A while back, I was attending a student alumni mixer at St. Jerome’s University. Little did I know at that mixer that I would run into a teacher who taught at my high school. This teacher truly followed her bliss as a high school student engaged to an old order Mennonite to a university student who signed up for math but there wasn’t any room so she landed upon religious studies. Eventually she ditched the boy, graduated when there was no jobs for teachers in Ontario and moved halfway across the world to teach in a developing country and this led her to helping to build houses for the poor. The story in many ways seems to mimic a lot of my aspirations but it was the idea that she presented at the end of her discussion that has stuck with me and made me reflect on in my time in Kenya. The teacher was trapped in the tragic tsunami in 2006 and it was in that moment that she knew it was time for her to return back home but she said that day and the days that followed that what she witnessed was the true courage of people. In that moment she said the people didn’t need food, water or shelter, in that moment after the water settled, they needed someone to hold their hand and tell them that everything was going to be alright. She sings to her students in class, the classic Beatles song, “All you need is Love” because that’s what she believes to be true that all a person really needs is love.
The reality of a person that lives in a slum can be a bleak existence. The people in Kariobangi have captured my heart. People continue to go through life each day trying very hard to sustain life when it does not seem like they have much of a reason to continue living. What makes someone with a disability or a family of thirteen that lives in a one bedroom apartment keep going? They do it because of the relationships and bonds that bind them to the community and web that is weaved around them. There is a simple beauty in the people here. I see it in their smiles and in their work ethics. Joanne told us early in September that when we think of real tragedy, we have to think of a family that lives in a crowded temporary housing structure, with both parents that lost their income and a famine that prevents them from having any sense of nutrition. The truth is that there are probably very few (if any) people that are within my circle that have encountered real tragedy. These are the people that astound me while I’m here. Take ACREF for example, a lot of the students there are self sustaining themselves and fully supporting themselves on their own. I can’t even imagine what that is like for a high school student and couldn’t even imagine living that way myself yet these students are some of the most wonderful people I’ve met along my journey and have inspired me and continues to drive my passion for education.
Personally, I think I’ve felt something that I never expected to feel in Kenya. Recently I have been very emotional with finishing classes and saying goodbyes to my students. The first time I tried to say good bye to my Grade five students I didn’t even make it through my first sentence without tears running down my cheeks. It was only three months and whenever a roommate would bring up the countdown to the last day of classes, I would actually start to cry and need a tissue. On my last day at ACREF, I was in the staffroom saying goodbye to the teachers and I was what some would call a wreck. We had to go to the auditorium and during my goodbye to the students I told them that the teachers they have at ACREF are simply the best teachers I have met during my time in Kenya and then the yelps and tears part two started. I told myself I would not cry in front of my students ever, well the rule mind over matter didn’t hold true. I don’t know why I am so emotional about leaving. I am extremely happy for my immediate future; seeing family beginning a new step in my education and hopefully looking for a greater purpose but I can’t help but thinking about the people I’ve met and what their continued journey means for them. The fact that I’ve grown so close with the people around me makes me know that something has happened for me and hopefully has made something click for me in being an educator, teacher and hopefully friend.
People need food, clothing, shelter, education and healthcare. The Millennium Development Goals exist because they contain all things that people need in order to get out of poverty. While the goals themselves have been deemed unattainable, it doesn’t mean there no longer needed- people I’ve met and people around the world continue to struggle to provide the basic rights of life. The people also need something to believe in, they need a purpose and they need someone to hold onto too. The students I taught called me friend, told me that I gave them something to believe in and said that I have taught them about the world and their role in it. I hope that I offered them love. I can’t fix their situations. I can’t give them enough to provide all of their basic rights but I hope the love that I showed them will give them a sense of purpose and raise them up as a human being.
Humans need love. People need to feel safe, protected and assured. Love is a start to this message. Love makes life bearable. Love can and will save people in circumstances that are beyond anyone’s control. If people have true love in their life, their undying passion will make them treasure the little moments in life. The first lesson is love. I hope collectively we can try to make decisions with love, make it a daily practice and transform the world starting with ourselves. All you need is love, love is all you need.