We met sister Bibi at church when she came scooting out on the floor and clambered into her tricycle in the hall. We were asked to speak, and she gave the opening prayer in sacrament meeting. These tricycles are on the streets literally by the thousands because there are so many crippled Congolese. The rider pedals and steers with the arms. Some only have one good arm and a one-sided pedal sprocket. Some are pushed around by small children or another family member. I wanted to try this one when I first saw it in the hall but later when she was aboard it was not the moment. We share the same last name, almost. It is pronounced Bee-bee. But we have distant relatives who pronounce it like that.
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