“We awaken in Christ’s body,
As Christ awakens our bodies
There I look down and my poor hand is Christ.
He enters my foot and is infinitely me.
I move my hand and wonderfully
My hand becomes Christ,
Becomes all of Him.
I move my foot and at once
He appears in a flash of lightning.
Do my words seem blasphemous to you?
Then - open your heart to Him
And let yourself receive the one
Who is opening to you so deeply.
For if we genuinely love Him
We wake up inside Christ’s body
Where all our body all over,
Every most hidden part of it,
Is realized in joy as Him,
And He makes us utterly real.
And everything that is hurt, everything
That seemed to us dark, harsh, shameful,
Maimed, ugly, irreparably damaged
Is in Him transformed.
And in Him, recognized as whole, as lovely,
And radiant in His light,
We awaken as the beloved
In every last part of our body.”
Saint Symeon
The words are consoling and humbling. I read it quite often and smile and try to be open, awake, transformed. I try to be His new creation and allow His love to enter me.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
PROJECT UPDATE
Today is Wednesday March 25, 2009. I went with Mwololo to the ECD Center to check on the cook for the porridge. We hired a woman to cook the porridge for the next two weeks to make sure it was done and done correctly. There is a cholera outbreak in Athi River and we need to make sure things are prepared correctly. Here is a report from the Project Director with information on the porridge/feeding program at the preschool. 
The 10:00 a.m. porridge at the Early Childhood Center is always enriched and usually a meal in itself. It is enriched with such cereal flour as maize, millet, finger millet, sorghum, soya, green grams, groundnuts, pumpkin seeds and powdered milk.
In one day, the cook uses 1.5 kg if the total number of children present is between 40-45. Sometimes the number shoots to over 50 children and the cook uses 2kg of the mix for porridge preparation. This means that between 8-10kg is used within a week. Though the prices of flour change, the following are average prices.
Maize Flour 210
Millet 195
Finger Millet 235
Sorghum 215
Soya 275
Green grams 235
Ground nuts 315
Pumpkin seeds 600
Milk 580
TOTAL SHILLINGS 2860
X4
MONTHLY 11,440 or $143.00 per month
Sometimes the Director sympathizes with the drought situation and purchases sugar to sweeten the porridge, though not always.
Submitted by Mwololo Kilonzo, Project Director
Note from Ed: Milk and water for the porridge is brought from the Masai houses. Today we witnessed the water being boiled first. The milk is boiled separately at the houses of the children. This precaution is due to a cholera outbreak in Athi River.
I put together a handbook for the teachers with information on the national curriculum and syllabus. It is difficult to understand and often more complicated than it needs to be. Objectives, themes, activities will all be discussed at a meeting tomorrow afternoon. The preschool teachers are not yet trained. That comes soon now, after a probationary period. So as far as training, MWEP is sponsoring training for the Preschool teacher, a young Masai man going to school in social work and an adult education class of maasai of 17. Here is what is going on in other parts of the project, some needs and goals:
Masai projects on site here that need continued or new funding
1.) Continuation of providing school fees, uniforms, books to Masai children. Students attend school off-site. (These are not children attending our Early Childhood Center but who attend 9 local schools.) Their fees are due three times a year and we provide uniforms for 176 students, school fees for 63 students and textbooks for 55 students. These are the most needy of the Masai.
2.) School Feeding Program for approximately 50 preschool students at the Esarunoto (Refuge) Early Childhood Education Center – a Preschool which we have begun and staff with two teachers and a cook. We purchase a healthy porridge mixture and it is prepared for the children by 10 a.m. each day. For some, it is their only meal and a reason to come to school.
3.) Medical Van Visits – This would be a new venture. A medical van and two nurses would visit the manyatta at least once a month, preferably twice a month. The cost is for the van, transport and two nurses from Athi River town.
4.) Adult Education Classes – We did a pilot program for four weeks – three days per week and attracted 17 adults. More adults would be available but because of the extreme drought, many adults are gone with the herds to find green pasture. Costs are for a retired teacher and her transport here – three days per week. The classes would run an additional 5 months with an exam following the course. Classes provide instruction for learning English, Swahili, agriculture and Mathematics.
