Two tomatos, two bananas, and an egg.

Last night after dinner we (the ladies in the house) went to a sort of fundraising event in the community for kids to raise money for school fees. One of the girls being fundraised for was the housemaid, Emmy, who is about 19 I think. She invited us to come, and we all supported her. It was at a “hotel” which I can’t even describe to you why you wouldn’t think it is a hotel when you saw it. There were so many people there sitting in chairs under a tarp lit by one dangling light bulb, with the goats tied up near by. One was auctioning off different things as the boisterous crowd shouted out numbers and apparently jokes, as everyone would burst into laughter occasionally. So many children gathered around to watch excitedly. It was packed. I don’t know exactly how it all works because I am not with any native Kenyans and I find myself mostly in the blue about what is going on, but every once and awhile a man in a suit would make his way up to the middle and hand the auctioneer an envelope, at which point everyone would clap to a rhythm and sing a little song of blessings. One of the girls I live with was taking pictures and all the children were anxious to be in them and laughed when they saw themselves on the digital screen. I was happy to just sit there and listen to the Swahili, as I inhaled the delicious night air filled with smells of fresh fruits and vegetables. There was a man sitting next to us who kept buying things and giving them to us! We ended up with two pumpkins, three avacados, lots of onions, passion fruit, and 10 little baggies with two tomatos, two bananas, and one egg.