A Conspiracy?

Today has been too long to be called a day.  I was awaken by the arrival of Tal, a lovely volunteer from Brito lam. I could not find any local volunteers at that time(I called John, but he's phone was off), so I took Tal to see Allan first in Kazo Summit. The headmistress was so surprised of us visiting Allan that soon and told us to better come again next Tuesday. They needed more time to observe Allan's performance. So we then went into a community with a local volunteer, for whom we waited for nearly thirty minutes.

The family visits were interesting as a whole. We encountered a big family where 7 kids were discovered. Fortunately, they were not from the same parents, but three different family units. Two kids were from a tailor whose wife was deceased; two were from a young lady who sells milk; three were from a couple for whom we were told the death of them both was due to HIV and were now taken cared by a man riding a bike for living. We also got to know one of the kids from the family of three studied in Kazo Summit, an expensive school with fantastic education quality. I wondered how the family could afford his school fees. I did not get reasonable answers from the family members, so I kept the question until the answer was unexpectedly revealed after an hour. After we done the interview and another family visit, we happened to pass by Kazo Summit. So we went in to look for the boy called Reagan. We did not find him in the first place until the headmistress recalled a name which was similar to what we suggested and he turned out to be the right one we was looking for. We did not know why he was registered with another name, but what we found out was more than interesting. With a very calm and thoughtful expression on his face, he told us both his parents were alive and paying his and even his cousins' school fees. The man riding the bike, though taking care of his two cousins in name, did not provide any money for their education. Although we were told by the family an hour ago that all seven kids went to school, the boy told us that apart from him, everyone else struggled to go to school and one of them did not go to school at all. I was shocked by this new discovery, but soon calmed down by the fact that such stories happened nearly everyday in the community. We had always needed to double check or even triple check each new fact which might be a lie instead. After all the fuss, we went on to visit other families.

Tal was not so well for the day. She had some kind of headache and was joking about having caught Malaria which seemed very unlikely even from my point of view. But I was still surprised to know that she took weekly tablets for preventing Malaria. I was told in the UK that only daily pills were available on earth! I brought more than four hundred pills with me when I came here! Life is unfair!

She got much better and happier after the discovery of some sticky tattoos came with the chewing gum she bought from a local shop and putting all of them on my arms. The last time I can recall of putting such things on my arms was like more than ten years' ago. It was a revisiting to my childhood!

Did I mention I called John in the middle of our trip in the community? We went pass a place which was so close to his home to let me recognise. I went into his home and found him sleeping in bed sweetly! I woke him up by calling his name and found him afterward only wearing an underwear standing in front of me with his sleepy eyes looking at no one in the room. He has been struggling with his tooth pain since two days ago. I hope he will get better in the next few days. He needs to raise some money to see a doctor for his troublesome teeth!