After a lunch filled with rice, potatoes, and an assortment
of fruits and vegetables the group divided their Rwandan franks and headed to
the market. Vendors were on the pursuit to sell all their goods, most of which
represented things straight from Africa. Money was spent, sometimes even
wasted. ;)
The group hopped on the bus and went to the music school.
After a tour and rockin' out on some snakeskin drums, the students met the
orphans. The orphans played the piano; the students played the piano. Once
again, music united the barrier that separated the two different cultures.
The Americans listened intently to the story of the
orphanage, but the children were distracted by the gizmos that the students
had. The orphans were using the cameras to take pictures and were intrigued by
the string bracelets the Americans had. Though both groups could barely
understand each other, words were not needed, because the connection that was passed
even through the simplest handhold was strong enough to create an everlasting
bond.
written by Alex and Isabel
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