Friday, January 11, 2013

Kwa Heri, Kenya!


Hi All,

Our group left the Wildebeest Camp in Nairobi about 10 minutes ago after dinner and a shower. They’re on the way to the airport.  For those of you that were nervous or worried for the last 14 days, you can exhale now J I have the good fortune to be on sabbatical on this upcoming semester, so I’m running around Kenya a bit longer.

Returning home from this trip can be a tough transition at times. Your sons/daughters/loved ones have experienced something that goes way beyond viewing wildlife and eating different types of food. There will not be an easy way to respond to the question “How was Kenya?”  The easy part is telling you about the animals, the landscape, the clothes and food of Samburu culture, and so on.   But I guarantee you, the experience goes way beyond that stuff, and it’s not something that is easily described right away. Samburu is a place that can inspire and break your heart at the same time. It is often a collision of emotions.

It’s also likely that every member of our group feels compelled to make adjustments or changes of some kind, and we urge them to do so in a way that respects and doesn’t demonize where they come from. They shouldn’t be tossing their cell phones down the toilet or selling their cars. But it’ll take some time for them to figure out exactly how this trip translates to something different in their life.

So, ask about the obvious stuff: the wildlife, the food, the camping.  And  ask about the relationships with the many good people they met in Samburu because all of our student learned a lot about humanity from those relationships. Maybe hold off on asking about how the trip will affect their lives; that might be a better question a few weeks or months down the road.

My final note: this group was extraordinary.  My co-leader (Karina) and I often had side comments to each other about how easy this was. They took care of and supported each other, they showed good judgment, and they took advantage of every opportunity we put before them. They balanced empathy with pragmatism, and laughter with tears. It was truly an honor to be among this group.  Be proud.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Final Day....


Today is our last full day in Samburu. Tomorrow is mostly a travel day. We’ll leave our camp by mid-morning and arrive to Nairobi by late afternoon, then do some shopping, and then eat and shower before the late night flight to Amsterdam. 

Part of the group is finishing up a hike up Olololokwe, a mountain about 20 miles north of here and that holds spiritual value for the Samburu tribe. It’s a steep incline for the first 90 minutes or so, and then it opens up, mellows out and the view becomes spectacular.

The rest of the group is just taking it easy today and tying up their own loose ends of saying good-bye to people they have met over the past 10 days, buying last minute beaded jewelry and separating dirty laundry from the really dirty laundry. The energy is mixed today, as to be expected. It’s not an easy place to leave. Well, the heat might be easy to leave but it will be tough to leave the people. 

I will post a final blog before the group arrives to Denver on Saturday for some thoughts about how to help your sons/daughters/friends/loved ones transition back to their familiar surroundings.  If you’re picking any of them up at the airport, you might bring them something warm to wear. Sounds like most of them ditched jackets, hats, etc. when they were dropped off. 

Brett

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Wednesday Afternoon Blog 'O Bloggin


Kenya Blog Wednesday

Today was awesome! Kisupat! We broke into 3 groups: Logan, Courtney, Karen, Fadzai and Mark taught primary students about the solar system, wild animals of Colorado, electricity and mathematics. Kristin, Mary and Meghan finished painting the last classroom at Lorubae, and Kyle, Bo, Wes, Cori, Nicole and Karina made some serious progress on the shade structure at Unity.

Yesterday we finished the holes for posts and today we mixed cement with sand and water in a wheelbarrow and poured it in the holes to hold the posts in place. As soon as we had two posts in the ground the women came and started weaving smaller sticks between the posts. They use strips of palm frond leaves to tie the sticks in place, so aside from the concrete, the entire structure will be totally natural. We got all 12 posts in place and most of the outer edge of the structure filled in with sticks the women had collected before we came.

The kids at the primary school were extremely shy at first but when we started doing activities they were very engaged. Logan had brought several small electricity circuits to show how light bulbs work. We also had everyone go outside and students acted out the planets rotating around the sun in our solar system. They were so embarrassed at first but through laughter and encouragement they got into it and we hope they learned a little bit!

This afternoon we are spending time at Umoja village and going on the last game drive of the trip. Cross your fingers for leopard and lion sightings! Yes, we have 2 days left after this one, that’s all! Remember, we arrive at 3:26pm on Saturday, so don’t forget to come get us! Tomorrow most of us will wake up super early and hike up Ololoque (big head) to get a bird’s eye view of the Samburu region. We’ll have to finish our goodbyes with the women’s villages tomorrow evening and enjoy our last night around the campfire with the lead guard Dominic’s animal impressions, which all sound mysteriously similar. Love to you all!

‘Zungies 4 Lyfe and Fadzai!

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Waso Windy


Samburu Tuesday

Yesterday we had grand plans to start working on a shade structure for Unity village but as Brett says, we got “Archer’d” – we ran around looking for keys to unlock supplies from where they were kept overnight, couldn’t find certain essential materials for building and had paint brushed torn from our hands by small children who painted their classrooms while we just watched.                

