My fellow volunteers joined me in meeting our orphanages at the Butterfly pavilion on sunday (an off-day for us) for Kensalt’s function ( a salt manufacturor in Kenya) that they arrange every year for all the local orphanages around Mombasa.
It was finally the day to perform the drama that I have been rehearsing with some of the kids from New Hope. The idea was from Ivone (the girl to the right) and was titled “Abortion is a crime” !!!! That tells the sad story of Shantel the young girl who meets a boy on her way home to school, goes on a date, gets pregant, the boy runs away, her friends reject her, her parents take her to the hospital and the father commands the doctor to perform an abortion even though it is illegal and the doctor isn’t trained, and then.. she dies. Yes. Educational. For this country. Kinda. (I manage to slip in a line -Shantel, why did you do this? Why didn’t you at least use a condom?) I was excited but nervous, but was made to feel better after I got some facepaint. I can paint a better cat then that though. I think the kids from New hope ALL could. The arrangement was a LOT bigger than I thought. Loads of people, loads of seats, loads of food being given away, fizzy drinks to everyone, and of course, big bags of salt. And there were activities going on all the time. We were watching the entertainment that was interactive with the hosts and some of the volunteer children from the different orphanages; three legged run, races, eating competition and other funny stuff. But I was anxious to hear the programme of the contributing entertainment. Hilary, the head boy of the School and the Father in the play, had registered us early in the day and so it was just havig to wait. The boys moved their chairs into the shade and waited and enjoyed their fizzy drinks. They were all dressed up smartly and fashionably. It still baffles me how much swagger they got! Look at handsome Forrester!Handsome lovely boys from the Children’s home, being all cool, but I can still make them giggle by having a cat face and being silly. Silly boys. Kingsley is a lovely boy, he’s really responsible, warm and caring, but he also walks around with such swagger, he should be on the catwalk really. Although he confessed himself too shy to join in on the drama. I had a lot of fun running around with the smallest kids, but it was such a hot day that I felt like a pile of sweaty white shit, so I didn’t really last long. I had to just sit down and rest. And I laid my saron down on the grass and took a nap until New Hope was called to do enter the field for performing. The kids started, talking loudly into the microphone, and I was so stressed, I felt like a mother, worrying about them being nervous but still being so proud of how hard they were working. THen…, POWERCUT. The sound went off. And nothing was done until I ran across and told the arrangors to stop them and tell them to resume when the power was on. No one could hear them, and it was at least 500 people there! Then the power came back on and they started again. They were so good! We only rehearsed a week, but they really impressed me, made people laugh, and even though the audience was talkative, they responded and laughed, and even approached me after and expressed delight! Then me and the cutest thing on the planet started the journey home, tired I was, but happy to see that Kim had a great day, and wouldn’t have been there to experience it if it hadn’t been for me. Now that’s something.