WE DO THIS FOR THE CHILDREN OF OUR CHILDREN

It was already dark on Friday night when we saw the taxi's against the mountainface.

As planned they stopped , feigning misdirection, and drove off with all the luggage just after all the men and boys had stepped out for a breather.

From down below we could see the first flashlights flicking on.

They're going the wrong way!! They're going the wrong way!

And they went a way we did not know existed, but they made it safe and sound, the boys immediately depending on their mentors. This was how the camp began.

It was a camp where men and boys spent time together travelling on a journey, mostly unaware of the way ahead, but doing it together. Playing on the beach, being challeneged with the obstacle course , walking at night up the mountain with baboons in the bushes...



All of these were only opportunities to bond and to trust.

A circle of men with boys watching big-eyed as men show real strength by entering their feelings with courage.

A solemn moment when mentors and boys commit.

A boy sitting on the beach with a man next to him. Not speaking, just sitting.

These were moments that are the stuff of lifelong memory.

Being privileged to witness this gold, I realized that these boys and men are forging a relationship that will last beyond the manhood of the boys.

This sacred substance of mentorship which passes between a man and a boy passes on, through the boy when he is a man, to the next generation of boys.

Our work is not just for today.

It is for the tomorrow of tomorrow.