day 29

Today is my last day at the school as a teacher, tomorrow morning I'll leave to travel around Ghana a little bit.

I have plenty of thoughts and the main one is about what I did here and what this experience has meant to me. I feel like what I received is way more than what I gave, especially because I'm not sure that I have changed a lot of these kids' future. But now I want to talk about them. Tomorrow they won't have a teacher, even though I'm still trying to collect enough money to hire one soon. 

In any case, today I made them write what they want to do when they grow up. Of course they don't know right now, but when I read that some of them dream to be doctors, pilots,  and bank managers, I felt sad, like something was telling me they're now in a sort of prison from which it will be very difficult to escape, and this prison could force them to give up on their dreams, leaving them without the knowledge of the many different kind of jobs and opportunities the world could offer. 

I'm trying to find a way to give them and the school long term help, hoping that it could provide the keys to open the jail, and give them the possibility to decide their own future.

We often complain about our lives: if they're not like they should be, do all you can to change them, because the opportunities we have are not even comparable to theirs. If you feel like you are in jail, look for and find the keys to escape. They're definitely easier to find than the ones these children need.