Tuesday, August 25, 2009
One more thing...
Monday, August 24, 2009
Final Remarks
I really miss Kenya. I miss feces covered babies, cuddling up in your arms. I miss waving to everyone on the side of the road. I miss bumpy car rides. I miss mosquito nets. I miss dust storms, and just dust in general. I miss the aroma of body odor every time you entered the room. I miss seeing bananas hanging from shacks on the side of the road. I miss singing, jumping, dancing, clapping, and "amen-ing". I miss endless hi-fives. I miss feeling dirty. I miss people who don't care what you look like. I miss 8:30 team meetings. I miss peanut butter sandwiches. I miss the van rides. I miss Swahili. I miss Barbara and all of the other AIDs babies. I miss dark purple fanta. I miss seeing blue and red uniforms. I miss the beauty of the rift valley. I miss livestock tide on the side of the road. Most of all I miss the love and kindness that all Kenyans have. The love and kindness that Kenya taught me to have. The love and kindness that I am still striving to earn. The love and kindness that I will never ever forget.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
August 8, 2009
August 7, 2009
Getting to the airport was crazy. Getting all situated took a while. My flight wasn't until 7:10pm, but the majority of the groups was at 6:30pm. I'm pretty sure everyone made it though. That's where I'm writing from... Kenya Airways. I won't get home for two more days. I'm actually headed for Dubai, and I have a 21 hour layover there... it should be fun though!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
August 6, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
August 5, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
August 4, 2009
I'm not quite sure why I didn't mention this before, but it makes me think of you Mrs. Lukasiewicz... everyday when we drive to the school we pass a few military schools. Pictures aren't allowed, so I'm sorry, but I can't take one. It's interesting. All of the guards are out with their guns. It's intimidating. At least we know we're in a semi-safe area right?
Okay now Mom, you might just love it here. They have palm trees! They aren't really taken care of though. They don't cut the dead palms off. I know how much you love them though. Also, they have the best fruit ever! The pineapple is to die for. It's perfectly juicy, and it's not bitter. The bananas don't look so hot. Apparently they use make-up on our bananas in America... which makes me feel... uneasy? Mangoes are great, and I have Passion fruit juice just about every morning! So, you would like that part of Kenya!
Now about today! We started off at Squatters Hill. We brought the clinic up there... they used the preschool as their base. The rest of us arrived to play with the kiddos. We brought necklaces and face paint. They went crazy over both. I helped with the face paint. We got totally SWARMED. I discovered that I'm not very good at painting faces... Haha. I talked with a few of the people there. I met a seventeen year old girl named Anne. She seems very nice. I've noticed that the only thing kids really want are friends. I gave her my home and e-mail address. Hopefully we'll keep in touch.
After the hill we headed to a few different locations. We were given the opportunity to go back to the school, so obviously, I took it. They had closing ceremonies, because it was their last day of school. It was pretty boring, I'm not going to lie. A few of us were falling asleep. I'm not sure how it started, but one by one all of us got up to speak and say our final goodbyes. It was nice. The coolest thing was that it poured right before we left... while we were attempting to speak, or more like scream. POURED. It's rain season, but one of the drivers told us that it hadn't rained until we got here. So, one night we prayed for rain (because they're kind of in a famine here) and everyday since it has rained! What a miracle. It was a great ending.
Driving back to the hotel was like driving in a chocolate river. It was wonderful. When I got back to the Kunste I went to Tuskys. It's the only official grocery store they have here. It's really nice too. It's very clean. You can buy a lot there. Almost anything really. It's not very big though.
One more thing I forgot to mention in the random section. The soda here is way good. They have lemon, orange, and cherry fanta! Personally my favorite is cherry. The variations of other sodas are good too. Coke here doesn't taste quite like Coke in America. They don't have Pepsi, just Coke. Coca-Cola is a big thing here. It's advertised everywhere. There are shacks made out of Coca-Cola casings!
Just a statement... I've gotten used to people being fascinated with Muzungus (white people). I'm not sure if it's because I think I'm African too or because I'm used to getting weird looks. Haha.
