For those of us in the US, today is Long Weekend Blues. It’s the day after Labor Day and the last glorious weekend before beaches close, barbeque grills go back in storage and everyone got a little too frisky with friends like “Captain,” “Morgan” and “Rum.”
What this all translates to is: I’m not ready for the week; check back tomorrow for a new post:D. In the meantime, take a gander at the new Facebook page for the orphanage I volunteered at in Tanzania. Check out what life is like for 24 kids who like me, regardless of today, stay hopeful about tomorrow.
In lieu of the tragic events of Tuesday’s earthquake and soon to be catastrophic effects of Hurricane Irene, I’ve decided to write a more positive post in the hopes that all New Yorkers can rise above the possible cancellation of Dave Matthews Band on Governors Island this weekend.
Many people have asked me what the food was like while I was traveling through Kenya and Tanzania. I’ll be honest, food in East Africa is not always the stuff culinary dreams are made of. It didn’t stop me from gaining weight though. Here are my picks of the bunch.
It’s 1:20am and my laptop tells me I have only 31% battery left until it quells over from alkaline starvation. So the race to cover over three month’s worth of ground begins.
Let’s start with the basics: I have been volunteering at an orphanage/ school in Arusha, Tanzania. In the morning I teach math and English; in the afternoon I spend time with the kids.
Many of them face challenges blotched by ugly numbers:
– Many are Nearly 1 million kids in Tanzania are orphaned by families affected by HIV
– Kids in the slums of Arusha live on less than $1 a day
Many of the kids are a part of these statistics but none are consumed by them. They all have different stories but one commonality ties them together: resilience.