Hope: In Kenya:Transformations: basic_classroom

On one of the late afternoons, Kevin, the soft spoken 20-year old headmaster for the St. Luke's girls secondary school, spontaneously asked me if I wanted to visit the other primary school across the road, where up to 700 hundred students attend. We entered the school compound via the back and saw throngs of students lined up around a volleyball net, others congregating in hubs on the red dirt courtyard to socialize after a long day in class.

It wasn't until we were on our way back to the St. Luke's compound that I paused to peek inside one of the classrooms. I gasped at the dire austerity. In contrast, the St. Luke's high school girl's classrooms had concrete flooring, were painted a soft, welcoming sea green, and had desks for storing books and papers. Yet, there is nothing relatively unusual or desperate about this classroom, since many classrooms in rural Kenya resemble it. As I learned, many children in this part of country still love going to school.

One late afternoon, Kevin, the soft spoken 20-year old headmaster for the St. Luke's girls secondary school, spontaneously asked me if I wanted to visit the other primary school across the road, where up to 700 hundred students attend. We entered the school grounds and saw throngs of students congregating in hubs on the red dirt courtyard to socialize after a long day in class. It wasn't until we were on our way back that I paused to peek inside one of the classrooms. I gasped at the dire austerity. Yet, there is nothing relatively unusual or desperate about this classroom, since many classrooms in rural Kenya resemble it. As I learned, many children in this part of country love going to school.