Some messages are worth a thousand explanations and reflexions. They feel like a kick in the stomach and whiffs of hope, encouragement and certainty that we are on the best path and with the right purpose. An example, is the message that we received this week form Girl MOVER Célia, after a BELIEVE in Touch session with Mwarusi Amina.
I’m good. I don’t know…
Sister, I want to tell you something: This morning I ran away from home to my aunt’s house in Napipine, because I was hungry… My mum doesn’t go out to sell and there’s no more food.
Sister, I heard that we are going to stay one more month without going to school.
Come on sister, when is this illness going to end?
This was the beginning of another phone session with Mwarusi Amina.
An issue so simple and complex, loaded with various facets and challenges.
Little Amina only wants to know when she can return to school, play with her friends, dance and sing in our dynamic sessions with the rest of the Mwarusis.
in that safe space, she feels like a butterfly and wants to know if someday she can dream and fly again. So little and already so aware of everything… Amina is worried and wants to know where the sustenance of her family will come from when the orders are to stay at home…
She wants to know when all of these limitations and uncertainties that COVID-19 forces us to experience will come to an end.
And us sisters, Girl MOVERS and mentors, we will continue to plant hope in our Mwarusis. In every phone call, we confirm that we are more united that ever before.
We taught them our distancing from crowds dance and together we danced in a space so safe that the only noise that could be heard was the connection of our voices. Besides that, we reaffirmed that, for now, we need to stay at home to protect our bodies; we taught them how to make D.I.Y. masks that they can donate to their families, in case of it being necessary to go out to get essentials. At the end of every meeting, we remind them that, the future depends on us and that for now, what we can do is wash our hands frequently. After all, the enemy is invisible, but not eternal!