I had reached the microphone. It was time to give my speech can’t remember exactly what I said but I spoke for 10 minutes. I greeted everyone in Kimaasai, “Enda Sopa Pooki,” then introduced myself in Swahili, Jina langu ni Margaret. Mimi ne mwingereza. (Hello to you all. My name is Margaret. I am British.) This was a good start!
Then I needed a translator. I explained that I was a retired head Teacher from Scotland. I had come to Osiligi 18 months previously to train the teachers in the new competence-based curriculum. Everyone in the school had worked so hard and were so keen to learn that I kept coming back. This was now my 4th visit. I had met Milla during my first trip. She had invited me to her home. We had chatted for hours, eaten together and discovered we enjoyed each other’s company.
Since then she had taken me around, introduced me to her friends and even included me in a birthday party. Milla was kind, warm and considerate. She was my friend and like everyone else I was sad to hear the news of her illness.
I then talked about when I come to Olepolis I teach but I also learn. And this was what I had learned. This was a very strong community who came together to support each other in times of need. This was also a community who had strong religious faith. These two factors would mean that Milla would have lots of love and support during the hard road ahead. I looked forward to returning for a party of celebration when Milla had completed her treatment. It was just the novelty factor I’m sure, but I got a standing ovation!
Next it was time for the business of the day. A table was set up and guest were invited up to give their donations – family first. Of course, every donation is then announced so that everyone knows exactly who has given what! I had been worried about how much of a contribution to give. I had taken advice from Bonface to ensure that my donation was reasonable and generous without being excessive 9 and thus inviting a plethora of requests for money from random strangers). He had pitched it just right.
Finally, I was able to give Milla a hug and leave. It was now 7pm. She looked exhausted but happy. There’s every indication that the money raised will be enough to fund her treatment.
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