It’s probably pretty obvious but life looks different here in Tanzania.
It’s really easy to focus on the differences. The overall “slowness” of just about everything. The fact that I’m almost always surrounded by a different language. The fact that no matter where I go, people will be staring at me. The lack of electricity and running water in so many places. The different staple foods. The modes of transport even.
But at the same time life is life isn’t it? Just because this is a different country on the other side of the world, shouldn’t these people still have the same opportunities? Just because a child is born here in Tanzania they are 13 times more likely to die before they turn 5 than a child in a western country. Generally speaking, in Africa, 1 out of every 4 child will never attend school, and only 28% of all children are able to attend secondary school. Just because they were born in Africa.
Some days, the heaviness of the stark differences in the quality of life in suffocating. No one chooses where they are born, but where they are born will impact their entire life.