Lisselle's Trip to Kenya

In Lisselle's own words

Update 4 - Friday 24th July

Okay so the last bit of what I did last week with our host Victor and his family in the evenings after school which I think I told you about in my last email, Christine and I spoke in the a church meeting which was a week long conference which was supposed to be a youth worship & teaching workshop - but as I find is frequently the case even in Uk it was a bunch of youth a bunch of the faithful back bones of the church who were there to support and to earnestly seek God too. ON arriving we were told we would be teaching every day and the guidance we were given was that it should be on life skills... and we could expect youth from the age of 11 - 25 - not too broad at all he-he! I was a little bit intimidated by this and was not very happy with the expectation that I would just be able to come up with a teaching programme and preach for 5 days straight to a group of people I've never met with little to no time to prepare as we had been programmed to help in the prep school in the morning - these meetings were officially to be started at 2pm so or programme for the week was to 7am wake up 8am breakfast
9-12noon school
12.30 lunch time
2pm teach at youth workshop
..... play games, entertain, speak to, mingle with people
8pm dinner
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...sleeep.

I didn't want to pretend that I was absolutely fine with doing this and was honest in sharing that I like my time to prepare and put together what I'm doing... but apparently this made no difference and 5 local churches had been invited to this event where two young ladies form the UK would be speaking.... DISASTER! Chris seemed quite happy to do this kind of thing as she like to just go for it.... I however was ever so slightly wetting myself because I've never been expected to speak without any preparation - argg. However after deciding we'd go through the book of James because there are 5 chapters and a lot of I is to do with things to do - taming the tongue, speaking words of power etc - I thought it was a little to do with life skills... we went for it. AND I actually really enjoyed it - for the most of it - the first half of the week anyway I was feeling quite full... my brain was constantly working and I didn't really have any stop time at all. by the time it got to the end of the third session Chris and I decided that rather than doing 2 short talks (one each) for the fourth day of teaching (and therefore chapter 4 of James) she would so a longer talk and for the fifth day of teaching (chapter 5 of James) which meant that day four I had some time to just sit from after lunch 1pm-2pm (or 3.30pm when the meeting really started - this is Kenya time!) to just digest what had happened in the day and just sit and think about the week so far - such bliss, I was aware that I had my last talk to do the very next day and knew that I had an option of spending the time to prepare my next talk but really had a feeling that I would be better off processing what had been happening in the week as I'd had no down time at all previously. I had the thought of oh - I should prepare now, and decided against it, really taking some peace and learning some real meaning of what keeping Sabbath time holy is about. I think partly it's for us to rest and partly it's a trust exercise that we when committing our time to God and rest are having trust and faith in God that he will actually provide for us what we need to make the next day work.

It does seem kind of backwards doesn't it if you've got lots of things to do, you just want to get on with doing it... the last thing your brain certifies as 'good' is a couple of hours just sitting on your bum doing nothing that's on your to-do list. But I really felt God's blessing, I had a great couple of hours just letting my brain slow down and putting aside my thoughts of what would be sprung on me to teach in school the next morning and what I would say at the church meeting at 2pm tomorrow. I just stopped and was able to take catalogue of the real joy and pleasure I had got out from the activities, people and programme so far. Excellent. And when I woke up the next morning after my having listened to Christine's talk and had some free time - I awoke with a song and a real REAL burning passion for the day. I was ready to go and talk straight away I had lines of a couple of songs in my head which fitted in with the bit of the passage I was speaking on in chapter five of James which was about effective, expectant prayer - actual massive blessing and I THINK A REAL TESTIMONY OF GOD'S WORKJING I LOVED IT. And when I got time to sit down after dinner for an hour and half I roped together a string of bible passages and preached them - I think it was probably the best talk I've spoken - definitely that week anyway. What a blessing - God's provision, GOD's faithfulness, GOD's goodness prevailed and people were ministered to. It' was a great day. So I guess with that I'd say I'd love e to leave you a message of encouragement and challenge to trust God, to work for and with God, but to know that it is he who brings all things together for the good of those who love him (kinda Romans 8:28) as well PSALM 37 - Something I read yesterday Psalm 37 'Commit your way to the Lord and he will do this: He will make your righteousness shine like the down, the justice of your cause like the noon day sun....' Amazing - Hand clap to Jesus Clap* CLAP* CLAP* CLAP * CLAP * CLAP! Amen

