Even the tea isn’t getting me out of bed anymore. I’d rather just sleep as much as possible.
I’ve been trying to teach my barundian friends how to say “Thief” b/c they keep saying either “teeth” or “Thieth”. It’s really funny.
Ernest is a boy on the boys’ softball team but since the girls and the guys practice together we all get to know each other. I asked him if he would serenade the team one day after practice but he refused b/c he didn’t want to be called gay. I said, “I thought that people already thought that?” so to prove to me that he’s not gay he said that he’s going to come to my window and serenade me. After that I’m to tie blankets together and throw them down to him and he’ll climb up to me. haha I like this kid. He’s a nut.
We’ve entered the rainy season and it’s started getting chilly. My shoes are really worn through in the heel so the water soaks up through the bottom of my shoe and my feet get wet and cold. I need to get new shoes. I did laundry like 3 days ago but my clothes can’t get dry b/c it keeps raining.
Why is it called “goody-two-shoes”?
As children I remember when my friend Morgan and I had a dream to come to Africa and start an orphanage. We drew out the outline of the orphanage that we wanted to build. We started thinking about hiring architectures and teachers. What if our dream really came true? What if we stayed in Africa and found children who were orphaned b/c of HIV/AIDS and started an orphanage? Could it be? Now, you see, back then as children, we were obsessed with the movie Orphan Annie and Madeline. But still, could something be true about our vision? What if?
I was chasing a lizard down the hallway in the hostile today. It turned a corner and as I tried to take the turn at full speed, my flip-flops (which are SO slippery) slid out from underneath me and I slammed into the cement. I was more upset that the lizard got away than I was that I scraped up my foot, knee, and elbow.
Several people have told me that I have a lullaby voice. I should just make a living off of singing people to sleep!
I was able to play with this one little boy named Jeffe. He was so cute! I wish you could hear his whole speech that he gives when someone asks him what his name is. It’s so long! He followed me around the rest of the day. As we walked around people would laugh and say, “Raye, I didn’t know you had a kid!” *Actually, there was one person who asked me if this was _a boy I liked/a boy that liked me_ jr.* Jeffe didn’t want to leave my side, where ever I went he went (which was frustrating at times, especially when I had to use the loo) and when his mom came to take him home he screamed and cried.
I went into Rongai and was wandering around the store getting a few things for the weekend when this little boy ran up to me and touched my leg. He scurried a couple of feet away from me and turned back and looked at me. I laughed and waved at him and he just moved off slowly, like I was going to attack him when he turned his back.
It’s deserted here. Most of the students that live around this area have gone home for the weekend and the only people that are left are mainly international students.
Voting starts on Monday and it has a lot of people in a panic. Some Kenyans have even gone as far as to move out of the country until elections are over. For the past several weeks the school has been showing video’s from last times election. It was horrific. I don’t understand how someone could hate that much that they would do such horrible things. They would stop Matatu’s and reach through the windows and start hacking away with their Machetes at anyone who was from a different tribe. Last time there was rigging of votes for a certain candidate and the people from the other tribe were furious. People where chased down and beaten with anything they could find: rocks, bricks, brooms, anything. They would cut off peoples heads or just slash their throats. Women and children weren’t spared. Friend turned against friend, brother against brother. No one was safe.
As this election is just around the corner people are on edge, any tiny hint of trouble and hundreds of people will go flocking to the Ugandan or Nigerian border.
As for me, I’m stuck on campus. Warned not to leave the campus grounds. The school does have a plan for the people that are left here, just in case something does break out and we’re not safe on campus anymore. Classes wont start back up until Wednesday, so there is a good long break for me but I have absolutely nothing to do but work on homework. Although I did go to the store the other day and got some ingredients so that I could make cookies over the weekend. That’ll keep me busy for half of a day….