My trip to Jamaica was amazing in so many ways. But I want to tell you about Kemani.
He is a young man in the 5th grade at Kendal Primary. We noticed each other after
lunch on the ﬁrst day. Our eyes were just drawn to each other. On the second day we
found each other at lunch and Kemani took me on a tour of the school grounds. He
asked me about where I lived and my about my home/school life. I told him I lived in
Florida and I was going to college to be a teacher. He thought that this was a good idea.
I asked him about his life and he told me he was grateful we were there because he
wanted to “learn a lot and go to college.” By the end of the week we were pals. Friday
afternoon came too quickly and suddenly we were leaving. All the students pilled into
one room to sing us songs, give gifts, and say good-bye. I looked for Kemani and found
him in the middle of a sea of students. Again our eyes connected. But this time we both
looked away because of the tears that were forming. After the assembly, Kemani and I
found each other by the van. This is the picture that I took before we left (Kemani is in
the forefront). I know now that ʻthe hand of the universeʼ drew us together and Iʼm so
glad it did.
-Nancy Davenport, SuperKids volunteer