“By and large, life is powered less by reason than by emotion; and of the many emotions that crowd the human heart, the strongest is love.”
I spent the morning packing until Sentura (aka Benjamin) picked me up to go to Laletta. First we dropped off Salaton (aka James) at the clinic, then we walked to Laletta.
Upon arrival we stopped at Sentura Moniko’s house because they wanted me to some say farewell. I was stuffed with homemade chapatis and chai tea. Mama Moniko gave me a beautiful hand beaded necklace that resembles a dream catcher. I like it very very much! Sidai o ling! ( = very nice/beautiful)
After filling up on delicious food and tea, Sentura wanted to take me to the spot where he makes all of his clay soil creations.
It was a gorgeous place surrounded by lush trees. We play with clay soil for about an hour. Sentura made an exact replica of a Nokia cell phone and I made a present for Enkojie. It’s a heart that has Kenya engraved on one side, and Canada on the other.
On our way back to Olkoroi we stopped at several more houses in Laletta to take chai. I was happy we came across Noosiamu (aka Pasio), because she is the woman who gave me the name Nashipae. Here’s a photo of some of the amazing Masaii women and their children. Noosiamu is to the right of me when looking at the photo head on.
When we were back in Olkoroi I said farewell to some of the people in the village. Then I went back to Enkojie’s enkaji (house) to prepare for our massive last feast. Tutu and George helped make chapatis, and Enkojie and Noonkishu made rice with tons of vegetables. It was a lovely last meal and I was happy to have so many of us together! Catherine, Alfred, Brynmor, Enkojie, George, Tutu, Noonkishu, and another man whose name escapes me were there. Oliver was absent because he left his packing to the last-minute.
Enkojie and I got George to translate how much we loved each other and how hard it was to say goodbye. I was very sad to leave. When the vehicle arrived to take Brynmor, Oliver, and I to Olalemptia, Enkojie, Manangoui, Salaton, George and Tutu lined up to give us hugs. Needless to say I shed a few tears underneath my shooka on the drive to Olalemptia.
The vehicle from Olalemptia to Narok departed at 4 am, so Brynmor and I hung out in a hotel room until then. We played a highly addicted card game called SPIT until about 2 am when my eyes could barely stay open anymore. It was fun! She’s become like a little sister to me that girl.