Deal done!!!!!!!Thanks to Almighty God..!
Hongereni wanangu, haikuwa rahisi kama waonavyo.
Yesterday never comes back..take a picture and its memories stay forever
The man of hope
Bia za kitonga hizo muacheni akachanganye na nyagi mtaniambia
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11. “If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.” —Nelson Mandela
Kila hatua mipango
A few nice word can help a person a lot more than u think🌹🌹
Man city mpoooooooo juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu kamaaaaa simba
hakuna matata, it means no worries... expect when you have to hike down a huge slippery hill but s/o to the best tour guide for holding my hand the whole way so i didn’t fall (this waterfall was worth it)
Half year of being separated, half year of living in anxiety of losing contact, see who I eventually found this morning! Little Paul and his mom stayed with us last year in a peaceful Tanzanian town. Everytime seeing me, he screamed "Mama Co Mi" which made a single woman so touched. We had the most cheerful days of living, playing and learning together. My simple joy was to return home seeing healthy and happy Paul, a truly gentle, well-behaved and caring boy. We meet children every day and some bring us a really deep connection no matter what language we speak. Life has been up and down. While coming back to Asia excitedly collecting study tools dreaming for the reunion day I'll teach Paul at home, my heart was torn knowing that he moved out for his mother's new family with new hardship. More siblings. No income. No good shelter. No proper nutrition. No school. No promising future. It was more in ache to realize Paul is still luckier than millions of children out there in Congo, South Sudan, Central Africa, Yemen, Syria or the Rohingya kids in Bangladesh, etc. I'm trying to find a way to make sure Paul has the best things he deserves. We're just a dust in this world. It's huge and our hands are small, but at least I found my boy today. Everything is gonna be alright, hakuna matata.
Till next time