5.) Youth Activity Days – when school is not in session, we provide organized activities that are fun but also teach about important topics such as HIV/AIDS.
6.) Preschool Uniforms – At first glance I didn’t see need for preschool uniforms but after seeing the lack of clothes in general, the uniforms for our Esarunoto Preschool students will be necessary.
7.) Self Help Activities – Not yet initiated but we need to find sources of revenue from beadwork to help make our initiative sustainable. We would provide start-up materials for beadwork and find venues at which to sell the work.
8.) Purchase water for holding tanks - The school needs water for the feeding program (nutrient filled porridge daily). The best option for us is purchasing two large plastic tanks and having fresh water trucked in monthly. The tanks would be secured at the school.
There are also additional needs such as teacher training, HIV/AIDS sessions for youth and women, personnel costs, and emergency food relief (which cost us almost $4,000 due to the continued drought).
We have also looked at two sites for additional projects – although these are in the initial stages of study. Let me tell you about what we know so far about these two possibilities.
Kangundo – a town about 90 minutes from Nairobi. The area is remote, dry, and predominately Kamba tribe. There is no electricity or decent water. A piece of land with a house on it has been offered to the Program Director for use as a Children’s Home. There is also some land adjacent to be farmed – if it would rain! The needs discussed are two: 1.) A place for Masai children from here at Athi River (that we see daily), ages infant – ten years, who are not being cared for by parents or have no parent. There has been discussion by these parents that they cannot provide for these children and therefore, the children suffer. The house would need to be furnished, food provided, social workers to staff, an educational outlet sought - off site or create something there. 2.) There are also homeless children living on the streets in the nearby town of Tala. These children have either lost their parents or have been abandoned. The tribal affiliation would be Kamba. The specific numbers and needs are not yet known.
Kajiado – a town about two hours from Athi River. Kajiado is the ancestral home of many of the Masai we work with here in Athi River. It has not rained there since last March. It is a dry and barren land. Hence the Masai moved on to Athi, River hoping for better grazing. No luck. Anyway, we traveled to Kajiado with a Masai man who has land there that he would like us to use for programming or for needy children in that area. Perhaps an early childhood center, a feeding program etc. similar to what we have in Athi. We are unsure of numbers and needs until some assessment is completed.
So, that is what’s up in Athi River and other places about now! I go to Nairobi tomorrow to print and copy some materials and make some purchases. I also need to do some food shopping. I think I am paying about $15 per week for food and water. Not too bad
The 10:00 a.m. porridge at the Early Childhood Center is always enriched and usually a meal in itself. It is enriched with such cereal flour as maize, millet, finger millet, sorghum, soya, green grams, groundnuts, pumpkin seeds and powdered milk.
In one day, the cook uses 1.5 kg if the total number of children present is between 40-45. Sometimes the number shoots to over 50 children and the cook uses 2kg of the mix for porridge preparation. This means that between 8-10kg is used within a week. Though the prices of flour change, the following are average prices.
Maize Flour 210
Millet 195
Finger Millet 235
Sorghum 215
Soya 275
Green grams 235
Ground nuts 315
Pumpkin seeds 600
Milk 580
TOTAL SHILLINGS 2860
X4
MONTHLY 11,440 or $143.00 per month
Sometimes the Director sympathizes with the drought situation and purchases sugar to sweeten the porridge, though not always.
Submitted by Mwololo Kilonzo, Project Director
Note from Ed: Milk and water for the porridge is brought from the Masai houses. Today we witnessed the water being boiled first. The milk is boiled separately at the houses of the children. This precaution is due to a cholera outbreak in Athi River.
I put together a handbook for the teachers with information on the national curriculum and syllabus. It is difficult to understand and often more complicated than it needs to be. Objectives, themes, activities will all be discussed at a meeting tomorrow afternoon. The preschool teachers are not yet trained. That comes soon now, after a probationary period. So as far as training, MWEP is sponsoring training for the Preschool teacher, a young Masai man going to school in social work and an adult education class of maasai of 17. Here is what is going on in other parts of the project, some needs and goals:
Masai projects on site here that need continued or new funding
1.) Continuation of providing school fees, uniforms, books to Masai children. Students attend school off-site. (These are not children attending our Early Childhood Center but who attend 9 local schools.) Their fees are due three times a year and we provide uniforms for 176 students, school fees for 63 students and textbooks for 55 students. These are the most needy of the Masai.
