So here we are again in O’Hare airport waiting to return to Kenya. Deja’vu and such.
As I sit here I consider what it is waiting for me this time in Kenya; I know what to expect in many aspects (I have friends, the infamous Wilson, the Priests) but now at a time in my life when most people are almost halfway done with their schooling I am about to begin.
I’m excited to have a normal college experience but I’m also interested on an anthropological level about what the difference between an African school and American school will be.
I want all the parties and the great loves and the great disappointments that come with the experience but of course, being the Laura Croft wannabe I am, I want to have my own adventure. Something wild and crazy and that others will be jealous of.
So now I think there are going to be some changes to the blog. Knowing what I know now I think the blog will be less about discovery. As my loyal readers know I disregarded self discovery as a goal during my last trip, remember the puzzle piece metaphor, and I already understand a lot about African culture. I guess what I’ll discover now is how to be a normal college kid.
Also the blog will just have to be more about me.
How can this possibly be you ask? You WRITE the blog Aliya, you say, it is all about your experiences you exclaim!
Well yes, I admit, but to be fair I was also writing about the mission, and Small Planet Big Plans, and the kids and things much bigger then myself. I think as my life becomes more about me and less about the charity- I am handing a lot of responsibility over to the US side and we have the kids tuition paid up for a year- and more about me and what I am predicting will be a pretty humorous black and white indie movie experience. I think I’ll have more stories about misunderstandings on Matatus, language barriers, and such things that caused me to end up holding a chicken in a foreign country with no understanding of my surroundings.
Of course I will return to the mission and Kisumu so I will still have heart wrenching terrible stories of hardship and over coming impossibility and the shear joy one can experience just because they are alive and thankful.
Have you noticed how many times I’ve used the word “expierence” in this blog? Interesting.
God I’m excited. And terrified. And joyful. And sad.
I am leaving my home.
But I am also coming home.
Stay tuned boys and girls because this trip promises to be quite the experience. (tee-hee)
Anyway I will update you all once I am settled.
All the best readers,
P.S. JUST because I’m not as focused on my charity it does not mean I will stop harassing al of you for donations. Keep donating. It’s a new year and so we have started a new goal of 10,000 by 2012. GO TEAM.
<3 . (tee-hee)