Behind the curtains
Event organizing is a gamble:
Organizers do their best to estimate how many people will show up, prospective attendees do their best to stay silent and wait to see who else will be attending.
A standstill of sorts, until the due date is dangerously close. Days to the event you’re worried if it will flop or if it will happen at all. By then no organizer wants to make any extravagant plans.
But I let all this stress be handled by the very skilled Trezer, Neema and Ndanu, and they very much make it happen!
Behind the curtains are conversations like:
“Carrying (snacks) for some of us is a herculean task, waaah”
“I figured that would be the case for guys, but come on guys, we did these picnic things in primary. The other option would be to contribute and have sandwiches made. . . ”
“Sandwiches hutengenezewa wapi? *hides*”
“Lol, you are not asking this question and hiding.”
“Edwin pata bibi haraka!”
Haha
The meet up
A cool crowd shows up.
Like revelers, we decide that the August memorial park cannot contain us. In a matter of minutes, ideas are bouncing off each other before Lunar Park becomes the chosen spot for awesomeness – Merry go rounds, boat rides and stuff.
We march straight to a supermarket and exchange our money for supplies. Only Tony’s roast mbuzi is missing, but we pretend it’s there, and that way he agrees to chauffeur us to the fresh territory. Fortunately his humongous car can contain all of us.
Through it all, I’m silently amazed at an outpouring of love:
- Tosh had offered a free meet up venue, and now a vehicle to take care of our commuting needs;
- Ndanu is unable to make it, and she sends a huuuuuuge cake for the team.
- And there’s Cynthia Kimola giving that mellow voice at no charge.
- The rest of us make time and sacrifices I’ll never know about
I’m silently wondering, when did people become so giving? Only God can cause such overwhelming awesomeness. We talk about dreams, our experiences and members’ ventures that we’re willing to support. We talk about God.
In between it all, I’m watching the youngest member of Team 100 by extension, an eight year old darling.
She’s assembling mini-rubber bands into a wristband and she’s swift! Hell, she could do this with her eyes closed, I can’t even do it to save my life.
At 8 years old, she’s making money – this little wristband costs me 20 bob, and when I tell her that I want to buy all her stock for the day, she doesn’t blink when she says: “Just know that 20 of these will cost you 600 bob.”
Camaan!
Team 100 meet up 3
We will dare to go to the outskirts of Nairobi, and have lots of fun. By then, a few more members will have completed their challenges. At that time, we’ll carry books to donate to the Book Bazaar – an initiative by one of us, and yes a few more fun faces will join us!
Or who knows? The Mombasa Edition might be right up!
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The 100 Day challenge is an open group on Facebook, whose members keep each other accountable in individual journeys of self improvement. Some of the bloggers who made it to the second meet up blog here: Mercie here and here; Poshia; Kasiva; Maich; Neema and Cynthia.