2.) School Feeding Program for approximately 50 preschool students at the Esarunoto (Refuge) Early Childhood Education Center – a Preschool which we have begun and staff with two teachers and a cook. We purchase a healthy porridge mixture and it is prepared for the children by 10 a.m. each day. For some, it is their only meal and a reason to come to school.
3.) Medical Van Visits – This would be a new venture. A medical van and two nurses would visit the manyatta at least once a month, preferably twice a month. The cost is for the van, transport and two nurses from Athi River town.
4.) Adult Education Classes – We did a pilot program for four weeks – three days per week and attracted 17 adults. More adults would be available but because of the extreme drought, many adults are gone with the herds to find green pasture. Costs are for a retired teacher and her transport here – three days per week. The classes would run an additional 5 months with an exam following the course. Classes provide instruction for learning English, Swahili, agriculture and Mathematics.
5.) Youth Activity Days – when school is not in session, we provide organized activities that are fun but also teach about important topics such as HIV/AIDS.
6.) Preschool Uniforms – At first glance I didn’t see need for preschool uniforms but after seeing the lack of clothes in general, the uniforms for our Esarunoto Preschool students will be necessary.
7.) Self Help Activities – Not yet initiated but we need to find sources of revenue from beadwork to help make our initiative sustainable. We would provide start-up materials for beadwork and find venues at which to sell the work.
8.) Purchase water for holding tanks - The school needs water for the feeding program (nutrient filled porridge daily). The best option for us is purchasing two large plastic tanks and having fresh water trucked in monthly. The tanks would be secured at the school.
There are also additional needs such as teacher training, HIV/AIDS sessions for youth and women, personnel costs, and emergency food relief (which cost us almost $4,000 due to the continued drought).
We have also looked at two sites for additional projects – although these are in the initial stages of study. Let me tell you about what we know so far about these two possibilities.
Kangundo – a town about 90 minutes from Nairobi. The area is remote, dry, and predominately Kamba tribe. There is no electricity or decent water. A piece of land with a house on it has been offered to the Program Director for use as a Children’s Home. There is also some land adjacent to be farmed – if it would rain! The needs discussed are two: 1.) A place for Masai children from here at Athi River (that we see daily), ages infant – ten years, who are not being cared for by parents or have no parent. There has been discussion by these parents that they cannot provide for these children and therefore, the children suffer. The house would need to be furnished, food provided, social workers to staff, an educational outlet sought - off site or create something there. 2.) There are also homeless children living on the streets in the nearby town of Tala. These children have either lost their parents or have been abandoned. The tribal affiliation would be Kamba. The specific numbers and needs are not yet known.
Kajiado – a town about two hours from Athi River. Kajiado is the ancestral home of many of the Masai we work with here in Athi River. It has not rained there since last March. It is a dry and barren land. Hence the Masai moved on to Athi, River hoping for better grazing. No luck. Anyway, we traveled to Kajiado with a Masai man who has land there that he would like us to use for programming or for needy children in that area. Perhaps an early childhood center, a feeding program etc. similar to what we have in Athi. We are unsure of numbers and needs until some assessment is completed.
