Day five - it's hard to know where to start on a day like today.Tomorrow we are off to the safari. I have never been on safari before so I'm really looking forward to it. Have a great weekend, I'll be back on tomorrow evening.
I apologise that this blog was slightly longer than the rest but there was so much to share. If it seems a little self righteous, again I apologise but I have just got my thoughts down on paper (well iPad but you know what I mean).
Back at the accommodation, we have just had dinner and are discussing our day and week at the school. I'm being rude by sitting writing this instead of joining in the conversation but I wanted to get everything down whilst it was still fresh.
Saying goodbye to the children was hard. It took us a long time and plenty of hugs, cuddles and hi-fives before we got on the van. As we left, the children chased the van down the street. It was a lovely sight and memory to leave on.
As you can tell Alan and myself have got a bit of a bromance going on. The guys have all noticed it on the trip and we have exchanged email addresses. We will definitely keep in touch and it hopefully won't be the last time I see him at Mama Kerry either.
A story that Darren told me earlier I have to share with you. Darren bought teacher Alan a Lucozade at the shop when he accompanied him to buy the biscuits. Alan took one sip of his drink but then saw a street child so handed over his drink to the kid. What an unbelievably selfless act.
I gave all my Wycombe kit away to Alan, one of the volunteer teachers, and I wanted to share my belongings with him. The other guys shared their stuff with our builders Steve and Alan.
Before we left we wanted to make sure we had a last look at the work we had done during the week. We have managed to "plaster" all four walls of one room, concrete the floor and also plaster the outside walls. The other guys at our project built up another room using mud balls made up literally by mud and water that then dries in the sun before the plastering with cement can begin.
It's hard to comprehend the fact that Pastor William gave us certificates of thanks. Here is a man who has devoted his life to taking 150 children out of the slums and into a school where they live by the word of God and maintain a positive outlook on life. In a society where they have next to no opportunities in life, he is educating them and teaching them the highest morals.
We then presented Pastor William and his grandson and fellow teacher Alan with Wycombe shirts from last season. I was even asked to make a speech. It was hard to find the words to describe my feelings but I tried to convey them as best I could.
I'm convinced there is a West-End performer inside Matt Cecil itching to get out. He was in his element. Maybe we can get a tune out of our mic man next season! And yes unfortunately there is video footage...
We had even prepared a little performance of our own to show our appreciation and we took to the stage after the kids had finished. Led by our very own Jason Donovan (Matt Cecil) and Philip Schofield (Darren), they belted out 'Any Dream Will Do' from the Joseph and his Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat musical. They were ably backed up by backing singers Matt Sadler, Ben Campbell and myself.
It was better than we had remembered and everyone joined in the song and dance of their signature piece.
Next was the bit we have been waiting all week for. Monday morning during our welcoming ceremony the children performed a medley of their school songs for us led by the incredibly talented eight year-old Emily. We were told then that there would be a repeat today and we couldn't wait.
All the children seemed to enjoy their meal and we had some as well. It was absolutely delicious. The food they cook over here is so clean, all natural locally grown ingredients. We can learn so much from the way they live their lives over here.
I even caught them out talking about me at one point. I heard 'Mzungu' (Swahili meaning for 'white foreigner') and as I looked up they all started laughing. I never did find out what they were saying but I expect they were just making fun of my rolling!
I washed my hands and sat down. They mixed the flour we bought with salt and water to make a dough and my job was to roll out chapattis and put them on a coal fuelled hot plate. It was quality and another experience to add to my week.
Becci was helping the ladies to cook the food and I really wanted to see how they were making the lunch so I decided to offer my services. The look of shock on their faces really epitomised just how male-dominated society is over here.
We then headed down to the current school. When we got there it was clear that lunch was running late so Darren went and bought some biscuits to give to the kids. Considering the kids were so disciplined and organised when lining up for dinner this was slightly different. It was clear how excited they were at being given a biscuit each.
Next was up to the project to get as much work done as possible before lunch and the leaving ceremony. We had done more work than they expected us to do and had run out of cement. We all chipped in and Matt Cecil and I went into town to buy some more so we could keep working. It was delivered on the back of a bicycle. Brilliant.
There were wooden market stalls selling all the traditional stuff along both sides of the main street with sewage running along the middle of the street and animals roaming around looking for food to eat. Dogs, goats, cows and chickens wander around amongst market sellers and customers, although I didn't exactly see much buying going on.
The cooks at the school took us to the market to buy some rice, potatoes, meat, carrots and some other vegetables. The market was a crazy place, I must admit that it was the first time I felt slightly vulnerable.
It was our last day in the school so we told them we would buy the food and help cook their lunch. We also bought them some biscuits and sweets as a special treat.
I'm sorry if these blogs have been a little emotional but it's the way our group are feeling about our trip. Just when I thought that the days couldn't get any better or fulfilling, today topped the lot.