Unknown to my team members, I brought my swiss army knife and first aid kit when I walked into Kisumu's Child Rehab Centre. After all, you don't know what to expect in these situations.
I went in with a very cautious mind. I came out amazed, inspired with a hint of sadness.
We spent an enjoyable afternoon with these wonderful kids - games, songs, competitions. Sure, they may have done terrible things in the past, but gazing into their innocent eyes, you can still see a glimmer of hope accompanied with immense joy.
They truly are the most gorgeous kids on the planet. We held hands, we sang songs...they are very disciplined, never complained, not even once.
We are all equal. They deserve as much as we do in every way - opportunities, resources, care, guidance. Yet the world is unfair. We view them as the inferior group, as kids that will destroy our society in the future.
I have huge respect for Johnson and the teachers in the centre. They are not materially blessed, yet they are one of the rare few in the world that understands the true meaning of life...
One just wonders who is more blessed - us or them.
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