We were reprieved Monday afternoon when we took a mzungu (any person who is not African) day and visited the pool in a lodge in the Samburu National Reserve. We never thought we’d be so happy to see concrete and spent a blissful afternoon splashing in the pool, drinking fruit drinks and throwing rocks at cheeky monkeys that tried to steal our food. We even sat in the hot tub because we got a little chilly. We also got to see elephants frolicking in the river and ENORMOUS crocodiles that crawled up onto the beach below a viewing deck to stare ominously at our group. I think they wanted some snacks.

                Last night two young boys from Umoja village who have been hanging out with our group finally got to come spend a night at our camp in Kalama. Bob and Teku seemed to be amazed by the campfire songs that Mark and Bo played and wondered why we all got in a circle for a massive group hug. They have found a special place in our hearts through their enormous smiles that literally light up the night. We even saw a lightening bug last night!

                This morning held more promise for helping the villages. We learned how to dig holes in soil that consisted of rocks and a little bit of sand with pangas (machetes) and cups. Seriously. They were way better than the shovels in this arid land. We ended up digging all 12 holes and tomorrow we’ll fill them with cement and posts for the frame of the shade structure. We also saw camels and baboons today which was pretty exciting.  Some of us also painted another classroom at Lorubae Primary School and others helped on the first day of the nursery school reading Dr. Seuss to small children. We’re really excited to be able to help the villages in some small ways and each day we grow closer with the women and children of the villages.

                Yesterday and today was the beginning of the goodbyes as Isaya, Francis and Andrew, our loving and kind Samburu friends headed back to report for the first day of Secondary School. It’s incredible that in 8 short days we had formed such strong relationships with these young men.

                This afternoon we’ll do our laundry by hand using two small basins and all-purpose soap. Never again will we take washing machines for granted after washing all our clothes in the flippin’ HOT sun and hanging them on spiky acacia trees to dry. We will head down to Umoja village to do some beading in the shade  and laugh with the women. We can hardly believe we only have 3 days left in Kenya and only 2 in Samburu. We’re excited to see our friends and families again but know that these people and this place will be in our hearts forever. Lots of love to you all! Thanks for reading!

 

RIVERAS AND LANGOWSKIS!!! I hope you all are doing fabulous and I miss you tons. I wish I could shrink you all down and put you in my pocket so you all could share this unbelievably amazing experience with me. I can tell you right now I am coming back to Africa! Haha! Anyways I love you so much and I hope you have a wonderful rest of the week and I am so EXCITED to see you again. P.S. We’re probably going to go get some steak after you pick me up, just giving you a heads up.                 Love, Cori xoxo

Hi Spencer, Mom and Da! Thanks for your comments. I miss you all so much and wish you could be here to share this place. Spencer, thanks for writing, I’m so happy you’re loving Jackson (hi Joshie and Matt!), can’t wait to hear about the board, the snow and everything else. Lots of love, see you soon! Love, Karina

Hi Tanya! I love you and miss you like crazy! I hope all is well with the girls and your studying, and that time is going fast. I cannot wait to see you and could really go for some of your homemade pie right now. Hi Mom, Dad and family! I hope fishing was great and you are all staying warm. I know I am! Cant wait to talk to you all. Love you and miss everyone! -Kyle

Monday, January 7, 2013

Quick update today

Hi all!
A very quick blog update tonight. It's 6:40pm, the sun is almost down, and we have a bowl full of lentils to get to at our campsite which is about 6-7 miles north.  We're all fine, and had a great afternoon at the pool of a nearby tourist lodge. In the last two days, it's like the hot season has really taken over! All is well -- above is Brett, Wes and Kristen, and then two local kids that hang around alot, Bob and Teku.

more tomorrow!

Brett

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Two photos


This is from our forum with Samburu Youth Education Fund scholarship recipients yesterday. Below is one of the outcomes of our light write the other night.


Kerewa Ldama (It's HOT)


Sunday, January 06, 2013

We are sitting under the shade structure trying to avoid the blistering heat that has crept upon this afternoon. A small group of us are relaxing and enjoying a little down time while the rest of the group are in Umoja beading with the women and children. This morning, Wes, Karina, Nicole, Courtney, Kristin, Karen, Isaya, Dominic, Robert, and Henry traveled up the Kalama Ridge for a hike. The sun was hot, but getting to the top of the ridge and looking down at the beautiful landscape made the journey completely worth it. Dominic has a mind full of knowledge and explained many different plants to us during the hike. Karina drew pictures of the plants and flowers while Nicole took pictures on her camera so that the group can remember what the uses and remedies are for each plant. Fadzai, Logan, and Cori went to the local Catholic Church with Apin this morning, and it was a new experience that they valued very much even though they couldn’t understand anything that was said because it was spoken in Swahili. Even though they were the only Mzungus (otherwise known as white or foreign person) in the church, they were welcomed with open hearts from the natives. The rest of the group went on a morning game drive through Samburu National Reserve and miraculously saw a leopard sitting in the tree about 30 yards away! Seeing leopards, lions, and cheetahs are very uncommon but they got lucky this morning. During each game drive that we take, we bring along about four of the Samburu children because they rarely get the opportunity to see the wildlife in the Reserve. The children sing songs and try to teach us on the way there and back and it is amazing to watch the children respond when they see the animals, some for the first time. As the group takes more game drives, we have been able to step away from our cameras and taking pictures, and enjoy the experience for what it really is. The reserve is a beautiful place, and seeing the animals in their home environment is almost unexplainable.

