
On saturday I traveled with the bus to Nairobi. I’m here to get a new visa. From the buswindow i saw some of the beautiful nature in Kenya.



Today the boys tasted fish from Lake Victoria. The food looked delicious and it tasted good. Amr from Palestine loved it and ate both his own and Kristoffers fish. Suddenly Amr started coughing and grasped his throat. I got one stuck in my mouth he said. A fish bone cleaved his throat in two. A surgery was necessary and I played the doctor. Kristoffer held the flash light and Angela taped it all. Joy was the responsible one and told us this was no laughing matter when we laughed too much. In the end I got the bone out of Amrs throat, and he survived. :)




To day we went to a school. The Children are learning about animals, and we tought them about the goat. We had prepared the fairytale «De tre bukkene bruse», and Chatura Kristoffer and Amr played the goats. Silje was the troll. Afterwards we played games with the children, and in the end they made goats out of clay.


Shit, shit, shit.
Peter has been a bad rabbit. He don’t know have to use a toilet. My room is full of pie and poop. I had to let him go. Now he is out in the dark and I feel sad. My baby is gone, but in the end you just have to let your kids go their own way. I hope he will come and visit some time.