Anyway that really is the end of last week's thoughts - well that I'm planning on sharing through these emails anyway.
AS for this week.
Well it's Friday today and we've been in Kitale since umm... Monday - I think - days kind of get mixed up in my head - you guys have my programme on the site - so you probably know better than I do - hahahah! But we have been working with some children at a centre - the one you'll see photos of on the 'Heart of Hope' website this place is like a midway house it's a rescue centre for children - abandoned children, street children who have run away because they've had abusive parents, suffered physical abuse, sexual abuse, psychological abuse... etc etc... you name it our kids have had it. SO this centre does the job of going out and scooping up the kids who want to be helped (that seems an odd statement - but it's key - some projects just take the children off the streets put them into programmes and just force them into this new way of life) all the kids who are taken in are told from the beginning that this is not a permanent home - children only stay in the centre for as long as a year (unless exceptional circumstances require an alternative) or project makes sure every child is noted and 'documented' they all have their own file, information is drawn from the children - where they are willing and able to communicate it - the project aims to reinstate the children who have run away to their families - where this is safe and possible. It is the halfway house between other projects, orphanages, schooling centres etc... Whilst staying at Birunda rescue centre the children are given the most basic of meals, small lessons but NOT schooling as such, very basic clothes, health care and all receive counselling both in group settings and individually. In previous years the children had better food and clothing etc - but where this is such a poverty stricken area it had to be cut down, as several children ran away from home, went onto the street - because they know that some children would be picked up and taken in and they would be eating better than they would at home. This obviously countered the point of the project so had to be addressed as the point of the programmed is to rehabilitate the children to families where possible - not to break the families a part.

Obviously in some cases it is just not safe and therefore possible to put the children back home with their families - even if the families are located as the children have suffered such abuse from family members. It is still a myth that the HIV virus can be treated by having sex with a young virgin girl. SO some of the children in our centre have been raped by family members. Sometimes this is not even the reason and it's just general molestation. SO the children wait in the centre, are counselled in some cases are rehabilitated from the drug use which they have taken up won the street and are building relationships in a loving and caring environment until they can get sponsors which will noble them to go to school, t or put them in a place where they can learn a trade. Because of funds only some of the children can be picked up and admitted into the scheme, another reason why only the children who want to be helped are taken in as it's not uncommon for children to run away.

It's hard I'm working with a whole bunch of them; there are about 50 in the centre right now - although the number constantly changes, what with street kids being picked up and admitted and success stories where kids have got the sponsors they need and have been taken to semi permanent housing where they can go to school, learn and live there in a children's home (one of these places is another projected which I was in yesterday and will be in solidly on Sat & Sun if all goes to plan) others are successfully taken back to their families - and are subsequently checked on and the files are still kept recorded as unfortunately some of the kids do run away form home again.

Some of the kids here are just so sharp and so smart that while they are here they are wasting precious schooling time... one particular boy called Daniel whom I've spent a long time with is 8 years old such a sharp one, all he wants is to be sponsored so he can go to school. auuurrg so unfair - I don't want to leave these kids in this place. The centre itself is great at what it does - but is specifically set up to be a halfway house it doesn't have the funds to - and even if I did it could not be a school because it would encourage children to run away from home in the hop that they'd be picked up. I'm just looking at some of these kids and they are REALLY smart - know a fair amount of English - they've been teaching me some KiSwaahili, and when given pen and paper will happily draw away, or write out maths questions and times tables - because they just want to learn - aaarr,,, they so want to go to school!

That's their way up.

Puts things into perspective where our kids complain about school, poke at school uniforms in disgust, for these kids if they get to go to school their uniform is worn with great pride, it's a special thing. I want to be able to help put these kids through school whilst they are so eager to learn! They can beat the system... what a beautiful thing that would be to see the lowest of the low, the hopeless, to find great hope and learn, learn how to teach others, learn how to earn a wage for themselves, become routed... they can get out of this vicious circle that poverty bites them with. They just need our help.

This little boy Daniel I mentioned before, when I'm walking back to the car at the end of the day he asks me can I sponsor him to go to school. I really want to be able to but I'm just not in the place where I can - what frustration -!!! God - do something please!!!

Prayers - kids really get the sponsors that they need, those ready and eager to learn will be blessed with the opportunity to do so, that God will bless the leaders and project managers for their discernment that they can see the bigger picture of what their organisation does! AMEN And praise God for what he's doing in these childrens' lives already!