Tomorrow and Tuesday begin the journey for the Secondary Students heading back to school, and we are sad to have to say goodbye to them. The students have helped make our trip the most that it can be and they have truly made us feel like we are family and friends that they have known forever. We wish them luck with their travels across Kenya, and we know they will do great things with the education they are receiving.

As the days go on, we miss everyone from home more and more, but this journey has been more valuable than any of us could ask for. We have a short five days left in Kenya, and we are going to use every minute of the time left to take away as much as we can from this amazing place. We have many activities planned for the rest of the trip including teaching in one of the schools since they start back tomorrow, hiking Ololokwe, building a shade structure for Unity Village, going to a lodge in Samburu National Reserve to be tourists and swim, and continue making bonds with the women and children from the villages.

From Wes: Happy birthday Ivy!!!!! I hope twenty feels great and I love you! Talk with you when I get home.

We hope everyone from home is doing well, we send our love.


Saturday, January 5, 2013

Quick post from co-leader Brett


Hi parents, friends and loved ones of our participants,

Brett here, the co-leader of the trip. We’re about two-thirds of the way through our trip, and thought I would post a short blog to give you my perspective of how things are going along. Right now about one-third of our group is on a ridge hike with one of our local partners, another third are on a game drive with our driver, and a few are attending a local church service. Admittedly, I saw the opportunity for a few hours of down time and took it!

The group is doing great. It’s a very high functioning collection of individuals who generally put the needs of the group before their own needs, and when you have that going on, it makes the role of myself and my co-leader (Karina) pretty darn easy.  My main responsibilities seem to be focused narrowly on making sure we have enough fresh pineapple and mangoes, and to ration our remaining few jars of peanut butter. The group is doing a fantastic job at watching out for the well-being and emotional needs of each other, leaving Karina and I to just keep an eye on that aspect of things. 

So, all is well here in Samburu.  I understand there’s a lot of snow in the mountains and some of us are a little jealous about that. But, we’re living a good life here during our time in Samburu!
It's been tough to upload photos; our interent connection comes from the cellular network via a small device that I plug into my laptop, similar to a flash drive. The bandwidth is pretty low. We keep trying to upload a few photos but it's been tough. We'll keep trying though!

Brett

Saturday in Kenya


Saturday in Kenya



                Friday afternoon we finished painting the classrooms at Lorubae School – continuing our new-found efficient way of painting using small children instead of brushes (just to clarify: we’re definitely joking about that) – and beading at Unity Village. Cori has a knack for drawing every child into her vicinity through silly children’s’ songs from home. Even the women are delighted with the ditties she sings. Last night Mary orchestrated a “light writing” photo session. We wrote in the air with lights while she captured our messages through super long exposures in the dark.  We wrote all sorts of messages from “Kenya!” to “Bob” and lit up the Safari Car in the darkness. Brett turned it into a dance party with ‘80’s tunes on his portable speakers. Epic.

Group leader clarification*:  not all songs were from the 80s. Sometimes I do manage to know something about music within the last 22 years.

Today’s events have been a nice change up from the normal morning activities. Every year before the secondary school students that are supported by the Samburu Youth Education Fund (SYEF) return to their boarding schools for the new school year, Brett meets with them to make sure their grades are good, their paperwork is in order and to generally check in. This year all the CSU students were interested in helping talk with the SYEF students to listen to their stories about secondary school to let donors know what their money is going toward and find out what they want to do after they finish school. As SYEF students arrived, we got in groups of 4 SYEF students and 2 CSU students. They told us what a typical day of school consists of (waking up at 4am and having 11 subjects, for example), their favorite subjects, and advice they offer to new incoming students.

                All the ideas were summarized in a drawing from Karina and showed the careers students wanted to pursue, their roots and the advice they offered. We’ll try to post it too! It was so incredible to hear that their priorities for getting an education were not self-centered; they all described their dreams of getting a good education in order to help their families and community. We wrapped things up with many speeches, some impromptu from both Kenyans and Coloradoans about the importance of education for men and women and being community leaders.

                This afternoon we look forward to a Kenyan football (soccer) match in town, the final Girls Conservation Club before they go back to school on Monday and another glorious sunset over Samburu. Each night we look forward to being exhausted by 8pm after long days filled with wonder, hard work and laughter.

PS. Spence, how’s the rockered snowboard? I miss you!

Fambam, comment, miss you! And friends, love you! mar



Friday, January 4, 2013

Guys take over the blog


the four guys on this trip are on blog duty. Here's their male-inspired insights....
 
Hello everyone! We all slept peacefully as the sounds of guitar and song lullabied the group to sleep from the campfire. It’s a beautiful (hot) day here in Umoja village on this Friday afternoon.  The best parts of the day are early in the morning and in the late afternoon when the climate is cool.  We joke with many of the Samburu about the cold in Colorado and how they find the relieving nights here intolerable.  Meanwhile the local Samburu disagreed as they bundled up around the morning campfire. 

