And so it goes, course after course, more sand, more cement, more mixing...the walls grow. The stones get heavier.
Team Red-John and Holly under the skeptical eye of Fundi Minor.
Higher and higher, more and more tired and sometimes you just have to take a nap!
We work amidst a sea of blue and yellow. The recess bell rings and in moments we are surrounded by a rapt audience. They are so close that you struggle for air to breath. We are salvaging usable nails and hardware from the old doors trying desperately to keep the nails away from their vulnerable feet. The faces...curious, skeptical, smiling, helpful; the hands...offering to hold splintered wood, wanting to shovel or lift a stone, touching "free" hair; the voices..."How are you?" in a nasal twang I can't begin to replicate. Our names are known and questions abound for Beth & Holly. "Where do you live?" "What do you do?" Why do you work so hard?" "What are an engineer and a doctor doing in Kenya building a bathroom?" They have no idea this bathroom is for them. They imagine we are building it for the faculty. We will wait until the last day to spring that surprise.
Recess over....
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