This morning we headed out early, but before we got to Ndongo we got word that our safari friend was waiting at the lodge to help bring the donated clothing to the school, so Vish was sent right back to go and meet him.
This morning, I wrote up the charcoal agreement and put together a return form for the schools to report weekly on what they have collected & how many students they have. Ken was teaching the teachers about SMART objectives, Emma was meeting with health visitors who were coming to weigh & measure children, and SUPER BONUS they brought vitamin A and albendazol (or something that’s spelt differently & sounds the same & is de-worming medicine) which was given to all the under 5’s at Glad Kids. This is a major result. Every other avenue we’ve explored for de-worming has resulted in a request for money or a bureaucratic wall, so to get people turning up with them and feeding them to children is outstanding.
Also, we (technically John) got a tap fitted to the 50L tank I bought the other day so that hand washing could be A Thing at Excel. I have pictures of children avoiding classes by washing their hands, and of the AWESOME flow-restriction device I fitted (Dad, you would be proud – it involves a bit of wood and some salvaged string), however, my phone has fallen out with the wifi here and although I’ve put the right password in a bajillion times it’s not connecting.
After Vish got back with the clothes we divided them into piles for the schools and distributed accordingly (we still have to work out how to get Vish’s suitcase back here by tomorrow night :-/ ) which were all very well received.
I was sent to Lizpal to gather financial information (Teacher Grenah very kindly walked me there before Steve starts worrying) and when I arrived, the upper school were being organised to move a big pile of rocks that they have collected from outside the classrooms to “round the back”. It was awesome to behold and again, I have pictures, but they are on the phone that won’t connect to the wifi. Grr! Imagine 2 lines of barely-organised 9-13 year olds carrying rocks that are clearly too big for them, and you get the gist.
Again, we were late back and this time we took a tuk-tuk for the second leg of the journey. Although we had privacy – just the 4 of us in a vehicle instead of 16 (in 12 seats) – my back may never be my friend again. Suspension is clearly a foreign concept.
Bacon & fried egg butty tonight and a (failed) 2-hour attempt to install SP3 on the Excel School laptop and I’m more than ready for my bed. Just one more attempt to get my phone back on the network and then I’ll turn in…