This is my second day in Samburu. In the morning, we started our game drive. We were very lucky that we saw wild dogs. One of the drivers told us that the last time he saw wild dogs was 5 years ago. All of us clapped our hands unbelievably. Besides wild dogs, we saw leopards as well. We have waited so long to have a look on them. However, all of them were lying on a rock. We hardly saw their fierce faces. I felt disappointed about it. The weather was so dry in Samburu. The dust covered my lips. The bumpy road made me feel tired because I had to hold the handle strongly to avoid being knocked down. Later, we went to a local village. They welcomed us friendly with a traditional dance. They showed us their homes. To tell you the truth, I was shocked by the house they lived. The house was only half a person tall. It was dark and small. The hot air was trapped inside. I could hardly imagine that there was a kitchen inside this small house. Now I realized the bumpy road and dry weather were nothing. They were facing a harsher environment than us everyday. I walked outside thoughtfully and suddenly heard there were some people singing songs. Oh, it was a beautiful song sung by the children. Their eyes were full of hope. They had strong desire to go to schools but they didn’t have the money. It was the most touching part in the past few days. It was a feeling that was different from what we saw on the TV. It was so real. I felt myself too weak to help them. All I can do is to wish them well. I had learnt many things from the local people. We could learn knowledge on books in schools. However, this kind of valuable experience is the most precious thing in our life that I would never forget.