So, that is what’s up in Athi River and other places about now! I go to Nairobi tomorrow to print and copy some materials and make some purchases. I also need to do some food shopping. I think I am paying about $15 per week for food and water. Not too bad
Poverty
Ben came over to visit this weekend. Like many Kenyans, Ben is looking for a job. He has done many things and led an interesting young life. There is a good chance Ben will move to Kibera on Thursday. He has been staying with someone who has found employment in another part of Kenya and Ben can’t stay in that place. So Kibera slum is the place. He has dropped a lot of weight, eats poorly – when he eats. The drought, famine, joblessness is killing Kenyans. I can look at friends I’ve known since the beginning of my time here. They are thin, malnourished and some are homeless now. There are no safety nets like what I would have at home. Relatives are no help since they are in the same shape. When there are rains, there is food – somehow. But there has been no rain – some places for a year or more – no rain. The cattle we saw today at the Masai manyatta were lying down, emaciated. No water, no grass. We met today with the Chairman of the Education Committee we set up to help with school issues. He was waiting for our meeting and then taking his goats to the airport where there is some green grass. The airport is at least an hour away by car. It will take him forever to get to the airport but if he doesn’t do this, his animals will die.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Friday in Kijiado
This morning we left very early for Kijiado. I took a motorbike to Athi River town and met Mwololo. Then it was a matatu to Kitengela. From there, another matatu and about two hours and we were to the town of Kijiado a town you would pass if you were headed for Tanzania or a safari. The roads weren’t as bad as others but tons of construction and dust. Once at Kijiado we met James, a Masai who once lived at the Athi River manyatta but moved his family back to Kijiado, the home of his father. He owns some land he wants to allow us to use for children. Jame’s cattle are now at Tala, a town we were close to yesterday. James, like most Masai men, has three wives and many children. So we met James in town and found a car that would take us to his manyatta. The roads were terrible and the land seemed to get drier and drier as we got to the remote areas. It was about 20 KM from the main town. The land, although dry and dusty, was beautiful. I walked with James up the steep hill of his property, a vantage point where you could see the beautiful landscape. On one hill they built a church of metal sheets and benches. The place was silent but for the winds. From there, far off in the distance, you could see Mt Kilimanjaro, snow covered and majestic. We were nearing the Tanzanian border. At the top of the biggest hill, James apparently said he would lease me the hilltop to build a house. For a second I thought about that! But what we really want to consider is building another ECD Center (Early Childhood Development) Like most of these far out places, if the kids go to school at all, they begin Nursery School at ten years, since it is too far to walk when they are little. To have a preschool of sorts nearby would give these kids a head start or at least a more equal start. But there is much to talk about. It was a good day, although I was frustrated by the language and felt that I left James awkwardly, not know what to say but knowing he wanted some response from me as to whether the land could be of use to us. I don’t know. We drank tea with his brother and sons and headed back. The ride home was long and hard. I am happy to have the dust off me now and a little nap!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Kangundo, Kijiado and Cholera – oh my.
Mwololo and I took a long trip to Kangundo. I wish I could tell you where it was but I was so turned around I couldn’t tell where I was. I thought we were going west from downtown Nairobi but Mwololo thought toward Machakos. I don’t think he is right. Anyway, it took hours. The lands are dry and reminded me of Kitui and areas around Nyumbani Village. The tribes there are mostly Kamba but there is probably a mix. A man whom Mwololo has worked with before has told us we can have the house and the land for a children’s home but we don’t exactly know what that means – for how long? What is the catch? Anyway, a meeting is scheduled with the man who lives in Machakos. He owns 100 acres. His brother and uncle live in small houses on the property as well. There is a chicken operation close by, owned by the Japanese. The area is poor and near the town of Tala. You get off the matatu before entering Kangundo and walk about 4 kilometers to the property. There is nothing there but some little kiosks. In the town of Tala there are street kids, abandoned, living homeless on the streets. Either their parents are dead or they have left the children to fend for themselves. Hence our interest. The house could also be a place for some of our Masai kids who are not being cared for in the manyatta in Athi. I think the house could handle about 6 kids. Mwololo thinks 50. The house itself isn’t too bad. A few bedrooms, cook shed outside, latrine. There is no electricity in area and no good water. I noticed where the power lines stopped. We would need a borehole and the water would be undrinkable for me. We have a lot of talking to do. And it is worth the talking but I am not sure we can do this. What we would do on the land depends on whether there is a decent school nearby. If not, we go into the preschool business. If we could get water, the soil is fertile. Our age group for the kids would probably be babies to ten years. I have no idea what to think but we will just keep an open mind and see what comes. There are so many questions.
