This morning when I woke up I was very excited. I was because a few hours later we would reach two kindergartens that represent the beginning of my connection with Africa.
After breakfast we took a walk that would take us to the first kindergarten, the one in Kibigija.
Once we arrived and greeted all the teachers, we volunteers split up into twos and with each class we began playing games in the courtyard next to the classrooms. The sun ofAfrica is often invasive, it settles on your skin without you realizing it and without asking your permission. Initially this visit caught us off guard because we had to take our time to organize ourselves and understand how to position the children's teams, looking for a place as shaded as possible for each one.
Once the games were over, we gave the booklets to the children who began to leaf through them with big smiles, looking for their own faces and those of us volunteers among those present in the pages.
The second kindergarten we visited today was Kikadini. We got out of the car and didn't even have time to get to the school gate when we were overwhelmed by so many little children dressed in blue. It was a chaotic moment, a chaos full of laughter, hugs, screams, so much emotion and memories. In the square in front of Kikadini kindergarten, during my first trip, I saw 1010 children close to each other wearing the colors of their school and in that moment, while I was looking at them, I felt like I was in the right place. The two kindergartens visited today reminded me of the first time I saw fruits and plants that I didn't even think existed, touched a white sand as soft as cotton, heard the children's cries in the kindergartens seeing us coming from the street, tasted typical African dishes cooked for us by the teachers and felt a strong sense of belonging. That day in fact
I felt I belonged to Africa, I felt Africa putting down deep and strong roots in me, I felt Africa growing in me.
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