Dear readers,
Yesterday was our last day at the Mburara International School. It was also the end of term and the presentation day for the parents. Our anxiety was high as we reached the school, only to be stifled when we saw how well the presentations were going. The parents found it hilarious when each student stepped up to impersonate their dinosaur.
When it was time for the dance, we tied on our hula skirts and shook our hips to the beat of the music. The Ugandans were overjoyed to find Mzungus having their try at a traditional dance.
The day was concluded with embraces and the exchange of emails. Mark, one of the seventh graders, approached us shyly with his thanks, and presented us with a gift from the seventh grade, "not to be opened until you're out". As Peter drove us out the gates, we opened the handmade satchel to find jewelry, and pictures of the grade. Nestled in the group pictures were baby photos, still unidentified. The students signed the back of these pictures. One said, "To Matty, from Mark. Just as a friend."
Tears in our eyes, we bade the school farewell. Now, we're spending our last night packing and eating cheap and glorious Indian food, the staple of our trip.
Mattie and Emilia
As you wrote about opening up the gift from the seventh graders, I got choked up.. .. I'll miss the stories of your students and the itty bittys!
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Mom
From dad. Can't wait to see you, but too will miss the school and the little ones and your tales. Love, and more love. Dad charlie
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ReplyDeleteWhenever I am missing you, I've checked into your blog to learn about your experiences. Thank you for remembering to include your readers. The seventh graders loved you as much you loved them; it must be hard to say goodbye to them. Please take a photo of your cache of momentos with the nestled photos.
Love, mom/Lynn