Brynn shared a song with us tonight that was very touching. I cannot get it out of my head. It's called Gratitude by Nichole Nordeman. After all we've been through this week, it means a lot. It perfectly describes how the Kenyans are here... grateful for the little that they have.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
August 3, 2009
August 2, 2009
After that we went to go 'shopping'. It was to support a group of fourteen women. They used to work in the fields, under the hot sun all day, but now they make crafted items, so they no longer have to work in the fields to support their families. The stuff they had was really nice, but a bit expensive.
The rest of the day we mostly just relaxed. It was nice :)
Thursday, August 13, 2009
August 1, 2009
Tonight's meeting was very powerful. We spent a lot of time talking about highs and lows. A major low that took everyone by surprise and took away almost everyones breath was about a twelve year old boy. While some people from our team were driving back to the hotel they saw a van, it's windshield smashed, with a boy lying on the ground. He was dead... hit by that very van. Kenya drivers are crazy. It's a dirt road, and dust is flying, so you can't see anything. I bet the driver feels awful... so if you're reading this, will you just say a prayer for the little boy, and his family, and maybe even the driver. Death is a tough thing to deal with.
July 31, 2009
Youth camp went smoothly yesterday. The kids are opening up a lot more. They are talking to us and asking us more questions. The sad thing is that tomorrow is the last day :( I'm sure there will be crying. Yesterday in crafts groups of five painted quilt squares. When you put them all together there's a cross in the middle. We layed them all out, and it looks pretty cool. Some of the kids didn't really follow directions though. It's funny, because when you ask them if they understand they say "Yes! Yes!". Then later you find out that they didn't at all. They've been taught to be compliant I guess.
After our school activities we had the option to head one of three places. Some went to a preschool, others went to an AIDs baby orphanage. I went to the Ngala Deaf School. It was really interesting. I don't know how to sign really at all, and ASL is a little bit different from what they use. It was challenging, but in the end very rewarding. There was one girl there who had six fingers. It was a little bit weird, especially when she kept holding me hand. But hey, that's how God made her. She was really sweet. I do a lot of pictures at the school. Kids LOVE getting their pictures taken. They like seeing themselves on the back of your digital camera.
Now for today... Everyday the youth camp kids all meet upstairs. We then sing songs, and someone preaches for about a half hour. Jamie preached the first day. Dave the second. Matt the third. Greg the forth. Andrew the fifth. Sena will tomorrow. Overall the theme was "Facing the Giants". The kids seem to be getting it. They then transition to different activities such as Recreation, Crafts, Life Skills, and Small Groups. It is so much fun to talk to them! They ask you random questions, and it's interesting to hear how they answer yours. I heard that some of them to be pen pals. That would be so much fun. For those of you who don't know me I'm really into writing (as you can see from my blog).
In crafts today we made picture frames. I hope they become something that they really cherish. It's a rare item... a picture of yourself. I really like working with Jamie. We get along so well. She's a lot of fun :)
After our various activities with the children at the school we headed out to different places (just like yesterday). I got to go to the AIDs baby orphanage! It's actually called New Life Home. It's by far the cleanest place I've been in Africa. Another exciting an
d uplifting thing is that all of the children have been cured from HIV. I thought that I would be holding a baby that was probably going to die in the near future... It was really sad to hear how they got into the home. Some of them were born in the hospital, and then their mothers fled when no one was looking. Others were found in dumpsters, baskets on the side of the road, or in PIT LATRINES. How horrible is that? That children there were so cute. I mostly held this little girl named Barbara. She was adorable. The youngest was four months, and the oldest about three years. We held them and fed them for two hours. Adorable. Tomorrow is our last day at the school :( We get to spend all day with the kids though. We'll also see some of them Sunday. Africa is great. I love it here.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
July 29, 2009
After youth camp and VBS we just stayed at the school and got to hang out with the kids. Some played soccer, most of us played games. They love our games. Let me just say 'banana' and 'baby'. If you were there, you know what I'm talking about. They taught us some games too. They tried to teach us a hand game, but it didn't really work out. I'm glad they are enjoying our activities and company. I hope they feel loved and realize that we are giving it all we've got. We get back to the hotel tired and exhausted. Kids wear me out. The reason I keep going is because I don't know who else these kids are going to have. Who knows when a seventeen year old muzungu girl named Amberly will get the hold them again. I guess only God does. God put me here for a reason, so I'm going to give it all I've got.
