We arrived to a very large walled-in area with buldings and large shade-trees and kids/teens everywhere, Ali took out markers and paper right away and the little ones flocked over. Steve and I were a little unsure what to do or where to start so we talked with the director, Rama, for a little bit. He's pretty much the dad around there. Eventually we had Rama round up the kids and said whoever helps us clean up trash (it was literally everywhere) we would give them a gift. So we passed out black garbage bags and set to work.
We were thankful to the ones who participated and hopeful that maybe this would be a tiny step in the right direction for them to take some pride in their current home... it was mostly older boys but several children as well :) I encouraged them to wash their hands with the soap we brought afterward then had them come over to our suitcases we brought along packed with beanie baby bears and a bag full of colorful bracelets with christian phrases on them. What was meant for the helpers obviously ended up going to everyone and because of the language barrier and lack of know-how in that particular mobbing situation (lol) we just went with it :) Eventually everyone had a bear and bracelet (for the older boys that helped I was worried they'd feel jipped at the gift options, but Steve reminded me that he had given them a brand new soccer ball with the gospel message in swahili printed all over it so I felt pretty good about that trade-off. Hope they did 2.)
One shocking thing about Kurasini is that there were actually 2 BABIES there!!! I was not made aware of this so was totally unprepared (I was told the kids ranged from 4-18... they didn't say anything about the 'kids's children!!!) One mother is 16 and one I believe is 18, the baby girls are 7 & 8 months. One of them was crawling around the floor in here with all the kids clammering to receive a gift Steve showed mercy and rescued one from the impending kick in the head from all the commotion... and YES I was VERY jealous that he got to hold a baby in africa before me! I actually never had a chance to hold either of the babies and I have no idea how that's even possible but he said i will probably hold more babies than him before our trip is done after we get to the baby orphanage :)
That night we walked all the way to a pharmacy and grocery store to get bread, hot dogs, ketchup, and pringles to have for supper (yes we're americans!) so the food really hasn't been a problem so far - Dar is actually quite 'westernized' and we often feel like we're in LA or New York or something until we notice how we're the ONLY white ppl around and then look over and notice a cement block house with a tin roof surrounded by chickens.... oh yeah we're in Africa! :) We slept VERY well that night!
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Sunday morning we were picked up by Ali and Winston and their driver friend Abeydi to head over to The Ocean Church in Dar which is actually in a movie theatre! It was pretty cool with an american pastor (who actually calls minnesota home right now and has been to the church I went to youth group at in high school in brandon, sd!!!!!!!!) It was all in English with several white missionary families but mostly tanzanians :) We both really enjoyed it and had a nice chat with the pastor afterwards :) Right after we were dismissed from church we experienced our first power outtage! Welcome to Africa!
After church we went with Ika (a friend of Ali and Winston's) in her car to Subway for lunch (we are truly suffering here...) and then to Kurasini (can't even express how much more comfortable this drive was! haha). Today has been my favorite so far, the moment we got there kids ran up to us as we were now familiar faces and one of the little ones, Zawadi (means 'gift' in swahili) immediately decided that I must hold her constantly! If I set her down she would want right back up, but really... why would I want to set her down?! I'm told she used to hit a lot and was quite violent until Ali, Winstone, & others started visiting every weekend :) she still tries sometimes but was so funny and sweet it's hard to imagine her old self.
Today was a lot more relaxed, we had more craft items (construction paper, styrofoam stickers, crayons..) and we blew up balloons for some of the younger ones to play with... I questioned taking them out because I knew once they popped they'd just sit on the ground and didn't want the babies to eat them... but honestly if you had seen what was lying everywhere you would know this was the least of worries unfortunately... These children are so precious, after only 1 day many of them completely accepted us.... which actually made me sad because I knew we would have to say good-bye so very soon :'( Another little one that decided to befriend me was Amisi (Ah-mee-see) who wanted me to carry him everywhere and would be upset if I tried to put him down... but just keep in mind, Amisi is not a small 2 or 3 year old... he is 7. I also want you to know that even though I've never been so sore or tired... I've never been so happy and full of love aside from getting married and having my own child... we can't get enough of this...
I must say my perspective on adopting an older child has completely changed after this experience because in all honesty I would've opted to have them both adopted and brought home with us if that was an option... they were so precious and obviously desiring a family to call their own. I held Zawadi and Amisi a lot today, Amisi even fell asleep in my lap for awhile as I scratched his back and prayed over him, and my eyes just welled up with tears as I realized it was time to say good bye... I hope to meet them again, but they will always be in my heart and prayers. It was an honor to be their momma for a day.
