Wednesday morning, for security reasons (not wanting to attract too much attention), we split into two groups. Half of us went to the kids’ shelter near the railway station, and the other half visited two ministry schools with a total of about 35 students at a squatter camp. Most of the people at the squatter camp have no citizenship papers and, therefore, no rights. We spoke with one father who is the third generation in his family with this predicament. Because he realizes the necessity of an education if his children are to have any chance in life he has become an advocate for the school amongst the camp. He’s been identified as a “man of peace” (see Luke 10).