Unahitaji dawa?

Working in the village, I have been exposed to a lot of requests from the local people. From the kids it is usually “Naomba zawadi” (I request a gift), but the adults aren’t quite as forward. One woman said to me, “I have a problem.” Of course I replied, “What?” She preceded to tell me about how the church needs money and asked quite boldly for a donation. Churches ask for money at home and it even bothers me there so I had no problem telling her hapana. I hear frequently about the ailments of whoever is in our company and because there is so much aspirin, Tylenol, and ibuprofen leftover from previous students, I have begun carrying it with me to give to those with headaches. Perhaps I am encouraging the notion that white people are all doctors, but really I am just trying to dispense the dawa I have before it expires.