Monday, 28 July 2014

2 NIGHTS 2 DAYS NYERI – THE JOURNEY PART ONE

They say every journey begins with a single step. Today's  Itinerary was simple enough. First step was the INSPIRE community library. 

It has served the kids in the community for the last three years with books majorly coming from American Friends of Kenya and other friends. Our visitors were impressed not believing that one could open up their house to serve the community. My heart did a little jig here. It is good when people see beyond the bad guy to the change that can be achieved if everyone just did that little thing to change the life of a child.Being from the ghetto does not define who you are or are going to be.

We pick up the books we were going to be donating to Muringato Primary school and head out. It is our policy, on the request of a client, we put community before fun although we do note that this almost always turns out to be a fun activity at the end of the day all the time. We arrive to a resounding welcome from the children and I can see the female teachers become rather shy. Why I will never know maybe that is the effect the ‘white man’ leaves on us…(not me however). Well Frank is handsome in his own unique way. Personally I never thought tattoos would look good on a man but his were so well done it seemed almost natural.
Oh the kids were all over him, ‘pick me up’ pick me up’ oh please let me see……what are those on your hands …face…okay that would have gone on and on hadn’t the teacher so helpfully intervened. Our focus group today was the standard 7 and 8. After the questions on a little survey we had done earlier to establish what bothers children in learning it was time to hear from them what they thought as well as  to give out the books.  it was fun. Not only did we make Frank sing twinkle twinkle little star but he was asked to call out the names of the children and it came out so funny.


Kikuyu names tend to be a little hard on the tongue. 47 books were given out today to kids to spread the love of reading.Well our guest could not escape a little African hospitality. From being offered Ugali, to Githeri and finally when that failed to materialize he had bread put in a bag and was made to carry.. I was smiling all the way ..that was funny.

Next stop…Aberdare country club for Lunch
This place is always ruggedly beautiful. Everyone was so friendly and kept waving. That really has our guests impressed. We are quickly informed that back at home everyone is usually busy minding their own business to have time to be friendly…. At this point am more than glad I live in Africa. In spite of our many troubles we are still a friendly lot…this is a heartwarming opinion. Ooooh back to the travels for the day…once we pass through the gate we are met by a heard of Impala and a big well not really ugly warthog. Why on earth did someone say that this creature is ugly …We really have to stop here. 

They are so photographic and Jimmy and Frank are getting some seriously good pictures. My camera died on me after denying it National dialogue to solve battery issues. I am now regretting my momentary dementia which made me forget the other one at home. Am practically begging to be tagged, uploaded etc etc etc ..Thank goodness for technology

We are hungry at this point. I suspect anywhere where kids are being picked, played with tends to make one hungry. Kudos to teachers they are a strong lot. I can’t wait for the promised buffet. At the parking lot we come across this handsome young man Solomon. He is smiling and I like him already and oh am a bit surprised that he is the one receiving us. I am feeling nice. This is cool in most other places you have to take yourself to the reception.

 He is leading us to the Promised Land flowing with food and TUSKER. Apprently someone ……(smiles) introduced our visitor to Tusker, genuinely brewed Kenyan beer and he is totally hooked. I can understand ….there is something so authentic in Kenyan made goods although this does not apply to the lethal brews brewed in back alleys and dirty toilets that are killing people. We are shown our table a little late as eventually we find ourselves alone. This is more than nice now there can be second helpings without prying eyes.

Everyone is so hospitable. They don’t even hate on me despite being a fellow African and even the chef is willing to show me how to make the vegetable burger. We sit down with heaped plates…couldn’t help it I love fish. The guys …well that is a different story al together they are eating and appreciating everything so nicely am feeling nice to have pulled this one off. And then we hear a sound …noise that I could swear almost sounds like a cat call and ..NO it is not a cat but a peackock. Those birds are beautiful.. really beautiful. Out with the cameras snap snap snap …okay on this bit I curse under my breath because I cant raise my camera from its strike …man ……

Aberdare Country club is so relaxing, about 3 tuskers later and a soda for the lady …we are a happy happy lot. The views from the verandah are so spectacular and I could swear that thing looking and not looking like a cow just beyond the trees is not a cow. It is too big. Anyway that will just be another argument and am not about to spoil this nice time with a baseless argument about cows that are not cows.

We are leaving now heading back to the community area for the evening walk. Its been nice I want to be
back here often. Everyone has been so nice and yes I gave Solomon my number….its just networking which girl would not be tempted by that dimpled face. We are soon headed to Chania. Parked the vehicle and finally picked the other camera.

The walk begins at the top of the hill. The view is interesting you can actually see the whole of Chania from this angle. I am explaining about this children. I love these kids completely…I know their names and their character. We are going down and here comes Joseph with a tire that is bigger than him.

This kid is sweet. He can now speak English which is really amazing. Just 3 months ago he had no hope of ever going to school but he is now in nursery school a little old for his age but a blessing anyway. And behind him is timothy his little brother who also was lucky enough to get a sponsor and now is in school. My deepest respect to the people who have partnered with INSPIRE to create this difference in the lives of others.

We are moving on now and the crowd of babies is increasing. I can see Frank and Jimmy are loving every st century. You will not believe the things men and women do to survive. This one has decided to make some form of oven.  This is nice when people think. We are informed that his contraption does everything from baking to cooking meat and boiling water. I can already see facebook updates at this point.
 






minute of attention he is getting from the kids and the villagers here.. The girls are smiling shyly and the women are just smiling. The men are trying not to look but they cant help but stare. Then we happen upon innovativeness in the 21
The bigger kids are coming in now. Oh Teacher you have brought our guest….. yes I have. They are impressed. Today even Sammy is talking in English something I have not seen him do before. Maybe its true what they say…. (cant exactly remember what was said though I know it was said). There are photo sessions every kids wants a photo with the stranger from America. He is having fun I can see. There is no hurry here this is Africa. From the road side to rivers selfies…okay that would be funny in any other circumstance. Oh to be young and innocent…. Can you imagine if I did that ….i would be judged by the logs in other people’s eyes for life.
Its getting late now and we are walking back to my place to get the car. Time to retire for the day. It has been a good day and am grateful to God that it was. I have learnt a great deal today that is good for this young entrepreneur.

The evening will find us at the White Rhino. We are relaxed and I can imagine we are just like those who sat here before us when it was an exclusive club for the colonial masters. Even the happy valley lot sat in this places and did their mischief here. I can imagine what their faces would be like if they saw us now…there is a smug look on my face. Kenya belongs to Kenya and tomorrow we will be learning just what it took to fight for the freedom to sit here. For now let us enjoy the Kenyan beat which the DJ is so annoyingly insisting on playing and the Kenyan drink brewed in Kenya …probably to honour the Elephant.

Today it was definately about the Children. ...to be continued 

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