Lisselle

Update 3 - Tuesday 21st July

African Adventurer goes forth...

Okay so I have just arrived in Kitale only took a few hours to get there on a matatu which is like cross between a minicab and a bus without the pretence of safety from seatbelts... ooooh. Thanks to Kenya roads though it's amazing we get a 3 hour back massage into the bargain - mmm... I love being driven in and out of dust holes yay! But with that - we arrived safely, to be greeted by one of the managers of the heart of Hope organisation we popped into the head office of NYPT (which you can se more about on the 'Heart of Hope website') and spent a quick 5mins saying hello to the people we'll be organised by this week, jumped back in the car to Oliver's house - he's the man in charge of Christine and myself this week, had a brief chat and lunch with him and then after briefly visiting the first of the two projects (again for a quick hello and this is where everything is) we drove to the hotel and had an hour and a half or so to just flop before dinner, time for a cup of tea and to properly unpack - hooray - didn't really properly unpack in our last place - there was really anywhere to put stuff. SO I made a point of slowly carefully unpacking this time - I even lined up my socks - ahhh. Beautiful. Order restored... for now!

But I didn't tell you about my last week in Mumias at all... SO here goes, Our host was a man named Victor who had a wife Praxides - no I didn't spell it wrong - I thought my name was odd! and two children Esther and Victory (turns out pretty much every second girl is called Esther - not complaining though, it makes name remembering easier!). He turned out to be pastor of a local church, which met in his house. Our programme for last week turned out to be an interesting one we went to school with Praxides in the morning - she taught at a prep school. For the first day we just watched how it all went and joined in with the games - still pretty difficult as I only know key words of Kiswahili, but just went with the flow. Play time was fun. It was especially quite interesting as in Mumias - especially this part of the town as there are no other white people - not that I'd seen anyway. SO for the children - I think we were actually proper novelties... like ghost people, so we got lots of attention - fun (mostly - although I maybe could have done without the hair 'brushing' um...?)

Later in the week I got more involved with the teaching which was a mixture of fun, weird, interesting, odd, and down right peculiar. The second day of our stay I got I asked if I wanted to teach do me being Lisselle said - yeah - go on then, I'll give it ago. So I taught mathematics... adding bananas, rice, mango - all good. Then taught some English - quite happy with that one, surprisingly okay at English - Phew! Then one of the funniest was - can you teach creation... from Genesis. Okay then, so no preparation - apparently planning's not that important.... aaarggh! So walked up to the black board with my chalk and stick (yeah that's right I got a pointing stick!) and decided to teach them a song - hooray for songs, so out comes 'He's got the whole wide world in his hands!' Marvellous - they loved it. And we pretended to be plants, we pretended to be cats and cows, we pretended to b stars - seriously if anyone had just walked in when I asked them to pretend to be cats, cows and dogs at the same time - I think they would have just been totally confused and probably run out screaming - I nearly did - he-he, kidding!

The funniest thing I found about teaching there was that the teaching there is so oral- the teacher says something the kids repeat it - EVERYTHING - so odd. SO I found that I had to try and make songs out of lessons, otherwise they would just repeat everything I said when I tried to explain it - so for maths - we sang ten green bottles - haha, so funny - and I got away with it! Yes! apparently they loved it - so I was happy... I wish I'd sung ten green bottles to help me to learn maths! All fun - very crazy. Had to teach nutrition - the importance of food, so funny that you just walk in and are given a topic to teach, I mean the topics have obviously been decided in advance - but as for learning objectives and all that kind of stuff... forget it - it's what the teacher decides to tell you. How politically incorrect would it be to go into a school in England and teach the nursery the story of Creation from Genesis as absolute fact - you just wouldn't be able to do it. You might be able to tell the story as opinion - but that'd be it - crazy. But there you are that's Kenya. Part way through the week we got to pull party poppers with the children and that was quite funny and quite sweet too, as they didn't' really know what they were so we had to show them how to use them, and thy loved the string that popped out of them - but what they seemed to get the most pleasure from were the little plastic bottle shape bits all the string pops out of - they were holding onto them. Which touched me quite a bit. That that was a toy... I guess in a way it's similar to in England were the really young children probably enjoy the unwrapping and the boxes more than the present inside. But I guess the major difference there is that they have any alternative... there are more toys to play with in this cupboard and when they get bored of playing with the wrapping they can move onto the gift. Whereas here they hang onto the little wrappers because they have nothing else to play with. It's just a totally different way of life the kids (even pre-school) walk themselves to school learn, have some porridge at break time which for some of them (a lot it seems) is the only meal they have had that day. Play some games and then when it gets to 12 it's home time and they walk themselves home as well.... or play in the streets, it's so odd to see a 5 year old Big sister carry her 3 year old brother home and that's okay - and normal - so odd. Definitely NOT ENGLISH AT ALL!