Haley was better this morning, but now she's sick again. I feel so bad for her :(
Sorry, this entry is all over the place! I just have to say that Chad Whitehead wrote a lot of us really nice and personal notes. Mindy left a really sweet note and a candy bar on my bed :) I love her.
July 28, 2009
Last night Jamie announced that I would permanently be helping with crafts for youth camp. The important thing I guess is to be flexible. Things change all of the time. Like today, in the middle of camp everyone stopped for tea time. Things got really confusing, but I think we'll have it worked out for tomorrow. I'm excited to continue to work with the youth. It's hard to believe that some of them are the same age as I am... seventeen. They seem very experienced in life's difficulties, yet so immature. I mean, they have the potential to be just like you and I, but they don't have the appropriate tools or oppurtunities. I can't believe the same world can hold people so different.
After camp we headed to Squatters Hill again. Chris dressed up in a litt
Haley left a cute note on my bed:
I love you Amberly you are such a great roomie and a amazing friend.
Thanks for everything.
Love you to the moon!
-Haley.
She's still a little sick, but she's getting better. It got to the point where she couldn't keep any food or water down. So she got an IV. I was really worried about her, and I was lonely last night. I'm glad she's doing better. Everyone is still pretty unsure as to what she might have caught, or possibly eaten.
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Dinner was so good! It was actually traditional African food! It turns out the chefs thought we wouldn't like their food. So, they tried to make American food. Funny. Our team meeting was very powerful. A lot of people cried. I haven't really yet. I'm sure I will by the end of the trip. I bet a lot of the clinic people have seen pretty horrible things.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
July 27, 2009
The children all around squatters are so cute. When they see us coming they start running towards the vans. The children in the school are all between kindergarten and second grade. We sang songs with them. They just want to be held and picked up. It's cute. I pretty much got poop all over me from this one girl. It was okay though. Everyone smells pretty awful by the time we get back in the vans. It's totally worth it though. It's an eye-opening experience. We look forward to going to the hill everyday. Steve broke out his guitar and the kids went crazy.
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A few more random things about Kenya:
A lot of people have motorcycles, and a lot of people have bikes. There are very few cars on the road, and most of them are trucks or vans. There are also quite a few donkey carts. Another interesting vehicle are these taxi like things. They have only three wheels and don't look very safe. I'm not sure how else to describe them.
Tea time is a big thing here. The tea is pretty good as well.
You can buy a glass jar of soda for 50 schillings... which is like 75 cents, not even.
Oh, Mom! I think of you a lot because they have palm trees here. I know how much you love them. They don't really keep up with them... so they aren't really pretty.
And Dad, they had a Manchester United bus here! So, I thought of you. Even though I know you don't really like them... it's still football :)
July 26, 2009
After breakfast we all got dressed in our church clothes and headed to the school for the first part, the devotional. It was about two hours of singing and dancing. Dang, can they dance. Both the girls AND the boys can move t
Whenever we ride in our vans we always wave at the people walking on the street. I'm not sure why, but we find if really entertaining. Usually Brady, Jessika, and I are in the same van. I've grown a lot closer to them already, and it's only the second day!
I still can't believe that I'm actually in Africa. It's amazing. The culture and the lifestyle is so different. You think you should feel bad for Africa... well I mean you do feel bad for Africa. Only, you shouldn't. They pretty much have it all together. They find happiness in the simplest of things. It's America that you really should feel sorry for. People have everything, yet they still aren't content. It's sad.
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I just got back from a little adventure! Haley and I went into this little curio shop connected to Hotel Kunste. It was a cute little store. There was a lady sitting behind a small counter. She had a small child
Tomorrow is a big day... our first VBS/Youth Camp/Clinic Day! I hope things go according to Gods will! We still have a lot to figure out.
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Here are just a few random things I want to write about:
Donkeys: there are so many all over the place! Apparently Annie counted 79 on the way to our hotel in Nakuru from Nairobi! They pull carts, and are just tied to the side of the road. There are a lot of cows as well. You can see their ribs. It's pretty sad. They don't look healthy at all. We've also seen goats, sheep, dogs, a few cats, and two horses. I can't wait for the safari!
Cars: the steering wheel is on the right side! So, you drive on the left side of the road. Hopefully that won't confuse me when I get back home! Also, the roads are extremely bumpy. Maybe by the end of the trip I'll be immune to motion sickness! Haha.
