I just love the Wizard of Oz. I think I probably watched it one too many times as a kid. As you can imagine there have been multiple times here that I have been aware that things are just a bit different. I have often chuckled to myself and thought I am definitely not in Kansas anymore. This past weekend was definitely one of those moments. We were meeting with the children and deciding who would be in our school. As we met with the children, the parents or really just mothers sat off to the side waiting to take their children home. In the "carpool line". The women were all sitting together under a tree talking. Of course these women are all Masaai, so they are one of many wives in their respective bomas (or group of homes). They are decorated with lots of beaded jewelry, no shoes or tire shoes, wearing an outfit that is mostly a blanket. As I looked at them and how different they are, I couldn't help but think that they are just like parents in the States. They love their children and want a good education so that life can improve. So many differences, but so many similiarities.
By the way, I haven't clicked my heels three times yet and said "There is no place like home." But I have a feeling if I did, I would open my eyes and still be here because for now this is my home. What a blessing.
PS The internet has not been at its best lately! Sorry for the delay in posting.
Monday, December 10, 2007
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lol!! fabulous blog!! your post put a smile on my face :-)
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