Thirty children boarded the matatu with packed snacks and questions — some had never walked a museum hall before. Exposure is not luxury; it is how curiosity learns its name.
We covered transport and food so no parent had to choose between fares and ugali that evening. Inside, history sat beside biology: bones, beads, birds pinned with labels the children tried to read aloud.
The crocodile glass drew a collective step back — then laughter, then brave faces pressed close. Snakes earned a squeal and a sermon from the oldest boy about what he would do if he met one outside (nobody was convinced).
On the ride home, plans already: the next trip should be bigger. We are looking toward Nairobi National Park — more seats, more permissions, more sponsors. If you want to fund transport for the next outing, write to etco-kenya.org and mark it “field learning.”