Day by day our bonds with each other and the community here grow stronger and stronger.  This morning our group divided into a few different parts.  Fadzai and Karina took of group of girls from the Girls Conservation Club (GCC) on a game drive to Buffalo Springs National Reserve while Nicole, Courtney, and local Umoja boy Isiah took the rest of the GCC on a nature walk along the river.  The game drivers also brought along Matt, a member of our group who has been with us since Nairobi who is finishing his Ph.D.  They dropped him at an airstrip where he began his return journey to the states, we will miss his wonderful sense of humor.

The rest of the group headed to Lorubae Primary School to partner on a project of repainting classrooms.  We played and wrestled with the young ones of Unity village as we prepared to begin on the classrooms.  The children along with teachers and administrators all worked alongside the group to complete the project.  We found it most effective to roll the children in the paint and slide them across the walls.

Hope everything is well with everyone back in the States! We send our love from Umoja!

Brent, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you have a wonderful day. I can’t wait to celebrate with you when I get home! I will see you SOON! I love you. Meghan  

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Hot. It's gettin' hot.


Kenya. Thursday. What What.
We woke to the sweet, sweet chorus of birds squawking directly above our tents. Bo does the best impression of them, we’ll try to get a video and post it for you all.  Last night Logan and Cori were teaching Apin and Francis (two of the best Kenyans you will ever meet and recipients of SYEF scholarships) how to say “Parachuting in Massachusetts” because really it exploits their inability to pronunciate some of those letter combinations, and  they do the same with words like n'gnombe. A highlight from last night was teaching the guards who work for Kalama Conservancy (our camp location) how to make s’mores. Favorite quotes from their first reactions to a fresh s’more  were “This tastes like an air mattress” and “a snail”. These guys cook our breakfast and dinner, help keep wildlife out of our tents at night, and make sure there aren’t lions in the bush when we go down to the latrine to pee.

This morning we had our first serious crack at volunteer work. There is a nursery school at Umoja village that needed some serious cleaning up before school starts in a few days so we swept, took out the remnants of a previous paint job, and replaced the plastic bag “curtains” with real fabric to keep sun out of kids’ eyes in the classroom. We also worked on the shade structure Bo’s mother started and trimmed back the spiny acacia tree branches that were all over the place. We took the barbed wire off the top of the play structure in the playground and replaced it with non-barbed wire. We will attach a roof made of palm fronds we collected by the river and learned how to weave into sections of the roof.

The best part of the morning was that the SYEF students were asked to come to help out and then they came to share lunch with us. They helped us sew curtains, sweep, put the roof on the shade structure and showed us how to weave the roofing for the play structure. It was really fun to learn from them, talk with them and compare secondary school in the USA and Kenya. We are all looking forward to getting to know them more and hear their stories on Saturday, when all the scholarship recipients will come to take care of logistics before they go back to school and will tell stories about their experiences in secondary school.

Yesterday half the group got to hike the ridge behind our campsite with Dominic, the leader of our guards who does impeccable impressions of the wildlife and can start fires with pretty much nothing. He told the group about how when he was a morani (warrior) how he prepared goats and cows to eat in a cave. The other half taught girls from both villages about Colorado wildlife and played games to teach them the animals’ names and how bats use echolocation to navigate.

We’re having a blasty-blast and really enjoyed the comments from our family and friends. Keep ‘em coming, especially you, Mama (love, Karina). Hearing about the cold is refreshing in 95 degrees in the shade!

                Love to you all!

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Group photo!

At our campsite!
 


Interview with Sophia


 

Sophia: A Pioneer of Education in Samburu

 Mary Willson

 

“You must always remember you are privileged, the most privileged in the world,”

Sophia Lapuchirit was the first woman from Samburu, a north central part of Kenya to go to school.

            Pronounced Sophie, Sophia in the Samburu language means brown. Sophia has deep brown skin, and striking dark eyes. Wearing traditional necklace beading and a bright patterned headscarf, I talked with her under a thatched roof shade structure with the mid morning Kenyan sun beating down. She is bright and striking, just as her story is. She is an icon of empowerment and courage.

            Growing up in a middle class household in a college town, my parents both are educated. It has never crossed my mind not to go to college, which is the reality of most middle class Americans—school is life for at least the first 18 years. The magic of education seems lost in the pressure of it all, a stark reality in juxtaposition that was made starkly real as Sophia explained her story, which all started with a punishment, being sent to school.

            A catholic priest came to Samburu when Sophia was young, and offered to bring some children to school.

            “My mother said, ‘take this one, she doesn’t help out around the house, take Sophia,’ I was a rebel, and it was punishment,” her mom sending her away was the best gift her mother could have given her. “School was a better life. In the village we only ate one meal a day. Porridge mixed with milk. I was a skeleton, I was so thin. We used to starve, there was just not enough food.”

            Sophia’s father has four wives, with thirteen children between them all. Sophia was the only one to go to school. No one could have known that she would get a masters degree, work high level professional jobs, support her own family and give dozens of scholarships throughout her community. She is a flower rising out of the vast sub-Saharan ground. 