When it was my turn to serve porridge at break time I was really saddened to see how hungry some of the kids were not - complaining at all - but just so keen to get into their maize flour porridge. Shocking. I was thinking to myself oh this one looks really hungry I'll put more in this one's bowl. But the sad thing there is that if you give one extra then you're taking away from another. Scary. It's like an ethical dilemma - do you give the really hungry one more - so that you quench his hunger, or is that bad because then you make one who's pretty average hungry.... what do you do - Mental Gridlock!

Argg - Frustration. Sad thing is sometime's they don't have porridge at school at all because there has been and is a food shortage at the moment (not that I'd know personally, because I'm being looked after more than well by my hosts) the shortage is due to a lack of rain overall - but more significantly the post election violence where people attacked farms and places and just burned crop - and store houses - so damaging the supplies for this years -0 but also leaving an effect that will take a good 3 or 4 years to get back on top of as all the field which were burned are the crops not for this year but for the next.... it's just a crazy thing. So all the maize prices have gone up like double.

So what this means is that this is not something that can even be helped completely by someone just giving a big donation now - it requires long term projects which are sustainable and can pay for themselves... which can be put in place and will b able o fund themselves someway. Kenya needs long term help and long term provision. We need brainy schemes which will make the changes and benefit lasting and sustainable - preferably self sustainable so that they can be locally run projects. The place that we're in at the moment Kitale now has an 80% unemployment rate- arrr.

Financial crisis in places like UK where funding from people comes from obviously has also been lowered too. So it's very difficult to tackle. I've got some much more to say about Mumias too. I haven't started to tell you what I've done in the evenings yet... but later - I've got to go now. God bless you all.
Prayers specifically for....
When I get home I guess... I've been thinking about that a lot lately - I'm not sure why but it's been taking up a lot of my time when I'm trying to get to sleep - aarg! And prayers as well for Victor and his family who I have just left in Mumias that God will bless their church and fill it and make it an effective tool, and show it as a lamp and beacon to the surrounding area! AMEN AMEN!

Love Lisselle

Update 2 - Saturday 18th July

Okay guys so here's the next instalment...
adventures of a novice nomad continue!

First of all I'm still alive - hooray - haven't been burned to death by the sun yet - so can I hear an amen from anyone in the room. Made a couple of silly 'forgot my suntan lotion' moments - but let's just say I've been burned, learned and now it's attached to my hip - AT ALL TIMES! along with my insect repellent now... as it seems after 2 and a bit weeks the mosquitoes have finally got a taste for English blood - mmm! *&*jdfhsh&*#$# Pesky little things - 8 bites on my right foot - I don't know why that side is the most tasty? But there you go - but I am grateful for the mosquito nets in the night - BLESSING! Don't think I' have survived without them. Well not here in Mumias anyway.

SO, sorry I didn't get a chance to say hey from my last destination point which was a beautiful town called Nakuru - had a wonderful stay with a lady named Fran and her family (and thanks for those of you who were praying that we would be received well. we had a fantastic stay and a really great time! REALLY!) We didn't really end up doing what we were planned to do - for example we didn't visit the school there - rather we visited a local general hospital to see how they did things and to go and help out a little bit. SO we visited the children's burns ward and spent a couple of days there and finished up painting big freezes on the walls of the hospitals, which was great fun and was a great blessing to all of the patients there I think. Tell you what though so shocked - it's absolutely disgusting in there. Some of us English may complain from time to time about the NHS waiting in queues and stuff. But honestly we have such a blessing to have that kind of treatment and have it free.

