I arrived at Kigamboni Community Centre in Kigamboni, a peninsula across the creek from the centre of Dar es Salaam earlier this week. I have been settling in, beginning to hash out tasks I will be involved in, participating in others (dance, teaching English) and so on.
Being in a community centre again, I am noticing things, or things are impressing themselves in a new way about how community centres can be structured and function: something about knowing what you knew but didn’t know you knew. Things that I just took for what they were while at the Escuelita Emiliano Zapata, now seem remarkable, or at least have import as I see what is different here.
