Last Day in Meru

Today, while half the group was working on auditing some money, the rest of us worked on writing thank you cards to all the teachers of the school.

We met up later and made our way to the school to deliver the cards, as well as curriculum books and small mattresses for the play group. We also had some desks and chairs for the teachers commissioned, as well as a locking cabinet.

After that, we went to see a young girl who was born with AIDS.  She was doing well until college, where a stroke left her confined to a bed for over a year.  Today, she was walking without any assistance and was making a recovery.  Her aunt takes care of her, as both of her parents are gone.  She was in good spirits and seemed happy to see us.  The gave us some delicious passion fruit and the aunt asked me to stay with them forever.

We came home for our goodbye dinner.  We took turns making small speeches, saying prayers for our journey home, and eating way too many french fries.

Short blog post today, as I stayed up late making a slideshow to show people when we get back home.

Not enough internet to put up any pictures right now, unfortunately.

Until next time,


Gitugu Junior Academy

On Wednesday, 9/7, we headed to the Gitugu Junior Academy in the outskirts of Meru.  The church sponsors this school in many ways, and our visit was a chance for us to see the school, meet the staff and children, and do a needs-assessment for moving forward with the new partnership.

We toured the classrooms, as well as met some of the teachers and students.  Each classroom introduction was the same, we interrupt class, the one of the higher-ups tells the students to clap for us and say that we are welcome in the school, we smile and nod, the teacher tells us a bit about the class and how grateful they are that we are here.  It was a bit strange, but it was interesting to see the classes.

Again, photo credit to Cindy.  I need to start taking my own photos.  She does have a knack for photography, though.



After the tour and a few meetings, we, along with parents, are treated to a show.  Students from the school participate in reading poetry, singing songs, and doing dances.


The adults eventually take the stage and convince us to dance along with us.  We are all presented gifts from the community.  The women receive “kanga”, and I was gifted three giraffes.

It was a very fun and eventful day.  Apart from the events described here, I got to eat arrowroot, was offered a baby, and we went shopping for school supplies.

The people here have been so genuine and appreciative.  I feel a little guilty as the other four on this trip have been preparing for months, and developing relationships for years.  I jumped on last minute, and I still get treated with the same respect.  Doesn’t seem fair.  If any of you four are reading this, you are rock stars!