            “Secondary school was hard, my father wanted me to be married off,” Sophia explained. “I went through female genital mutilation, as every girl did.”

Female genital mutilation is illegal now, yet it is still practiced in pastoral communities. As Sophia is now 52 years old, there was no protection from the then-cultural norm.

 “It was very cruel, I have one daughter and I will make sure that will never happen to her. It is a culture; in the Samburu they were stopping girls from freedom. It is just oppression.”

            The catholic priest saved Sophia and took her back to school.  She could no longer go home after that, or she would be married off in an arranged marriage, made with “Bride Prices” of seven cows, tobacco and sugar.

             “The women are property, they have no rights after female genital mutilation. They are beaten by their husband, and they are not the only wife. It is total oppression.” Sophia explained.

Her community did not accept her changing the norm and fighting what she is normally expected to become, property and child bearer. “My uncle said I was brining bad luck to my family, I was just a taboo.”

            Sophia knew that education is key to change, so she got good grades throughout school. A district commissioner noticed this and was the second positive supporter for her education strife. 

“He said ‘the samburu girl is doing very very well, her parents can not pay for this,’” and the paid for Sophia to go to the University of Nairobi.

            The passion for education is visible in Sophia’s voice as she narrates her path to get to college. What makes Sophia amazing is obvious, yet the passion for something that is so taken granted of in the US is astounding. Having the passion for an education come strictly from the heart and not from any societal pressures for success is hard to relate to, as the passion that Sophia has to push her through so many hardships comes from a raw motivation to brighten her own future.

            “When I went to the university of Nairobi, it was heaven. I have never seen anything like it. The houses, the cars, the food, the freedom!”

            When Sophia went to the University of Nairobi, it was the first time she was in an atmosphere that supported her education.

            “The cultural freedom was like magic. In the village we put the hide of cow down and all sleep on it together. In the university I had my own room, and I bought myself a radio, I saw my first TV.”

            Sophia’s first time wearing pants was in secondary school, yet she was always expected to wear skirts and dresses. In Nairobi, was the first time she could wear jeans and tee shirts. Out of the 3,000 students at the university, only 20 were from pastoralist communities like her.

            She graduated with a bachelor in arts of economics and went on to be a district officer of the president.

            “That is when I started using my name to motivate girls to go to school. I become a breadwinner for my family. I finally made them proud of me then because I could provide. I even bought clothes for everyone I knew. I became a star in the village; they would say ‘did you hear about the job Sophia has in the city?!’ I am so so proud of the fact that I acquired an education in a community that doesn’t value education.”

            She was only 22 then, and was the talk of the town, a hero whom has overcome a life of struggles on an unimaginable scale in only her second decade of life.

            “I am very proud that god game me that opportunity.”

            After working, she went on to get her masters education in human resources, and was elected to be in the National Anti-Corruption Campaign Steering Committee.

            She then started sponsoring children to go to school themselves. She currently supports 18 students in secondary school, through an organization she started in Samburu, and her family individually.

            “I am bitter because I pay for my sisters kids to go to school because she never went to school and therefore cannot educate her own children.”

            Quality of life is a cycle that can only be broken through education.

            “I know how someone can have success but it is so overwhelming because I cannot help the reality. Even if I give them clothes today, who will give them clothes tomorrow?”

            Sophia has three kids of her own with a man she was married to through the University of Nairobi. “They tell others ‘my mother has a masters education and she comes from a small village, so I can get a masters education too.” They all are college graduates  now and in successful careers.  

            Sophia’s success is measurable on only an extreme scale of dedication and passion, yet her journey is far from finished. She is now trying to be elected in the Kenyan parliament to change the education situation on a larger scale.

            “It is hard because the Samburu do not respect girls, and will not elect them, yet politics is the only way to get money and therefore education. Politics move things, it is the way to create change.”

            The culture of Samburu is changing, as the power that education brings is being realized. Sophia is the pioneer of this. “There is not a day I do not lecture someone about education. I say ‘why do you not have your children to go to school, look at the opportunities!.’”  

            Next time I am weighing getting up for an early class or finishing that last essay, remembering that Sophia has dedicated her life for fighting for others to eventually get what the US is gifted makes the choice un-weighable.

            When I asked Sophia what she would tell someone in the US reading this is, as I do at the end of any interviews, she said the most profound closing statement that resonates powerfully. She reminded me how lucky I am to be writing this, how lucky you are to be able to read it, and how lucky we are all to have opportunities in front of us to become anything we want to be. We have power.

            “You are really lucky to be an American. You are lucky to go to school. You should always know you are privileged, the most privileged in the world. There are children here struggling to get one meal a day, and you do not have to struggle to get an education.”

             


Settling in the Samburu Groove


Wednesday, January 2nd
 

Things are in full swing here in Samburu (said in a british accent, as seems to come out constantly on this trip. Why? none of us know.)


 Hiking, girls’ conservation club ecology lessons, game drives, beading and playing with kids have been in full force, as Samburu life for the group has become comfortable and soaked in. Despite some hot afternoons, we are  enjoying the experience, and the growing relationships are growing within the group and with the Samburu people.

