Today, Maruge took me to his school. When class started, hundreds of kids ran out from the trees. More kids piled out of overcrowded vans like the one Maruge and I rode in. They all were laughing and having a good time.
I walked over to the schoolhouse with Maruge. In the classroom the teacher was showing the students how to write the alphabet. There wasn't enough room for me to sit in a chair, so I stood against the wall next to the teacher.
At recess, the teacher let us out to play. Maruge and some kids were dancing, so I joined in. It was like a goofy hula dance that they were doing.
I loved watching Maruge playing with the kids, because he was so wise and generous. A child with a limp walked over to Maruge, and instead of ignoring him like the other kids, Maruge went off to the side with the kid and started talking to him. Then they started laughing and playing around with each other like they were best friends. There was another kid sitting in the corner, an Maruge walked over and cheered him up.
The school in Kenya was unlike (in a good way) our school in many ways. I wondered if that was because of Maruge.
When we got home, Maruge and I went into his garden and ate some cowpeas. Then we just sat there and watched the sun go down. It was really peaceful. We then went to bed.
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