WALKING WATER

            I woke up at 3:10, I was tired but I knew I needed to get the water for my family.  I was dragging my feet along the cold dirt floor of my hut. I had to be very quiet because everyone else in the house was sleeping.  I grabbed the yellow empty jerry jug and started off on my 5 mile walk to the well, I was lucky I lived so close.  I was way to scared to go out by myself so I had one of my friends Binah come with me.  Binah was a really good dancer and probably the best in the village.  Her name also means dancer.  Binah also had a tired look on her face, she also had a jerry jug with except hers was red not yellow like mine.  We had walked in silence for about a half a hour when something bit me.  I scream and fell over, whatever bit me it really hurt.  I started to scream even louder, Binah looked over at me and told me it was just a bee.  I felt embarrassed and confused, I wondered why it hurt so bad.  I got up but the pain was still in my left leg, but I knew I had to keep going.

          We were almost at the well when my leg had stopped hurting, I was glad that it had died down because if it had not then it would have been almost impossible to carry the 5 gallon jerry jug back.  We held the jugs up and got our jugs filled as fast as possible so we could get away from the crowd of screaming woman gathered around the well.  

           I could feel the sweat dripping down my face and back feeling the cold refreshing water.  Even though it felt nice we knew it could not be wasted. 

            I was so thirsty and I think Binah was to because the look on her face explained it all.  I was so tempted to take a giant gulp of that water but I abstained myself from drinking some, because I knew that I could not or there would not be enough for everyone in my family.  At one point I almost drank some of the water but Binah held me back and restrained me.

 Our backs started to hurt so we had to try to carry the water on our heads it was hard because we usually weren't this tired, so that we had more energy but today we were very tired from doing our school work.

             By the time we got back it was about 6:45 in the morning.  I said bye to Binah and walked into my families hut, put the water next to the door and walked to the "bedroom" and crashed out exhausted.

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plane ride

I woke up a 3:00 in the morning by the unpleasant sound of my alarm clock.  I was excited and at the same time not because Emma, Gretchen, Claira, and I had a 23 hour plane ride ahead of us.  At 3:30 we were in the car on the way to LAX where our flight took off.  We waited in the airport for 1 hour until our flight number was called.  We wanted to get used to not being "exquisite" environments so we felt like we should sit in the economy class.  I was sitting next to Gretchen and an old Israeli woman.  I could understand the woman next to me yelling to the man across the aisle.  She was speaking hebrew, I am not very good at hebrew but i could tell she was not happy with him.  We were only 3 hours into the flight so I was not excited to see where the woman's conversation went so i just fell asleep.
  When I woke up it was 5 hours into the flight.  I was miserable and tired so for the next 9 hours I read and tried to read an english to arabian dictionary, to me it did not make sense at all.
  I think I had fall asleep again because i heard a voice saying 30 minuets left.  I was filled with joy because at this point i would do anything to get off this plane ride.
  Then we got on a bus and drove to the town where Sabah lives.

maruge day 1-2

I woke up in a hut with my back hurting from the stiff ground that I slept on the night before.  I am not used to sleeping on the ground but on a mattress.  I asked maruge if we could go to the market and get some traditional eldoret food.  We found the that the most popular food was corn, we bought some and had it for dinner that night it was amazing.  The corn tasted so fresh that we had to get more.  The next day we went to into the town and saw the people from the villages dancing.  It was really fun and interesting to watch.

MY STOP IN ELDORET, KENYA

On my way home from South Sudan where I was visiting panther and John, I stopped in Kenya.  I was invited to the village of Eldoret.

Today John took me to his village in Southern Sudan.  When I was on my way there I thought it would be all torn, wrecked, and gory.  But it was not like that at all it was beautiful and green.  I can not imagine that this place was once a war going on here.  Here is a pic of John there.
     When it was time to leave they sent me back with a gourd.  It was really cool.  I have now decided that I will not go back because the plane ride was about 30 hours and 40 hours back.