The village, at first, seems almost deserted, with only animals to be seen. Slowly though, the people appear, looking out windows and from behind walls to see the new visitors.
Curiosity is a powerful thing though, and this propels the children to come to us. With the children around our group, they lead us to the headmaster of the local school in the village, and we get to see a wonderfully built school. He tells us about their education program, his future goals for his community, and the current problems they are facing.
As we walk and talk, I turn to see little faces pointing at us from open doorways of classrooms. I make of game of hide and seek with them.
They laugh at the mzungu (white person), but it relieves the tension, as I hope they see that we aren’t threatening, we are all one people.
The headmaster and teachers are so very grateful, and I personally felt a connection to a place never before seen by my eyes, and couldn’t be happier with my increased understanding and world view.