Saturday, July 12, 2008… my last day.
Day 29 in Kenya… my last day…
I woke up at approximately 8:45 a.m. and packed. Mum Gladys insisted that I come with her and other volunteers. We went to
St. Martin’s Boarding School for their annual parent meeting, as well as to celebrate Purity’s birthday, and see her and Jane. It was in Kangemi, a shantytown. I was anxious to get back and be with the girls. When we got back, Sara, Christie, Eunice, and Ann helped me look for my lost cell phone. We all danced and hung out before having dinner in Baraka. Afterward, there was ice cream, cake, singing, dancing, and speeches! (Grace Muthoni was the MC, Ann from standard 6, ? from standard 7, Beatrice Njoki from standard 8, Leah, Coletta, and Fiona from forms one and two, Mums Jane and Gladys, Sara, Christie, and Emily.) Mum Gladys and the girls gave me the Kikuyu name Makena, meaning “always happy or joy.” We took pictures. The Maisha girls sang to me. I comforted Njoki, who couldn’t come to the airport. I got hugs goodbye from everyone. (Ironically, “Stand by Me” was playing and being sung at a couple of points today.) Gladys, Lovi, Elishpa, Beatrice from class 7, Maggie, Linet, Nancy Atieno, two other girls from Maisha, Dorcas, and Ann all took me to the airport. I got two hugs each. J I started crying as they left, which Ann sort of smiled/ laughed at. J Grace Muthoni wrote me a goodbye letter—so sweet!
In line and getting to plane, talked with an American from Georgia who travels all over for his work with the military. I sat next to a Frenchman from Marseille at the beginning of the plane ride.
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