Some days public health facts piss me off. I'm typing a paper that starts with
Every 15 seconds a child dies from a water-related disease.
That's 20 jumbo jets of children dying every day, or more than 2 million child deaths a year.I have a headache from grinding my teeth. My cuticles are bleeding.
To get my mind off dead and dying children, I walked around the neighborhood. Then I came home and started looking through photos from last weekend when Bethany (roommate) and Adina (Swiss friend) and I went to a rural village with 10 Kenyan friends to paint chalkboards in a pre-school.
I'll let the pictures tell the story.
Drive to the village with Adina.

Adina and I making faces:

The newly-built school where we painted chalkboards:

The old school:

Interior of the old school:

Chalkboard in the old school:

Interior of the new school:

Painting a chalkboard:

Looked to my right and noticed some onlookers:

Curious onlookers as seen from outside:

Me and curious onlooker who taught me Luo words for snake and corn and school:

Adina painting a mural inside the school:

Painting a mural outside the school:

Friends:

Interior of a nearby school (Frank Lloyd Wright inspired windows!):

The finished product:

Makes the statistics of public health seem somehow more manageable.
Shannon
2 comments:
St Paul's Kanyakwar Primary School (where I studied) situate at the junction on the Kisumu-kakamega road, that junction (roughly a kilometre or less from kondele market)where one road heads to Mamboleo show ground and the other to the Holy Ghost Coptic church onto Kiboswa...and Kakamega. It (the school) might need a facelift too, I think. It isn't as decrepit as the one in the photos though. Back then, to be specific, in class 3(Klas adek in luo) we would start our classes at 10.30am since there wasn't enough space. But the worst was the distance (and the roughness of it) from the homestead to the school added to the fact that many times, before eventually some villager would buy donkeys, we would rise to go fetch water far far away at a place called 'meya'.
Your great Grandmother taught school in a rural midwest American one room school house similar in size. Hopefully, through sustained work and support the Kisumu school system will continue to grow and improve, providing quality education for all learners.
Hugs,
AP
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