Today was not like any other day...I was going to meet with a man named Maruge. When I got on the plane it was one of the tiniest thing I've ever seen. It carried at max 25 people. It was a 12 hour flight including the stop in Bor. The pilot says thanks for flying US AIRS and thats when i took my first breath in Kenya. It was a small airport. I had walked around it in 10 min trying to find Maruge. I saw a man in the back of a rusty barren pick up truck, along with 20 chickens. It turned out to be Maruge. He told me in his best english that he had been waiting for a car to take him to the airport. He told us he was sorry and we waited another hour before the next car came. It let us on for a chicken. Maruge lifted out of his feather made pack and got a small baby chicken. The ride was 30 min to Maruge's part of the village. He had made me a bed the day before out of the mud from his crop field, topped with hay for a pillow. It was a late flight that i took so it was turning dark fast. Before the day ended Maruge wanted to show me where the school was that he had put so much time into, to be accepted into. It was very small with a dirt field and classes about the size of a normal kids room surrounding it. The classes were overflowed with kids the age of 4 and up. The look on his face was the look of pride and hope for this school to succeed. After 10 min of a walk we got back to his hut and started a fire. He told me stories about the school and how his family had got killed. I told him about electricity and he was shocked that there was even a word as long as that. I wasn't in the mood to explain that to him so we went to bed on our man made dirt made beds.
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