We passed around the computer, and the group members posted personal comments (note: some of our group members are beading with women right now and aren’t here to comment. They are fine!):

We traveled on a game drive yesterday and were joined on the road by two lions and many elephants through the drive. The last five days have flown by, but this experience has already been so amazing it is hard to put in words. I can’t wait to share these moments with you when I get home. I love and miss you all.-Kristin

 

Mom, Mal, and Dad, I hope San Fran was fun. Maddie, I hope you played well in Florida. And Brent, I hope you’re enjoying the snow in Steamboat. And hello to everyone else!  I love you all and miss you! Yesterday I was a few feet away from 2 lions and an elephant!! I’m having a wonderful time but I can’t wait to see you soon! –Meghan

 

Game drives, teaching math, making beads, these are a few of my favorite things…… A great time so far in Samburu. A world wind of long days make it feels like I have been here a week already. I know that by the end of the trip I will have felt like a have spent a lifetime here and spending a life time here would be one filled endless parades of smiles, laughs and compassionate embarrasses. I now know mom why your connection here is so strong, it is impossible not feel your soul warm with those here. More information to come with further blog messages.----Bo

 

Sopa! I hope everyone is doing well over there in the US! I am having such and awesome time and I cannot put into words how beautiful the people are here. They are so welcoming, loving and accepting towards us, their hospitality has been phenomenal. On another note, Grammy HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! I am sorry I can’t be there but I hope you have an amazing day and have Grandpa take you somewhere really good for your birthday. I miss and love you all so much I wish I could teleport you over here with me  but I cannot, so I hope you have a great rest of your week and I love you soooooo much!! –Cori

 

 Hello! Kenya is amazing! Everything is so much greener than I thought it was going to be and there are so many trees! The welcome we received from the Umoja and Unity villages was breathtaking. Everyone here is so friendly and you are instantly welcomed into the Samburu family. The children are all adorable and there is constantly songs being sung and games being played. I want to learn them all before I head home. I did see a dik-dik. J Yay! Oh, and Mom * I am doing just fine.  I love you all a ton! Kasham ntae! – Courtney

Habari ya mwaka mpya (Happy New Year) and sopa (hello) to all!  I hope our blog finds you all so swell. We are doing beyond great here, being sponges and taking in the Kenya and Samburu experience every day. I am not quite sure what we have all covered in the blog so far, but the days are sweet (like the air) and the sun never fails to remind us of its presence, but we are befriended by the shade often as we bead under the acacia trees with the women and children. Regardless, I am sure I can speak for all of us when we leave the days full of gratitude from the experiences we are sharing with the wonderful people here. The moon indeed has been full and is waning away heading towards another cycle and I hope you all feel my hugs headed your way. We wake up and we do our best, see you all eventually! Love, Colie

I knew it would be so wonderful to come back and see the women and children of Samburu, but I never imagined how incredibly welcome I would feel. Enormous smiles and minute-long hugs from my nganache (sisters) and lalache (brothers) and yeyos (mothers) made my heart sing. Yesterday we went on an afternoon game drive with kids from Unity village and saw two, TWO lionesses walking right past us on the road! Then some elephants got so close to the safari car I couldn’t believe it. Mom, Da and Spencer I love you all! ~Peace love happiness, Karina

Hello Everybody! Everything in Kenya has been amazing so far; The first evening spent outside of  Nairobi gave us all a much needed nights rest and the six hour drive the next morning to Umoja and Unity villages was an eye opening experience. Throughout the last few days in Samburu the hospitality we have been met with is overwhelming and I have never seen so many people with smiles on their faces. Every time we get to one of the villages we are all mobbed by smiling laughing kids wanting to hold your hands and talk. I don’t think I will ever get tired of that. I got to go on a game drive the other day and saw giraffes, elephants, crocodiles, and countless other animals. It was incredible to see these animals first hand and I can’t wait to show all the photos to everyone! Peace out, Mark

HI Everyone! I am having a phenomenal experience here in the Samburu area.  It is truly impossible to translate for you what I have experienced thus far in Kenya.  I have only been here for a few days but it feels like weeks.  The people are unbelievable.  They radiate happiness, positivity and warmth as well as strength.  So far in our time here we have been  with the women and children of the two women’s villages Unity and Umoja, making beaded jewelry and building relationships, we have been on game drives and seen unimaginable wildlife, visited primary schools where we will assist by painting classrooms, and tons more.  Can’t wait to share with you all when I get back home! Also it’s pretty crazy to think that you are all asleep while it’s mid-afternoon here.  Lots of love from Kenya, Wes

Happy New Year from Kenya! As the theme seems to persist, it is very hard to fully describe what it means to be here. So far this has been such a wonderful experience that it really is still hard to comprehend. The plane flights went faster than expected and everything has been extremely smooth. I feel so very blessed to have this opportunity to be here and learn and expand on my perspective of this world. The community here is just that: a community. Everyone is welcoming beyond belief and it is fun to be around so many happy and joyful people. I do have to say that teaching children math is much harder than I thought. I have so much more respect for my first grade teacher and all nannies out there who work so hard to teach little kids. I cannot wait to show you all pictures and stories, as so many have already been made. Oh, and the sunsets are unbelievable. I hear Elton John singing every time. I love and miss all of you and everyone that has helped me make this trip possible. I am so very thankful. Love you Tanya, Mom, Dad, Siennah, Jordan, Katrina and all family! Kyle

