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Clara during Chakula time

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I know I haven’t written on here in a long time, but I am writing with a plea!! Cradle of Love is running low on funds, and is strictly run by donations only. After they pay the Mamas this month, there will be no more money. They need money to pay the Mamas who work 12 hour shifts and are the main caregivers for the babies. On top of paying the Mamas, COL is going through legal issues, so they need money to cover those costs as well!

Why give material objects this Holiday season when a child’s basic human right is being compromised?!

You can donate here
(As much as they need material objects like clothes and diapers… right now they need money donations)

Asante Sana

If you aren’t convinced, then look at these pictures:



So today was my last day of placement…. which means I am currently sad. Cradle gets plenty of volunteers going through which is amazing, but it is sad when the children get attached to one or two volunteers, then they never show up again…. One little girl became attached to me, and when I was saying goodbye today, I had to pass her to a different volunteer so she wouldn’t cry (like she has in the past when I leave for the day, or even go to the washroom).

Leaving Tanzania tomorrow will be bittersweet because as much as I love it here, I do miss some of the selfish luxuries of home (writing that itself is selfish). I definitely took things back at home for granted until I came here, such as power, food, water and showers. I will be more cautious of these when I return, except for the one long hot shower I will be taking when I get home. The people here have been amazing, even if they do grab me at the sides trying to get me to come into their DalaDala. At home it is definitely not normal to say “Hi how are you” to strangers on the street, yet here it is not normal to not say those things… I will miss the “Mambo” “Poa” exchange as well as the “Jambo” “Sijambo.” I will also miss the cheap price of everything, so my value of a dollar has most definitely changed as well.

Cradle of Love, although well funded, can always be more well funded, so if you would like to/have the funds to donate money, you can do it through their paypal page on their website: (sorry for the shameless promotion, once you go to the website and see the babies, you will know why)

I am back Saturday night, so talk to you all then!


So I went to a doctor on Thursday to see if he can figure out what I was sick with and this is what he thought: he goes to me, “you have tonsilitis” and I respond with “no, that is not possible, I had my tonsils out when I was three years old” and he goes “oh, well your doctor didn’t take out all of your tonsils and do a good job, because there are remnants of them in your mouth and they are infected” and I go “so…. it is not tonsilitis then” and he goes “let me show you” and proceeds to swab my mouth and show me saliva and try and pass them off as remnants… bahahaha T.I.A.

I am on antibiotics and feeling much better, and this weekend I checked out the rich area of Arusha, Njiro, which was pretty. Today I went to the Snake Park and saw a Black Mamba, which I believe is one of the deadliest snakes, and I held a crocodile, a snake, a turtle AND rode a camel… pictures to come.

This week is my last week at placement, and while everyone else here is at an orphanage where they can bring things or buy things, my orphanage is very westernized, so I am not sure what I can give them to contribute (I already gave them diapers and toothbrushes…). I will ask them tomorrow and see if they need anything, otherwise I will see what other orphanages or other schools need, and donate accordingly.

See you all saturday, I may blog again, I may not….


It has been a week and I apologize…. A lot has happened… so I will just jot note what I have done
– Safari was phenomenal, can’t really explain it in a blog, so you will just have to ask me about it when I am back!
– Zebra cuddle train and making eye contact with zebras
– Dala Dala’s are now running again
– Been to placement this week- got one of the pouty girls to like me- HALLELUJAH
– got the flu, now im better-ish…. ish
– At placement went to a clinic and dala’d with a baby and a four year old- a new experience, yes.
– A baby at placement who had just come last week, passed away 😦
– That is it 🙂 this weekend I might go to a hot spring in Boda…. otherwise, I only have 6 days of placement left 😦


Blogging is tiring… The last few days have been quite eventful. This post wont be long because I would rather facebook creep with my internet time rather than blog…. pole.

So Friday night we went to TGT which is this restaurant in some really western hotel with tourists who probably dont see the real Tanzania…. besides the animals and kili of course. The food was great!!!

Saturday in the day I went to Masai Market and bought a lot of things, it was a fun bartering experience “rafiki price” came in handy, especially when I brought it up. I will definitely be going back soon.