Tomorrow we go to Kijiado with a Masai man who wants us to consider doing some work there. Kajado is the ancestral home of the Masai we are working with in Athi River. I hear it is a long journey (much longer than today) and we leave again tomorrow at dawn. I am so tired.
And . . . it made the news on the radio this morning. There are confirmed cases of cholera in Athi River – my home sweet home. I’ll just be careful to only eat the food I prepare. All else goes well. I’ll see Benjamin, the ex-seminarian this weekend and see what news he might have about his job prospects.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Athi
Today is Wednesday, a day off and a day I might have dreaded months ago. There is nothing to do today! Mwololo has gone to Machakos and I am fearing venturing too far away from my house alone. It is an odd day in that there is no noise here, unlike most weekdays when there are construction noises throughout the place and trucks in the distance. The housekeeper in the main “condo” is gone for classes, in sewing I think. So, I am left to my own. The day began with Benson, the Masai, dropping off my daily portion of milk (or as Ben says “mil-ik”. His accent makes it a two-syllable word.) Anyway, the milk arrived at 7:15a.m. I did my ritual boiling and made oatmeal. I took all of my clothes, dishes, book, etc. off the shelves and cleaned. I reorganized, having purchased yet another piece of furniture – a table that arrived by motorbike yesterday. A man made it for me in Athi River town for 1200ksh or about $14.00. It is much like an ordinary coffee table but with a shelf to keep raw vegetables, rice, pots and pans, etc. It will get a lot of use. So I cleaned and reorganized, scrubbed the floor that needs to be done at least twice daily. There is so much dust and dirt in the air, it all settles. I listened to the morning news and was finished with all my tasks by 9:00 a.m.! The news of the day: Rioting at Kenyatta University on Thicka Road. The students were refusing to pay fees levied whenever you sit for (take) an exam. It has always been done this way and will continue regardless of how many cars are stoned by students! I turned off the news, read some of my book and tried to pray some. No words, just be and let God be present. He was/is.
By 11:00 I was needing to do something so I washed what few clothes were dirty and hung them on the line to dry. Two peanut butter sandwiches for lunch and I took a nap. I checked my email! I purchased a modem from Safaricom, the local phone provider. I can cen the Internet now on a cell signal through a USB port on my laptop. The modem was on sale for half the price, about $73 USD. It will save going into town for Internet and paying for airtime. You still have to prepay minutes but it will be worth it. I fear I am doing something wrong though. I seem to be using MBs quickly, more quickly than lead to believe by friends who have the same modem. I can leave the modem behind for Mwololo when I come back to the states. It is slow but reliable. Back at the Village, I can remember taking a motorbike down to the main road, taking a matatu from there 30 minutes to Kitui, only to find out the entire town is without power and therefore no Internet. What a waste. So maybe I can check mail in the morning and evening and not pay too much. I was hoping to use Skype or a webcam but I don’t think it can handle it. We shall see.
Here is a quote I have come to like and will continue to meditate upon:
“What is this awesome mystery
that is taking place within me?
I can find no words to express it;
my poor hand is unable to capture it
in describing the praise and glory that belong
to the one who is above all praise,
and who transcends every word . . .
My intellect sees what has happened,
but it cannot explain it.
It can see, and wishes to explain,
but can find no word that will suffice;
for what it sees is invisible and entirely formless,
simple, completely uncompounded,
unbounded in its awesome greatness.
What I have seen is the totality recapitulated as one,
received not in essence but by participation.
Just as if you lit a flame from a flame,
it is the whole flame you receive.”
St. Symeon the New Theologian (949-1022)
But wait, there’s more . . . . but not yet. Read it again and some day later, I’ll share the rest.
Tomorrow Mwololo and I head for another part of the district to see a house he has been given access to. He wants to create a children’s home for those who are not getting the care needed by the Masai – the poorest of the poor Masai. He still insists that the mothers are all for this and desire it very much. I have doubts. I should know more after Thursday and hopefully can get some pictures. The area into which we are traveling is predominately Kamba.
Made some spaghetti noodles for dinner – with butter and tomatoes. I think that is enough for today. I also had an egg sandwich earlier. When there is not much to do, I eat when there is food in the place.
