Goat Money 2012!


“Goat Money is a powerful currency, it buys a lot more then goats…”

As Catherine prepares to visit Olkoroi with her daughter, Goat Money is again in action!

All of this info is on the site, but here’s a taster of how you can help:

Visit to local clinic

Purchase a goat

Buy a school uniform

Evaluation / Treatment at hospital

Driving school for a young man

Support a child to attend secondary school

Breeding livestock

Adult literacy program for a year

And much much more…


December 3rd – Last Day in Olkoroi

“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.

December 1st – Celebration Day

Today we celebration the end of the school year at Olkoroi Primary. A group of women started prepping the food for all the students early in the morning. There were many mouths to feed though, so cooking took a long time!

Later in the afternoon the students began to dress in their fanciest and most traditional Masaii clothing. Catherine said that they had a surprise for us, and it was sure a great one! The kids performed for us in a barren classroom with broken windows. Their voices projected off of the walls beautifully. The extent of their raw talent blew my mind. I sat there, moved by the performance, and consumed by the fact that these kids deserved more.

Following their performances the rain began to fall down hard. We served the food as quickly as possible which was difficult since we had a shortage of plates. I couldn’t say a proper goodbye to my students because after eating they had to run home before the paths became flooded. This was very upsetting because I wanted to take some photos of them in their traditional dress. On the other hand, the rain made my departure easier because instead of sad farewells we were only left with happy memories.

After washing up most of the pots and dishes, we walked home in the dark. It was a muddy journey to say the least! My feet were nice and dirty :)

It was a lovely day and I am glad that so many students attended.

- Nashipae

P.S. I can’t upload this video onto WordPress for some reason, but here’s the link:


November 30th – Olalemptia Market Day

I walked to Market Day in Olalemptia today with Brynmor, Oliver, Salaton, George, and Alfred. The journey was picturesque. Amongst the vast dry land were many of the colorful Masaii walking their cattle and carrying enormous sacks of food on their backs.

Later in the afternoon is began to rain so we took cover under a hotel awning until it ceased. While we were there we discovered that there was an Arsenal match being played that night. Oliver, George, and I decided to stay in town to watch the game. Funnily enough we bumped into Waweru, our safari driver! He was accompanied by his friend Moshino, who is a Masaii turned Rasta.

Arsenal ended up losing the game but it was still very enjoyable to watch. Oliver, George and I took tuk tuks (motorcycles) back to the village around 1 a.m. What an adventure that was! Due to the rain the roads were disastrous. We were slipping and sliding everywhere, and even fell off of the bikes a few times. It was a crazy, but extremely fun safari home. Luckily we all arrived to our homes in one piece :)

xo D

November 29th – Market at Kenya/Tanzania border

I can’t believe that I am leaving in six days! Where has the time gone? Today I walked to the Kenya-Tanzania border to go to a different market. I went with Manangoui and Salaton. We bumped into  two of my students, Sentura (aka Benjamin) and Soola (aka Helen), along the way.

During market day the rain began to pour for a while, but luckily we were in one of the hotels having chai. I also got to see the Muran warriors which was very exciting! They wear their sheets very short, have really long hair, are adorned in ornaments, and had their faces painted with red oak. The Muran warriors are permitted to do whatever they wish because they are the protectors of the Masaii villages.

After a day of fun I walked back to Olkoroi with Salaton, Sentura, Manangoui, and Francis. Enkojie scolded us to hurry because she had heard there were many elephants spotted on the road. We were lucky because we didn’t come across any of them.

Although we missed the Barcelona versus Madrid match, it was well worth it. I’m just hoping that Madrid won!
George had dinner started for us when we arrived at home, which was good because all of us were definitely hungry.

Tomorrow I’m walking to market day in Olalemptia!

Ole sere,


November 27th

This morning Francis escorted Catherine, Oliver, Brynmor, and me to Laletta. While we were there we visited several different homes and of course consumed a TON of chai tea :)

When we arrived back in Olkoroi, a bunch of us piled into the back of a keep and made our way to Olalemptia to watch the soccer matches. I had a lot of fun cheering and yelling at the T.V. set! There was a lot of people crammed into a room with one tiny television set. The energy was powerful. I exchanged many high fives with the passionate soccer fans! It was a good night and we will try to go watch the game again tomorrow night.

Love Nashipae

November 26th – Herding with Manangoui

I went to look after the cattle with Manangoui today. She has such a bold and playful spirit that makes her so pleasant to be around. Again, I only wish that I could speak Kimasaii so that I could communicate with her better.

En route we saw Brynmor and she decided to join us herding for the day. We also came across two other kids looking after their cattle, so we all walked together. While the cows were grazing we played games in the dirt and napped under the trees to escape the heat.

I enjoyed today immensely because it rare for me to back home to have such a relaxing day in nature with zero responsibilities. Olkoroi and Vancouver are two completely opposite worlds, each amazing in their own way.

xo Nashipae