Party Time at Future Stars

Last night, my last of this trip, was fantastic!

A party after dark

I went up to Future Stars shortly after dark to join the party. I’m getting used to walking in Kibera at night – if you’re sensible then it’s not really dangerous and is a whole lot less scary than rumour. I’ve realised I’m a lot fitter than on previous trips as I’m no longer finding it a physical challenge to scramble around the backstreets of the slum.

Loom Bands at the Future Stars PartyLearning to loom band

On arrival, it was time to show the resident children how to loom band. Like children across the world, it was an instant hit and even the youngest picked up the technique pretty quickly. We soon had an array of bracelets, necklaces, headbands, and even long strings to attach to braids. The children were rather creative and I was suitably impressed.  I left them with several thousand bands and clips so they can continue crafting on their own.


Celebrating donated goods

Donated Clothes for the children of Future Stars at the leaving party

After the craft session it was time to hand out the rest of the donated goods. It is so humbling to see the children so excited and fighting over a batch of second hand clothes and a few bars of soap. They are so grateful to everyone who contributed something. Thankfully, probably more through luck than good planning, there were clothes to fit every one of our residential children.


Eating Ugali at the Future Stars partyBreaking bread together

We all joined together for a meal of ugali and eggs. The adults were all given a spoon. I have to admit it’s the first time I’ve eaten ugali with a item of cutlery. It’s not easy!  I think there’s something very special about ‘breaking bread’ with people you care about. Even though I’m mzungu, we all become equals when we share the same food. And it’s wonderful seeing the children enjoying good food, knowing that Chaffinch did that – Chaffinch provided those eggs and that ugali flour.


Then it’s really time to party!

Following the meal, we cleared a space, turned up the Kenyan gospel music, and danced, Kenya style. That means a lot of jumping around and the expenditure of an awful lot of energy.  I was so out of breath but wonderfully exhilarated. The children are just so full of joy and it’s fantastic to join them in the exuberance.  I wanted to stay there forever, with those amazing children and that passion for life. They tell me I inspire them but, truthfully, I think they’re the ones who inspire me.

Time to leave but the stories are not over

The older boys walked me back to Ayany – my own team of protectors, bodyguards. It was great to get the opportunity to chat to a couple of them individually and hear their stories. More on that in my next entry though. I realise I have a lot of catching up to do!  Please keep reading. There are some remarkable stories to come.

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