First of all, I think you should know what happened to my
flights just to see how happy I am that I did not throw in the towel right then
and there. Due to my lack of preparation and experience and my flight booking
agency’s negligence, I was denied my first layover flight to Chicago from
Vancouver. I was already packed up, said my goodbyes, and excited to see what’s
in store for me in Nairobi when the man at the check-in booth asked for my US
visa. Dumbfounded, I simply asked him why and what for. Turns out, you needed
to have a visa even though you didn’t step foot outside their airport.
At this point, I was already so exhausted and angry at the
unforeseen turn of events. I tried to talk to anyone at the airport who could
help me; I also called my booking agency and (angrily) asked them to fix this
issue but to no avail – I went home defeated.
After hours and hours (no, I’m not exaggerating) of googling
things, I managed to find a way to go to Kenya. The only problem was that it
required me to put out more funds than I wanted to. I was in a tough spot:
should I stay in Canada because I can’t commit to it financially? Or should I
go because I was so ready for it already? In the end, with the help of people
that are dear to me, I bought the new ticket and crossed my fingers, hoping
that the experience would be worth it.
Fast forward to the first teaching day! I was a little
apprehensive going into the classroom and meeting our participants. What if
they don’t like me? What if they’re not friendly? What if they don’t respond to
our program in a positive way? What if I don’t do a good job of explaining
things?
I came in my first day of class (technically the second day
for the rest of the team) expecting a bunch of shy and reserved people who
needed to be in a life or death situation before they even uttered a word
during class. To my surprise, it was completely the opposite! The participants
were so engaged and active during class discussions, they joked around with
each other and even included us wazungu, and
some were even open enough to tell me their life stories.Even if I came from a
third world country as well, I can’t even fathom how much most of them have
been through at a very young age. Just knowing that they still chose to be part
of our SE 101 family despite those hardships they are facing makes me very
proud and grateful for their effort and sacrifice.
Not long after, I managed to warm up towards our
participants. They’ve been so friendly and welcoming that I can’t help but feel
wanted and appreciated. I’ve become fond of most of the students. A few of them
have personally Facebook messaged me and some of them have texted me; they
simply thanked me and our team for doing what we putting so much time and
effort into the program.
Most of the students we have were around our age group (18 –
23 years old) with a few exceptions such as Cyrus who is in either his late
twenties or early thirties. I’d say about 80% of the class were males: you have
oldie Cyrus, Will.i.am look-alike Eric, “Thank you for the opportunity” Evans,
keener Antony, David with the sexy hair, Onesmus and his hand gestures, overly
enthusiastic Francis, respectable Danny, fitness guy Wilson, John the buff guy,
quiet Faruk, serious Giddy, big shot Lameck, and Joseph who was hardly ever
around.
Then for the female population in our class, you have bubbly
“Jessy” Jacinta, ex-rugby player Judy, soft-spoken Jacky, “Thursday” Rachel,
shy Hellen, and Wangeci who was very intelligent but was hardly ever around
like Joseph.
Teaching and promoting social entrepreneurship in Kenya has
always been the number one priority; however, the best part about this whole
experience was getting to know the people. I’ve always been an avid listener
and disliked talking about myself so hearing all about their life stories,
Samuel and Daniel’s charity work, the Ghetto Foundation’s history, and simply
just hanging out and talking with Luke and Mercy (the Strathmore students) and
our very lovable drivers (Joe, Fred, Val, and Dennis) has just been amazing so far.
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