Sep 15, 2009
Nov 21, 2009
We had a few hours of driving and then we were at a place called the Amani Children’s Home. As we were walking in to the place and waiting for the guy and his spiel, I remembered that I read a book called “Who Cares.” It was about an American woman who came over to Tanzania and started a children’s home. Ironically enough it was the same one that we were in. We got a tour of the place by an American guy and then let loose to play with the kids. Amani: Primarily a place for troubled boys aged 6-16 who were living on the streets either in the cities of Moshi or Arusha. 2 full-time staff members search the streets a few days a week and try to convince kids to come to the home. The purpose of the home is not to care for them until they get older but to get them back on track with an adult who can care for them. Hopefully a parent, family member, or family friends. Currently there were 88 people in the home and only 6 I think were girls. As we were let loose, a few of the guys and I decided to get a game of football going because we bought a ball for them to have. We had to play barefoot because we only had sandals on and were slipping like crazy on all the mud on the field. There were a few kids who were really really good and were kicking our butts. Though that isn’t really hard to do. After the game, I just decided to talk to a few of the boys and then play some Frisbee with others. After a few hours of interacting with the kids, it was time to go. Hopefully playing with them for a hours gave them some kind of confidence and well-being. More driving to a city called Moshi - which is at the foothills of Mt Kilimanjaro.