The Hotel: is actually really nice. At first I was like oh no... two weeks here... AHH! After seeing the 'houses', 'shacks', 'mud huts', and whatever else people here might consider home, I feel lucky. Everything is extremely close together... no excess room. The service is good, and the people that work here are very friendly! Our room gets cleaned everyday so that's a plus!
Monday, August 10, 2009
July 25, 2009
Today was incredible. The food here is pretty good. We woke up at seven and headed to the vans at eight. We then went up to Squatters Hill... the slums of Nakuru. As soon as we got there all of the little kids waved at us and excitingly followed our vans. They were shouting "Mzungu!" which means white people in kiswahili. At first there were only about twenty children, but then they all came out from every direction, and by the end there were at least one hundred. They were adorable. They lov
We did find out something that was a little unsuspected. There were 150 children and 300 youth. We had planned on it being the other way around. This presents some dilemma in the activities we have planned. I think we will discuss what we are going to do at your team meeting tonight.
After we toured as much of the school as they would let us see, the clinic people headed back to the hospital, and we headed to the hotel. All of us sorted and got things ready for our various jobs. Then Haley and I took a two hour nap! I'm still tired. I'm sure I'll sleep good tonight! I'm also kind of nauseous again. I think it's the Doxycycline (Malaria Meds) :(
July 24, 2009
July 23, 2009
On the first flight our group of eleven was scattered throughout the airplane. I sat next to a very nice man who was headed on a mission trip to the Ukraine! He was really impressed that so many of us were going to Kenya. We talked a lot about the trip. We talked a bit about our faith. He mostly asked me questions, but he was very... enlightening to say the least. It's so amazing that so many people are taking their time to go on mission trips all over the world. It's so cool how God sends and calls so many people to so many different places.
I'm on the airplane from JFK, New York to Accra, Ghana right now. It's going to take a total of nine hours and forty-five minutes. We got served a pretty good chicken dinner. Apparently we will be getting breakfast sometime. Hopefully soon, I'm hungry.
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I'm in the Ghana airport right now. As soon as I stepped off the plane the humidity hit me. It's REALLY humid. I'm not quite sure why I didn't expect that. Maybe things will be different in Kenya because it is on the opposite side of the continent. Wearing sweatpants wasn't the best of ideas. It's supposed to be winter on this side of the equator though, so I can't image what summer must be like.
The airport is pretty interesting. When we landed we walked down stairs, and then took a bus about 20 feet (yes 20 feet) to the airport. They have two tiny baggage claim belts. They only get in about eight flights a day by the looks of it. Everyone was very relaxed at the baggage claim as well. No one seemed to be in a rush (unlike Americans). We bypassed customs, and now just have to sit and wait for twelve and a half hours. There is a cafe around the corner, I think we'll check it out later. I can't believe I'm actually in Africa!
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I'm still at the airport in Ghana. Only three hours have passed since I've last written. Five more hours to go until we can even check in. Eight more hours to go until it's time to board. That is, if all goes well. I slept on the floor for a bit, as it is much cooler on the floor. I tried not to sleep to much though, because my goal is to sleep on the last flight. That way, I might actually get the correct sleeping patterns down, as we arrive at 5:30am. I'm pretty sure that we have to wait for the other group of thirty-nine to arrive. I think everyone will be tired and want showers.
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Still in Ghana. It's about four now. Who knew twelve hours could be so long? Just about everyone fell asleep for quite a while. Some are still sleeping. Joe had to take a taxicab to a different building to get some of our tickets. I'm still not clear as to why. A few of us got lunch earlier. We took safety precautions and asked the lettuce and tomato to not be added onto our 'chicken burger'. At least that's what they told us, that it was a chicken burger. We came to the conclusion that it was more like a meatloaf burger. It was still very good.
The airport is busier now. I wonder if all of the people sitting around us are headed to Nairobi as well. I'm getting excited again. Although I know that all we are going to do when we get to Kenya is sit around again. Oh well. I still can't wait.
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Finally we boarded Kenya Airways. A few of us are near each other, but again, we are pretty scattered. I feel as though our small group of eleven is already bonding. The plane smells of body odor and rice. I think they might be serving us dinner. Unless I heard wrong. Our flight will take about five hours. I am surprised to see that the airplane is full. Hardly anyone was at our gate, so I am guessing people just stayed on from wherever the plane came from.