There is a lot of growing happening on the trip, as the value of education, resources, and opportunities felt in my life is humbling. My passion for culture and experience is being fed well, and I am grateful to be able to experience such diverse ways of life and I am excited to bring the positivity I feel here back to my daily life back home. Missing the fort, yet loving Samburu experience and the goofy time spent with group members. Dad—saw some cook stoves in Archers Post and found myself checking them out. Brett says they have brought some into the villages, yet they do not seem to be in use. Some tuk-tuks here too. Miss you all fam and friends, Mar.


Hey yall!! HAPPY NEW YEARRRRR!!!! I hope you guys spent the new year with bottles of rum (not you mom because you were at work lol) I’m pretty sure you guys miss me as much as I miss you. I’m having an amazing time here in Samburu. This village is amazing. It reminds me so much of kumusha. The women and children are so friendly. I have sooo much to tell you about what I’ve been through. If I tell you guys half the things that I’ve done, you wouldn’t even believe me because you wouldn’t think I would do something like that. But the new experiences that I’m getting here are amazing. So the first night we got here I was exhausted. The plane ride was sooooo freaking long and tiring. I got sick on the plane a couple of times but I was better the next day. We stayed in Nairobi for the night and then headed up to Samburu the next morning. Every day I have to wake up super early. It’s crazy!! Knowing how lazy I am, I’m surprised I’m actually doing it. That drive from Nairobi was about 6 hours long (YIKES!) but we got here safely. Next, we headed to the villages and that is when the REAL fun started. We were “serenated” by the women when we arrived. They stood in lines and sang and danced around us. It was amazing. I don’t even want to get started on the children. Mom, don’t be surprised if I come home with a little African baby because I might just have to take one of them LOL they are just so cute and amazing. We spend most of our days in their village which is just like kumusha and we help them bead jewelry, play games with the kids, and talk to the women of the village. We went on a safari ride yesterday which was AWESOMEEEEE!!! Guess how close I got to an elephant? Mom when I tell you this, you’re probably going to freak out because I told you I was going to get as close as I can…But I’m still alive so the must like me J The pictures I took of the animals are tight! Like, they can probably be framed for the living room. (Thanx for the camera again mom) Guess where I’m staying? Oh my goshhhh I have stories to tell you about it. I’m camping…. Like actual chirungu CAMPINGGG! I’m sleeping in a tent outside and everything. It’s making kumusha huts look like the Hilton right now. It’s funny how I went from sleeping at a resort to sleeping outside in a tent in two days haha that’s funny. I MISS YOU GUYS!!! Mom I love you and I miss you. I hope work is going good and you’re taking it easy. PLEASE make sure you cook me sooo much chicken when I come home. I haven’t had chicken the whole time I’ve been here and you already know I’m losing my mind. I want you to cook every type of chicken: chicken stew, fried chicken, chicken wings, AND chicken curry. I want it ALL!! We haven’t had the chance to eat goat meat yet but I hope we get to because I could use some good old fashion African goat meat. Tell Maiguru, Jackie and Gari I said hello. Hopefully they’re reading this too. Jackie my love: how are you? What have you guys been up to over there? I’m sad you’re leaving before I see you. Gari: what’s up brother man! How’s the new job? (Finally you have a job) At least you can start buying me birthday presents now and stop mooching off of mom and taking all of our money J SARON!!! How are you boo?? I kind of miss you…kind of…its whatever man. I know you’re over there thinking about me ;) please tell me you’ve changed because it’s a new year, new me, you know how it is!! Tell soul I said hello L Lmao just kidding don’t do that….new year, new me. WAHHH!!! I miss Honey. Go over there and see how she’s doing. Put a tweet about me and let people know what’s up BIZNAYEEEZEEEE!!! So anywayssss…. The fruit here is amazing! I’m saying that because I’m eating a passion fruit right now. Mom I wish I could bring you back a mango because they are probably the best mangos in the WORLD! I can’t wait to talk to you guys. This isn’t the last time that I’ll be writing you guys but it’s the first time I got to say something special to yall so that’s why it’s so long LOL I’ll talk to you guys soon! Keep checking in to make sure I haven’t been attacked by a hyena yet. LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!

