Day 1 of presentations went successfully for the most part. Both VJ and Hayden stayed home sick, so it was just the six of us. We split the class up into two groups of 30, and each day had roughly 15 presentations in each room. It was almost nice to see that the students were nervous… to me it meant that they were taking the class and assignment seriously. The presentations went decently well, with some people speaking less than others, but each person putting in effort to ensure they had something to say. The other students asked great questions and pushed their peers to really challenge their ideas and think about what they were saying. Towards the end, however, the students were getting restless and started to tease the presenters. When the Kennedy brothers stood up, it hit a peak. The class kept laughing and jeering until Joseph (or Simon… I honestly still can’t tell them apart) sat down and put his head in his hands from being so embarrassed. Paul told them to be quiet and stop laughing, but as soon as Esther stood up to present the same thing happened. I felt upset with the students, so once Esther concluded, I went up to the front of the class and told them how disappointed I was. As soon as I mentioned how nerve-racking coming and presenting to the class was, they all replied with lots of nods and yes’s, but I continued and told them it is a big sign of disrespect, and it’s not okay, and that I want more from them next time. After class, I felt slightly awkward, but this quickly subsided as chapatti was served and I started chatting with the students again, including Joshua who I asked to make matching shirts for all of us instructors. That night after another successful dinner at Ceders, we sat around as Quinn created the template design and we tried to agree on a common style of shirt that we’d all like.
Day 2 of present went well, with the presentations starting off really strong and continuing with strong speakers throughout the day. After school, we said our goodbyes and head over to the Masaai market to bargain for some final souvenir shopping. I wasn’t entirely sure what to buy, and hate bargaining, but ended up settling on a thick shuka for the mini reunion party I will being throwing at my place in a few weeks time, and a handcrafted chess set that I saw at the previous market and loved the look of. We grabbed some iced-coffee and a snack, and head back for a quick shower before mystic gardens. Mystic Gardens is a restaurant that SSE Kenya attends every year as a final dinner all together (including the donors and other staff from organizations such as ACCESS), and is supposed to be a highlight of the trip. While it was nice to all be together, the vibes were slightly strange. With two separate round tables, there was a physical divide between us instructors and the organizers/donors, in the centre, a table with complementary whiskey, vodka and wine (yay) and a make-shift stage area for our host to speak on his microphone. Before dinner was served, we mingled and had a chance to stir the food before sitting down to eat. The event cost us 2000KES, yet I think I ate about 500KES worth of food. Anyhow, drinks were paid for and I sat and spoke with Hayden and Dennis (one of the drivers) about relationships and jealousy after Ben had spoken with me about the five languages of love and what they mean. With dinner having been consumed, our host came up to speak a few words. He ended with a thank you to the organization for their hard work and dedication, and asked for others to speak. Of course, VJ was first to come up followed by Ben, and they both said some kind words towards the organization and our team in the inspiring way that they talk. As I sat trying to not make eye contact with anyone to avoid being called up, Doris and Janet were ushered to the stage to sing the Chinese song they had sung just a few days ago in class. With a mix of relief and admiration, I watched as they sang and then spoke about their experience on the trip. It was wonderful to see two girls that had initially been quite shy to come up and have no trouble singing and speaking in front of such a relatively large audience. A few others came up to speak, including Kait and Nicole who spent time individually thanking all of the instructors which was so sweet, but the host started to get restless. As Yuki and Leah tried to hand over the thank you gifts we had bought for Colleen and Frances, he snatched the microphone. Yuki told him they weren’t done, but he was already impatient and as Frances tried to speak a few words of thanks, he came and snatched the microphone again. After this, the vibes of the night changed, and I felt a sense of dislike towards this man who had swung in, charged us large amounts of money, and didn’t even let our organizer speak. Finally wrapping up, we head back to the apartments and sorted out tomorrows events organizing the yearbooks and who would get which gift. I have mixed feelings about tomorrow. I’m excited for everyone to graduate, but upset that this will be our final goodbye, I’m happy that we get to spend such a nice day together, but sad that is has ended so quickly.