Read about Day 1 here.
At Steven's suggestion, he, some other students and I took a reasonably long (and messy) walk in order for them to show me their water source. I was grateful for his suggestion, frankly, because it meant that he wouldn't ask me to play soccer, at least for a short period of time!
During the walk, we stopped so that Steven could introduce me to the local police at their camp, which was interesting. I was curious to know what sort of policing was necessary in this neck of the, uh, savanna.
Eventually we made our way to the water source, a concrete slab under which some sort of arrangement had been made with the local spring and some piping and hoses, all of which seemed leaky, leading me to be ankle-deep in the muck at one crossing point.
Oh well. My Chuck Taylors were never intended to go back to the States with me anyway.
On the way back, we encountered a Maasai woman who seemed very surprised to meet me. When I asked to have my picture taken with her, she insisted upon sharing her jewelry with me for the shot.
Later I learned that our walk to the water source took us "out of bounds" and that we could have been eaten by a lion. Oops.
Mom and Dad, if you're reading, I still have all of my limbs. Yay!
Fortunately the rest of the school day was uneventful. We checked out the progress on kitchen construction and when Steven and the big kids went to play soccer, I played more games of "My mother and your mother" which is always led by Esther, a lively, spirited and smart girl who soon became one of my favorites.
Sidebar: Esther is a student I hope to sponsor if she qualifies to attend high school two (I think) years from now. That girl touched my heard. Expect to hear more about her when I recap our fifth and final day at school.