-FADZAI MASAWI <3

Sopa (Hello)!! I was beading in Umoja earlier so I think I am one of the last to add to the blog. I am absolutely having best time of my life in Samburu. The women and kids here are the happiest people I have ever met, and everyone is so welcoming and kind. It takes some time, some blank stares, and quite a bit of confusion, but I am able to communicate sufficiently with everyone here. The camp is wonderful! The guards actually cook for us and take care of the dishes and the fire, so it is probably the easiest camping I’ve done (no need for extra security, Dad). The kids here are the best, I love them so much. Yesterday we went on a game drive with some of the kids which was awesome and most of the kids in the village have never been able to go on safaris even though they live right next to the park. I held Janet the whole time and we saw everything except for lions. Giraffes are still the coolest animals in the world. I’ve been to Umoja and/or Unity every day and I plan to go every single day of the trip. Today in the village I made a beaded coaster with one of the women, sang a song that had something to do with a goat, learned to count to 5 in Samburu, and crossed my eyes at the kids which none of the kids or women had ever seen before- so I had to do it about 30 more times. To Mom and Dad- I am very safe at all times, the water is treated, the people are wonderful, I’m not sick or sunburned or getting eaten by bugs, I’m taking my malaria pills, and everything else that you are so worried about is also fine. Tell Izzy I say Hi. I LOVE YOU!!!- Logan

Hi everyone!!

Several people asked what the camp site will be like, so I will start with that.  We are in the middle of the reserve in a series of tents.  We are accompanied by several Samburu men who serve as cooks latrine builders, drivers,  guards, and if you are open to it, story-tellers and companions.   The guards are there to protect us primarily from the animals.  We are asked to have one of them accompany us to the latrine after dark.  The most akward part of this is when the man with the riffle and large flashlight asks “may I assist you.”  Ah, no.  I got this one.  Thanks.   Our activities during the day have included game drives, making bracelets, playing hand games with the children, and chatting/singing with the women on the women’s collective.  So far I have learned why the elephant and the women no longer live together, that wart hogs have no memory, how to count to twenty (er, still working on that), how to make a small bracelet—put in your requests for colors;  and lots of new songs and hand games.  Hope everyone is well.  Love, Karen    

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Happy New Year!


And on January 1, the dry hot season returned.  This is Brett, co-leader of this trip.  Our students are too busy, too tired or too dang hot to blog, so the duty is up to me today.  Since our location is pretty close to the equator (about 70 miles north), the seasons here are marked more by wet/dry than they are by dramatic temperature fluctuations.  October to December, give or take, is a wet season and therefor the temperatures are a bit more mild.  But those days are quickly giving way to the dry season from January through March, and that means hot. It’s not just the temperature; this close to the equator means more intensity, more ultra violet. So from about 12-3pm each day, we take it easy. We play cards, make beaded jewelry items under an acacia tree with our hosts from the women’s village, and make periodic trips to the spigot to dunk our heads under water.

Yesterday was primarily an orientation day to this place. We visited women’s villages, a local primary school, the town center, and about half of the group went on a wildlife drive (e.g., game drive) in Samburu National Reserve and saw elephants, zebras, giraffe, baboons, wart hogs, impalas, gazelles, dik diks (yes, that’s an actual name of an animal here!), and much more.  Overall, it was a day spent setting the stage for our experiences yet to come, to give everyone a chance to get their bearings – geographically and culturally. 

This is our sixth trip with students from CSU. During our preparation meetings in the six weeks leading up to the trip, I tell the group that our mornings will typically start by 7-7:30pm and any one of them will find it hard to stay awake after 10 or 11pm. Without fail, they didn’t believe it would be true. And without fail, last night on New Years Eve, the last of us went to bed at 10:30. We couldn’t fight it anymore. 

Today, New Years Day, started with another group going on a game drive. We bring kids from the local community with us on those drives. Most of these kids ironically never visit the national reserve that is literally across the river from their villages. It’s not a place that can be explored on foot (too many predators!), and very few people around here have vehicles. So, in exchange for bringing local kids with us – which helps lay the groundwork for future community support of the park’s management – they give us a really, really good deal on the entry fees.

We also scoped out our projects for later this week, which include finishing construction of a shade structure for the preschool up the road which gives the kids a place to eat lunch, and we also plan to paint some classrooms and just do some overall upkeep and cleaning up of the school and its grounds.

Our service is done in partnership with people from the community. I believe it’s important for our students and the community members that our visit is not perceived as us here to save any one; that model of the westerners swooping in to save the day can be more damaging than helpful in the long run. So, we have discussions with the community ahead of time about their priorities and desires, and how can they contribute to the work we are asked to do.  I was here in November for some other work, and was able to have those conversations to help set our service agenda.   We begin this service on Thursday in partnership with 32 youth who receive secondary school scholarships from a non-profit that we started a few years ago: the Samburu Youth Education Fund.  Long story short, secondary school is not free in Kenya, and the costs start around $400 annually and go up from there depending on the quality of the school. Well, for most of northern Kenya where the name of the game is subsistence, that cost is prohibitively high. People here work hard, but it’s a part of the world where hard work doesn’t translate into high income. For poverty to end its cycle, education is hugely important. This is a place that has been very good to me over the years, so SYEF was a way to pay it forward and do something to support our fellow humans.   

We’re eating just fine. In fact, we’re eating well. It’s high season for pineapple and mangoes in Kenya, so those are available in abundance in addition to bananas, passion fruit, oranges, papaya and more.  Our staples are typically rice and potatoes, and our protein is coming from lentils and eggs. 

That’s the news from Samburu on January 1. Happy new year to all of you!