We've been there six days and every day is the same. They come running out to the street with great big toothy smiles, waving furiously and chanting "How are you?....How are you?"
Some of the boys run alongside the bus and try to stay with the bus until they stumble or run into a cabbage cart.
In the clinic, the Kenyan children are soft-spoken, especially the girls. They are well behaved and respectful of elders. Outside the clinic, they happily run and play like children anywhere else.
The girls wear dresses. During the week the schoolchildren are dressed in their uniforms. Each school seems to have a different color scheme - blue, green, red, etc. The uniforms typically consist of checked shirts, solid sweaters (yes - in the African heat), and solid skirts or shorts.
We've seen girls as young as 8 or 9 carrying babies on their backs.
The Kenyan children, and the Kenyan people as a whole, are physically beautiful.
In the midst of such astonishing poverty, these children are generous in their smiles and waves. I can't help but to think of that as an reflection of God's grace!