Now I think I've got a pretty strong stomach when it comes to seeing nasty stuff and I was quite prepared when walking in... What I wasn't prepared for though was the repulsive smell that I experienced. In a hospital in England I'd expect a certain smell of funny hospital versions of cooked dinners and the pinching acetone smell which niggles at your nostrils, but on walking into this ward I was greeted by a smell quite different. The smell was of stale rotting flesh - actually gross. Not really somewhere you'd like to spend very long awaiting treatment - aRg. Had to pop outside from time to time whilst painting. It truly was a shock to the system to see how things work there. There are private hospitals available - but as with England most people wouldn't be able to afford it - so in to the general hospital it is for the most - Er!

So general conditions were just not great - obviously not the most high tech of equipment - but as with most government run organisations over here, the funding they have for specific things here like hospitals - schools as well I guess, is firstly somewhat sparse but secondly 'spread' around various other things which it just shouldn't be going to . Corruption seems to just underline pretty much everything that goes on here - mental! Other than the lack of equipment - what disgusted me the most was the source of the smell of the place - everything was just old and dirty - the place isn't cleaned properly - it's just NOT NICE. People like the nurses and doctors are paid a fair wage - and looked after as they have 'Important jobs" but the cleaning staff I guess because they're seen as some for m of add on are not paid well or properly at all. Which means they don't respect their job and therefore don't clean very well. so it just sucks - I want to encourage all you people out there who are doing cleaning jobs - especially in public sectors - man they are SO important - the best equipment - if not looked after properly will just be put to ruin - arrrgh!!! Pet peeve*** And the bugs, and the dirt, and the ...... don't even get me started on the smell when the food came around - made me gag just to see the children eating in such an environment! JUST GROSS. That was the hardest job so far - I mean - we received a warm welcome form the doctors and it was one of the doctors who sourced us the money for the paint for the walls. But it's a big revamp that the place needs - well paid staff - so that the patients will be well looked after - It's just disgusting - in a sense of filthy AND in a sense of the idea of God's chosen people being treated in such a way! But it's just crazy how stuff goes on there.

We visited a local children's orphanage and kind of school on our stay here - a place called Saidia - which is a really great project which has been set up to take care of abandoned children, feed them, clothe them, teach them, most of all love them. I love the planning of a particular part of the project which aims to support children who have been orphaned - yet still have grandmothers. They teach and supply the grannies with material to be able to make craft items - knitted jumpers, woven bags, beads, jewellery and sell the items to visitors of the orphanages and such. In order to give the grannies the ability to be able to take care of their grandchildren - through their own work. I love this as it gives the children support within their limited family - allowing them to stay in a safe place that's HOME as well as the fact that the grannies are being taught through the skills that they have to be able to provide for the children. It's great - I have the contacts of the lady who works there and there's a possibility of asking them to post us out boxes of jewellery to sell. So if you guys are up for it - I may organise to have some sent to us. So you have a chance to buy some pretty bits and support a child in a family. We'll see.

Anyway I'm here in Mumias now, was received by my next family on erm... Monday and have settled in nicely doing a very different sort of job - I've given you heaps of rant-age to be getting in on with now. So I'll hopefully email again next week and tell you about this week part way through next week... I hope that makes sense.... Just because most of you must be 10mins away from reaching for the matchsticks to keep your eyes open. Unless you're a night bird and are reading this at stupid o'clock in the morning and therefore probably took that action about 2 paragraphs ago!

So just to say Chris and I are safe and getting on well here in Mumias - we've been teaching at school - great but so weird - I'll tell you later and have been teaching the church in the afternoons - again - so weird - tell you all about that later too. It's been different - culture change - fun - a bit tiring - but early nights have seen to that. OH yeah and I am (-------) -> this close to stealing a little girl called Marion and taking her home with me. She's not even an orphan - so don't even have that excuse - she's probably small enough for hand luggage if I fold her up neatly??? d'oh! Anyways, speak later God bless you all - again thanks for your continued prayer support! Prayer list - I'd love to know... well everything - but that's not going to happen - so I guess please pray for safe journey to our next destination - Kitale, again that we get on well with out hosts, and for relationships to be built and strong contacts - for sharing - with ..... I don't know - but I suspect it'll be useful! Please pray that God & I really have this whole adventure together! Umm definitely enough - could rant for longer. "Please don't" I hear the shouts from England, so I'll bid you farewell.

Thanks for your support guys (was thinking last night how blessed I am by my friends, church... just family in general - A-Mazing!)

