Day 9. Departing

Devika said "... When you've grown up hearing about Tanzania, you begin to look forward to certain aspects, because you've been conditioned to think they're the most important. Building houses, teaching students, bonding with classmates are all experiences we thought we were ready and able to tackle. One thing they dont tell you about? One thing you cant possibly prepare for? Leaving the children. ..."
"... Leaving the hundreds of faces smiling up at you, grabbing your hands and begging you not to go. The tearful grasp between individuals with children they tried not to get so emotionally attached to. The somber faces of those who look on, over the sea of flurried people, trying to maintain enough composure for the rest of us. Leaving Mwereni meant leaving a part of ourselves behind, as corny as that sounds, because we had learned so much in such a short amount of time, that there was no way once we'd left that we'd ever feel this connected to ourselves and to each other. This world we'd immersed ourselves in, this lifestyle we'd created was rapidly disintegrating before our eyes, and even though we knew from the beginning that leaving Tanzania would be difficult, we never knew just how true this was. Let's just say there's a reason we can openly say we're suffering from "Post Tanzania Depression" and everyone who's been there, and experienced this truly memorable trip, completely understands. ..."




