By 11:00 I was needing to do something so I washed what few clothes were dirty and hung them on the line to dry. Two peanut butter sandwiches for lunch and I took a nap. I checked my email! I purchased a modem from Safaricom, the local phone provider. I can cen the Internet now on a cell signal through a USB port on my laptop. The modem was on sale for half the price, about $73 USD. It will save going into town for Internet and paying for airtime. You still have to prepay minutes but it will be worth it. I fear I am doing something wrong though. I seem to be using MBs quickly, more quickly than lead to believe by friends who have the same modem. I can leave the modem behind for Mwololo when I come back to the states. It is slow but reliable. Back at the Village, I can remember taking a motorbike down to the main road, taking a matatu from there 30 minutes to Kitui, only to find out the entire town is without power and therefore no Internet. What a waste. So maybe I can check mail in the morning and evening and not pay too much. I was hoping to use Skype or a webcam but I don’t think it can handle it. We shall see.
Here is a quote I have come to like and will continue to meditate upon:
“What is this awesome mystery
that is taking place within me?
I can find no words to express it;
my poor hand is unable to capture it
in describing the praise and glory that belong
to the one who is above all praise,
and who transcends every word . . .
My intellect sees what has happened,
but it cannot explain it.
It can see, and wishes to explain,
but can find no word that will suffice;
for what it sees is invisible and entirely formless,
simple, completely uncompounded,
unbounded in its awesome greatness.
What I have seen is the totality recapitulated as one,
received not in essence but by participation.
Just as if you lit a flame from a flame,
it is the whole flame you receive.”
St. Symeon the New Theologian (949-1022)
But wait, there’s more . . . . but not yet. Read it again and some day later, I’ll share the rest.
Tomorrow Mwololo and I head for another part of the district to see a house he has been given access to. He wants to create a children’s home for those who are not getting the care needed by the Masai – the poorest of the poor Masai. He still insists that the mothers are all for this and desire it very much. I have doubts. I should know more after Thursday and hopefully can get some pictures. The area into which we are traveling is predominately Kamba.
Made some spaghetti noodles for dinner – with butter and tomatoes. I think that is enough for today. I also had an egg sandwich earlier. When there is not much to do, I eat when there is food in the place.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Reflecting
I went to Kenya in September 2007, searching for God in the faces of the poor. What I am now seeing is that as I am also discovering myself. As I know myself, I seem to know, little by little, the face of the creator as well. To be created in the image and likeness of God is quite difficult to accept. It is much easier to see a spark of the Divine in others, in my family and friends, those with whom I work and serve every day. It is easy to see God in my children, in the teachers at school in Chris. To see God in them is quite easy, I think. It is more difficult for us to see ourselves as having DNA that is Divine. As I learned last trip, I don’t need to travel far to find God. A trip across the globe is not a necessary prerequisite for being able to know or experience God. God is not “out there.” God is within and knows me better than I know myself. And that is my salvation. He knows why I do the things I do. He knows the motivations and the ego involved in everything I try to do. That is quite a relief. I just need to stay out of the way. God is in the "now"- in the present and not only "to come." In fact, if He is not here, right now, I am doubting if He is. I have the luxury of time to spend with God. I have time to Be, to pray, to laugh and relax.
My place is too nice for me. In the Village at Kitui, I struggled with finding water, finding power to charge my phone, light to see in the middle of the night, cooking on an open fire. I also had occurrences to struggle with relationships. Living in close quarters with those of other cultures and personalities was difficult at times. In Athi, at least in my house, I have water, even a cold shower. I have electric and a tile floor. I have a propane tank for cooking and I don’t need to build a fire to cook or boil water. I can take a motorbike to a grocery store. It is a much easier life. Even among the Masai, I am embarrassed to point to where I live. When they ask "where are you staying?" I have to point to the palaces on the hill. The homes are so out of place in this desert-like area. My only prerequisite for housing was that I feel secure. Maybe that was a mistake but I have to remain in this nice place now for at least three months. And maybe staying in the nice place is more of a concession for those at home who worry about me, more than I worry about myself. I am definitely secure and have Masai men guarding the place night and day. I am not sure what that means for me. I guess I have to just enjoy it, since it was chosen for me. I should just see it as a gift for this time. But . . . . I miss the Village. There was a sort of community there that I do not have here with the Masai. I remain the outsider to most, the white guy who has brought them things. I miss the playfulness of the Village. I was one of them and haven't quite found that ease in my new situation. Perhaps it will come.
