By Gidget Valadez
Little sleepy eyes up to make breakfast early
The schoolhouse calls
Dusty hair, sometimes coiffed, sometimes wild
The march of tattered backpacks
Covered in superheroes and sparkles
No coaxing required
There is a hunger for connection
A yearning for learning
About those things familiar in nationality, language, history, tradition, and culture
And about things far and wide, complex and nuanced
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Discipline seems nearly unnecessary
Calm sweeps over the classrooms
Eyes focused like lasers on the teacher, the chalkboard, the textbooks
Broken benches, missing tabletops, rusted chairs
Heat pushing in from the open windows
The absence of technology
But a wealth of information being soaked into the brains
Of the beautiful children of Senegal
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Most, but not all, get to take part in school
It’s not only where learning educational lessons takes place
It is also where connections are made, squabbles are negotiated to resolution
Where relationships are cultivated and deepened
Where respect, humility, discipline, confidence, compassion, empowerment, and empathy are fostered
Woven into the fabric of each child
Supplementing all that is taught within the confines of family and home
Children who become leaders help the teachers bring the others along
But really everyone helps everyone
No one is left behind
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They read, write, calculate, give presentations, play, tease, laugh, sing, clap, and dance
Learning the ways of life in this place
While also learning the ways of the world
It’s part of how Teranga, or hospitality, is sprouted and nurtured from an early age
With the understanding that it is to be shared with everyone
Until the end of time
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It has been said that it takes a village to raise a child
This concept lives and flourishes in every corner of Senegal
Senegal is my second home, and these people are my second family
It is an honor to love this village
And I am forever grateful for the love that continues to be reciprocated
And I pray for many more returns, Inshalla

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