My Friend Amos

from Katherine
I met my friend Amos at the beach in our town. He washes cars there. Amos is in his 20’s and car washing is how he supports himself and helps out his mom.  Amos charges R30 or about $3. He has a 20 liter bucket, a rag and dish soap and he gets the water from the public showers. Sometimes he will wash the fishing boats or clean fish. He always has a big smile on his face when he gets that job. Perhaps he makes more money or maybe he gets paid with fish.

I have not seen Amos all winter, so I began to watch for him along the road to his house or near his home because he lives near one of my schools. But no Amos.

Yesterday I was walking with a friend near the beach and a young man came to me and said “I have a message for you from Amos.” I was excited that someone had found me that knew about Amos, so I asked “from Amos? What is the message?” The young man said, “I talked to Amos on the phone and he said ‘If you see my white friend from America, tell her I am working in Durban at the Port and I will see them in December.”

I am thrilled for Amos to have a job at the port. It is a step up for a hard working young man. What pride he and his mom must feel! And I have to laugh at my description according to Amos – ‘my white friend from America.’