Update 1 - Monday 6th July

Hey guys, sorry it's been so long been out and about, this is my first visit to a cyber cafe - just wanted to let you know how I’m doing. We arrived safely on the first - arrived at the airport at 3am. Flew to Amsterdam which was a pretty nice quick flight. then changed for Nairobi - which was also a nice flight but by no means quick - took us about 8 hours but the flight was delayed. But we got there eventually. Funny, stepping into Nairobi airport is like just taking a walk back in time! Picked up my bags, but Chris's big fat backpack with all her essentials in decided it didn’t want to accompany us on our flight to Nairobi and managed to stay in Holland for an extra day. Which meant a couple of hours in the airport filling in forms of where we would be and where the bag could be dropped off when it decided to grace us with its presence in Nairobi. Anyway we were picked up all be it 2-3hrs after we'd planned to leave and met the first of our guest hosts a man named Fred, the guy who's organised the details of our trip for us. He welcomed us showed us to our room. Then after talking we had dinner and then hit the hay - not literally - Chris (my travelling companion) and I shared a nice comfortable double bed. We had our first experience of tucking ourselves in bed with a mosquito net - which was actually quite amusing, dilemma... when you've tucked yourself into bed with a mosquito net hanging over you... and realise you've left the light on how do you turn the light off without getting all untucked and then tucked back in again. Answer - don't be such a doofus and remember to carry your torch with you - Doh!

After a fair bit of stress and little bit of confusion (by little I mean little - as much as a slug is a LITTLE bit slimy) we managed to get Chris' luggage back form the airport. Hooray - Praising the Lord all over the place as she now has clean socks toothbrush and most importantly malaria tablets for the rest of the week!

Whilst staying in Nairobi with our host Fred, we popped into Kabira (may have spelled that wrong?) to see a school which Fred (working alongside an organisation called 'Sporting Chance') supports. As the government is so crazy over here school is by no means compulsory and in fact is difficult to get your kids into as it costs money. This school that has been set up by a man who donated his land in order to create this space and opportunity for the girls who live in the slums and don't have a chance otherwise to go to school. Here they can get an education without paying even a Shilling, so therefore they have a way of getting on the ladder and learning - maybe with the hope of getting to university. All we really managed to do was literally pop our heads around the door and say hello as this was just a brief little visit, also the people whom we'd planned to meet with and talk to had somehow got another meeting elsewhere - but as they say in Kenya ‘Hakuna Matata’!

It's the 6th July today and we've just finished the holiday part of our trip - Christine and I popped down (again popped down - in Kenya terms - about a 5 and a half hour drive - ask me about the traffic when I come back - it's laughable... one of those you have to laugh, or you'll cry kind of things) to Mara to be tourists and visit the masi tribe and go on Safari - oh my goodness - I loved it - great holiday time! We spent two nights there and met with another two English girls who are just coming the end of a 2 month Kenyan trip. We got to learn a few rules of the road from them and they told us a little bit about the hosts we would be staying with in the rest of our visit as they had stayed in some of the same places, with some of the same people too. So, the Safari was great - did I mention that the Safari was great? I think I did - well yes, it was great!! Sooo many photos to show you already when I come back - Lions, giraffes, Zebras... I even saw Pumba - Timon unfortunately was on holiday himself though so he remains a Disney character to me.

But any way after finishing our 2 nights at the Mara, we journeyed back again to Fred's house for dinner and sleepy time after chatting about our highlights form Mara and more importantly finding out about his passion for his projects which again - I have so much to tell about he really has a passion for helping out these local people - not just in terms of instant alleviation of trouble but he's hoping to create something more sustainable - where children can learn and will be able to teach others. We heard his story - learned about his background, the situation he had been born into and his passion is to give children a leg up in the way that someone had given him a leg up also. Sorry, really have to dash now - we've got to move on to our next destination which is Nakuru - where we'll be staying with a lady called Fran where we'll be for a week talking and working with a lot of orphans and spending time with them and all that entails - so hopefully I'll write again soon.

God bless for now - In terms of prayers - I guess it'd be great to pray that we'd get on well with our new family and we would be received well by them.

Over and out
Much love Lisselle

Lions, Tiger’s, Mosquito’s, Sunshine…….. Kenya here I come!

So a mission trip to Kenya eh… well well well, I’ll tell you what, I’m excited already and to be honest after reading through my final itinerary and ‘what to take’ and ‘how to be safe’ lists I’m a little bit nervous, not huge amounts… but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t concerned at all.

The Itinerary

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