Adult Classes
Now it is Monday and I am headed to the Masai for an Adult Education class on HIV and AIDS. This should be interesting. I am wondering who will show up. Mwololo is stopping at the store to find flipchart paper and markers and a loaf of bread for me. He’ll stop by to pick me up. I tried the Masai milk again. It is difficult to digest but tastes good with the oatmeal! I read some and cleaned really well today. I woke up with something going on with my big toe and bottom of my foot. There are about 50 bumps. I am guessing it is mosquitoes that snuck in last night and feasted on my toes while I slept. It is not painful but I can feel it when I walk. It looks nasty, similar to what I had on my shoulder last trip when my arm must have gotten outside the net at George’s place. So anyway, I moved everything from under the bed, scrubbed the tile floor well and flipped my foam rubber mattress!
Returned from the Masai Adult Education class. The adult classes are held in the preschool. The fire was still hot in the cook shed, telling me that there was porridge cooked for the children today. There were six adults in attendance at the class. We had Fred (a young Masai we have hopes for as a community organizer) lead the sessions. We discussed HIV/AIDS and came up with phrases related to HIV. The phrases will be made into signs when I get into NRB tomorrow. I’ll print them from the Internet café and we will post them so that all who enter the classrooms will see them, even the churchgoers, since church is in the classroom too. The phrases were translated from English to Kimaasai. Some examples:
AIDS IS KILLING US. KEEISHO BITTIA
AIDS IS FATAL. EITORROMO BIITIA
AIDS HAS NO CURE. MEETA BITTIA OLCHANI
AIDS & DEATH ARE BROTHERS. ILALASHARA BIITIA OKEEYA
KEEP OFF AIDS & IT WILL KEEP OFF YOU. TANYA BIITIA NEKIANY SII NINYE.
DON’T TOUCH HUMAN BLOOD. MIMBUNG OSARGE LENKAE KERAI.
YES TO PIERCING, NO TO SHARING THORNS. ENTUUD ENKLYIA, KAKE MENGARE ELKIKU.
SHARING? ONE RAZOR, ONE HEAD. TABARNIE EYEMPE NABO ELUNKUNYA NABO.
AIDS IS DEATH. KEEYA BIITIA
NO TO AIDS, YES TO LIFE. MAYIOI BIITIA, KAYIU BIOTIISHO.
Interesting the words they use to describe AIDS. I like the “No sharing thorns.” Piercing is big among the Masai, especially the older ones. They use a thorn to pierce and often a knife to enlarge the piercing.
At the same time we were having our little AIDS class, another Adult Education class was going on, teaching English. We hired a retired teacher to come in and do the class. MWEP pays for the teacher and her transport. I am proud of what we have done. Baby steps, but steps nonetheless. Tomorrow it is back to NROB. I have to print the “posters” and an agreement that I typed for on of the students.
My “landlady” sent a want ad to my friend Benson, the ex seminarian. The job is with The World Council of Churches and the United Nations Refugee Office documenting Somali refugees in Northern Kenya. He is excited about the possibility of the work and can certainly handle the task. He has done that type of work before. I hope he gets it. Then I can visit the north!
Returned from the Masai Adult Education class. The adult classes are held in the preschool. The fire was still hot in the cook shed, telling me that there was porridge cooked for the children today. There were six adults in attendance at the class. We had Fred (a young Masai we have hopes for as a community organizer) lead the sessions. We discussed HIV/AIDS and came up with phrases related to HIV. The phrases will be made into signs when I get into NRB tomorrow. I’ll print them from the Internet café and we will post them so that all who enter the classrooms will see them, even the churchgoers, since church is in the classroom too. The phrases were translated from English to Kimaasai. Some examples:
AIDS IS KILLING US. KEEISHO BITTIA
AIDS IS FATAL. EITORROMO BIITIA
AIDS HAS NO CURE. MEETA BITTIA OLCHANI
AIDS & DEATH ARE BROTHERS. ILALASHARA BIITIA OKEEYA
KEEP OFF AIDS & IT WILL KEEP OFF YOU. TANYA BIITIA NEKIANY SII NINYE.