On Sunday A few of us went to Saki’s (the security guard) Masai Village which was a3 hour drive, an hour and a half which is off roading. It was an amazing experience, they welcomed up with song and dance, and I was able to join in on one of their dances. We got to tour where they live, the females and children live all on one side of the hut, while the male lives on the other. Only when they are having sex the female is allowed to sleep in the males bed. The females do all the work, while the male literally does whatever during the day. There was a ceremony for killing and eating a goat, which I did not partake in. I understand why they do it, and know they utilize the goat’s every orphus, I just have a weak stomach… Apparently it tasted good though. It was an amazing experience to see how they live, and awesome to meet Saki’s children

Monday we woke up and found out the Dala Dala’s are on strike…. which means it is impossible to get to my placement in a cheap manner… so instead I went into town looked at Tanzanite and got a hoodie from the second hand market for safari. Apparently there is tension between the police and dala drivers because when the dala drivers are stopped they are forced to give money to police, and if they dont then they are arrested, and they are fed up with how they are treated. Which is fair. We heard that one of the girls from the homestay was pulled into a store because of the Dala Dala mobs and there was tear gas…. The next day we thought it was better because some Dalas were working, but we only made it halfway to placement… there was extreme tension between the Dala drivers who wanted to drive and the Dalas who didnt… Today is the same and I am just laying low before SAFARI TOMORROWWWWW


Posted on: July 22, 2011

So I am really not good at this whole blog thing…. getting to a computer is just not high on my priority list, and I would rather hang out or go into town….

This post will be a bit shorter because I don’t have my real journal with me so I don’t really remember what went on… Tuesday was the first real day of placement, and it was good, but long. Many of the children have abandonment issues because of their situation, so constant attention is given. We feed them breakfast (if  we make it there on time haha) and lunch, and they are pretty well fed. Since Cradle is so well funded, these kids are very privileged, which makes me wonder what their lives will be like after they are too old for Cradle. I asked Claire, one of the workers, what happens and some children move onto different orphanages (where I am assuming are up to Cradle standards, since Cradle moves them) or back with their parents. This worries me, because these children are pretty much spoiled as they get 3 full meals a day, have plenty of toys, attention and clothing. I think they will have a culture shock when they are to be moved.

On Wednesday, we went to placement again, and I went to town to exchange money at the bureau- which is always an adventure. In the evening some of us went to Africafe for some dessert (I obviously had ice cream). Africafe is pretty much a starbucks but with more food options, and in Africa….. Some people went to do Karaoke after, but I surprisingly declined..

On Thursday when we got to placement, they needed adults to take some of the babies to the clinic, so I volunteered to do so. The clinic was about five minutes away and very nice. It was a free clinic, and the facilities were legit, with proper scales etc…. And while you are waiting they hand our packages of cookies and juice. The babies needed to go for HIV testing and checkups, but we only had time for one baby to actually get tested. Sometimes testing can be a more than one time thing, and this baby, Irene, had her last test, and she is negative! We left early that day because the babies went to sleep early, which meant there was nothing for us to do, so I slept. At night was Social Night which is when all of the volunteers from homestays come have dinner at the volunteer house, it gets really crowded, but the food is awesome. I had like 4 Chipati…. all I eat here is carbs, and I have had to ignore my intolerance to wheat/gluten because it is barely possible to eat otherwise… I have come to embrace the burn.


Today we dropped off our diapers and hand sani at placement and they werent as thankful as I would have hoped… maybe because it was at a bad time. Today was nice because we got to play outside with the children, which made time go by fast. We left, but this afternoon they are having a Birthday Celebration for all of the July birthdays, and by the set up, it looks really cute.

Tonight there is talk about going for Pizza, so I will probably do that! Tomorrow some of us are going to the Masai Market and Second-Hand market for some touristy things as well as clothing for Safari…. apparently 13 years of camp didn’t sit with me while packing for Africa. Oh well. And on Sunday I am probably going to the Masai Village of one of the security guards at the house… I am excited but not too sure how I feel about seeing a goat being killed (I will shut my eyes probably). I understand it is their culture, so I am not against them doing it, I am against myself watching it 🙂

This was boring, Pole.


p.s. if you want something from the market and have the balls to text a Tanzanian phone number…. then text me 🙂


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