So today was our last full day in Kaoma and it feels a bit weird to be leaving. We are returning for 2 days after Mongu but its goodbye for a while. I will kind of miss the place (not the solar showers which are mostly cold, have no pressure and you have to sit or flushing the toilet with a bucket of water) but the kids and the atmosphere of being here I will miss. I’ll also miss walking up the main street I n general Kaoma is a really nice place. So today began as yesterday began with a walk to Mulamatila School in the cold (not as cold as yesterday which is apparently the first time in years it’s been frosty and it killed lots of crops). When we arrived there were children there this time. Not just some but loads of them and they all came running towards us shouting “Makua”. A gang of them surrounded me and once I gave one high five they all wanted to do it. I must have high fived at least 50 kids in about 5 minutes. It felt like being some kind of celebrity, it was weird. The school itself was in poor condition there was no door on the classroom we were in and the walls were full of holes. There was a sports day being held in the High School today and some of the children from other schools had slept in the classrooms in Mulamatila last night. The workshop went well, we had 4 laptops in the room and no electricity only our batteries. During my section one of the buses for the kids started driving away with its door open and kids trying to jump on. Everyone was looking out at it. It was crazy the driver looked crazy and really young and it looked so dangerous what he was doing. He started doing circles in the carpark while kids ran about the bus. Later we say his bus being towed outta a ditch on the main street (surprise, surprise). I used the crazy bus to help explain forces. On the way home tonnes of kids followed us I was expecting us all to spontaneously burst into a Micheal Jackson video “All I wanna say it that they don’t really care about us”. When we got home me and Dan finished the master plan for our Kitchen they will probably never be built, but it’s worth the idea. After dinner of chewy beef with sauce full of bits of bone we headed to town to use the interent (surely the good ineternet open today). And it was open but really slow (thanks to a very loud Japanese guy who just shouted while on using skype, the skpe slowed all the other computers internet down). On the ay home we bought load soft Lovemore bread rolls for supper an tomorrow. When we got home we met Molly and gave her loads of cloths, books, pencils and pens for the kids. She seemed very happy with it all. We also gave her a copy of our 3D drawings, a box of chocolates and an Irish teddy bear. Once we helped Molly bring it all to her jeep we played with the kids for ages. Following that we ate bread and then got on with the horrible job of packing. Our room was a mess it was full of bits from all the school workshops. It took ages so a s a treat we set and watched “A Night at the Roxbury” as a treat afterward before bed. And bed is where I now lie and I shall now proceed to sleep. Goodnight.
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