DON’T TOUCH HUMAN BLOOD. MIMBUNG OSARGE LENKAE KERAI.
YES TO PIERCING, NO TO SHARING THORNS. ENTUUD ENKLYIA, KAKE MENGARE ELKIKU.
SHARING? ONE RAZOR, ONE HEAD. TABARNIE EYEMPE NABO ELUNKUNYA NABO.
AIDS IS DEATH. KEEYA BIITIA
NO TO AIDS, YES TO LIFE. MAYIOI BIITIA, KAYIU BIOTIISHO.
Interesting the words they use to describe AIDS. I like the “No sharing thorns.” Piercing is big among the Masai, especially the older ones. They use a thorn to pierce and often a knife to enlarge the piercing.
At the same time we were having our little AIDS class, another Adult Education class was going on, teaching English. We hired a retired teacher to come in and do the class. MWEP pays for the teacher and her transport. I am proud of what we have done. Baby steps, but steps nonetheless. Tomorrow it is back to NROB. I have to print the “posters” and an agreement that I typed for on of the students.
My “landlady” sent a want ad to my friend Benson, the ex seminarian. The job is with The World Council of Churches and the United Nations Refugee Office documenting Somali refugees in Northern Kenya. He is excited about the possibility of the work and can certainly handle the task. He has done that type of work before. I hope he gets it. Then I can visit the north!
Sunday Morning at Temple
Today is Sunday, March15 another day with no formal church services. Fred and Francis were to pick me up to take me to the Masai church but after an hour waiting for them, I figured they weren’t coming. Fred text messaged me that there was a problem and Francis could not get me with his bike. Maybe next week. There is also the Athi River Catholic church I would like to visit sometime, since that is my tradition! Instead I took a long walk around the Masai houses, causing quite a stir. Children yelled, women came up to me and everyone looked. I was quite a sight and quite white in my t-shirt and shorts. I didn’t stay out long, not wanting to upset anyone, especially any men wondering who this white guy thought he was, causing such a disturbance. But it is fun to see the kids. They often call me “father” and run to present their head to me to be touched. It’s a nice greeting. When I got home, I did some laundry, which always takes a while and cleaned the room pretty good. I cooked some rice with a tomato/onion sauce and some spice mix. Earlier I had fried two eggs and made a sandwich, hoping to keep on some weight this time. I am rereading Richard Rohr’s book “Things Hidden: Scripture as Spirituality”. I find myself rereading parts over and over, especially the parts that I like. Some Hindus told Richard regarding the Temple:
“You come here not to gaze at God, but to let God gaze at you.”
And so I have spent my day in my own Temple, offering myself to God, letting Him gaze at me. It was a good day and tonight I’ll call home and say hello to mom and Rachel.
This trip to Kenya is different from the others. At the Village I was constantly busy, working, relating, tutoring and worrying about the other volunteers and staff. There was always some drama going on, either caused by me or by others. Here, there is a relaxed atmosphere and a solitude I didn’t have in the Village. Here at Athi, I see myself as the funding agent for these projects and my time here is to see, first hand, what the needs are and making sure the money is being used correctly. It is not as hands-on as in the Village and the interactions are not the same or as enjoyable with the kids. I’ll always love the Village for that. Those relationships may come in time but now, things are more reserved, distant and the women and the men who remain here are probably cautious of me and what I am doing here, although they seem to know me and know that what I bring and what I represent is a good thing. Maybe this time of peace and quiet and not a lot of activity is for me. Maybe it is why I came to Kenya this time, to process things, to be alone, and be quiet. I longed for some of that in the states and perhaps I am given that time now, to write and reflect and just be.
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