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Garden at Tuli Bantu

 

Today we went to build a garden at Tuli Bantu, a community with a largely under-funded school and a Play Pump (a water pump powered by children playing on a merry-go-round). We used hoes and rakes to clear out and dig up several rows for the vegetables. We then watered the rows using water from the Play Pump. Next we planted the seedlings – spring onions, rape, cabbage and tomatoes. We finished off by watering the garden again.

Produce from the garden would help supplement the students’ lunch with vitamin-rich vegetables. Many children in Zambia have nshima a cream like substance made with corn, low in nutrients. For many students in Zambia, school lunches provides the one nutrition meal of the day. Having a diet consisting only of nshima contributes to malnutrition among Zamabian children. While looking around the school, we noticed sacks of soybeans donated from the United Nations World Food Programme, which I assume was also to help feed the students lunch.

In a follow up discussion about building this garden, we determined that the garden had the potential to help the community in several ways, beyond feeding the students lunch. For example, this garden, which will be maintained by the community, could help bring the community together to make productive use of the land. It could also create opportunities for the community to sell extra produce. Most importantly, we believe it could help empower the community by giving it an important tool for self-reliance and sustainability. If this garden is a success, the community will be able to feed themselves without World Food Programme donations.

-Samantha

 

Final Day at Malambu School

 

Today, we spent the morning performing community service for the Malambu School. Working with students, teachers, and the head of the school, some of us continued to tend, plant, and post barbed wire around the garden started by the previous group of LSI volunteers. Others of us painted the base coat on the outside of the sixth grade classroom and began painting a mural, which the students and faculty of the Malambu School will finish soon. Those of us who did not paint or garden distributed clothing donations to the students at the Malambu School. Each student got to take home one article of clothing, and most students were extremely grateful for the new additions to their limited wardrobes.

At the end of the school day, we met on the steps in front of the school, where the students, teachers, and even the LSI volunteers performed some traditional songs and dances in celebration of our visit. The “traditional” American song and dance performed by the LSI volunteers was a rousing rendition of Miley Cirus’ “Party in the USA!” The crowd was certainly amused, and a good time was had by all. After the closing ceremony, we all visited local families’ homes where we helped cook (and then eat!) Zambian dishes, such as okra and ground nuts with n’shima. I am impressed with all the strength and time Zambian women spend preparing the family meals (for instance, grinding nuts by hand), not to mention hauling the firewood used to cook the meals, while carrying babies on their backs!

During our time at the Malambu School, our Central High School group (Paige, Jovena, and Kate) met a young man in the seventh grade class whose education we want to sponsor. His name is Tyson, and he’s been ranked first in his class since first grade. Tyson is a double-orphan, meaning both of his parents are dead. He is being raised by his half-sister, Loveness, who is a dedicated, loving teacher at the Malambu School. Tyson is a stellar student with a slightly shy, yet engaging personality, not to mention a 100-watt smile! Loveness’ husband lost his job recently, so she has been using her entire teacher’s salary to support herself and her husband, as well as her five siblings. Without our help, Loveness would probably not have been able to pay for Tyson’s secondary school fees, which are $390 (USD) per year. Tyson’s school fees are more expensive than other students; he must attend boarding school because he has a heart condition which does not allow him to walk the 8+ km distance he would have to walk to and from school each day. Our group plans to use some funds raised at a school dance to pay for Tyson’s first 2 years of school. After that, we would like to have an ongoing fundraising plan so he can complete school through the 12th grade.

Neither Tyson nor Loveness ever asked us for our help in sponsoring him. Instead, Tyson’s dedication to his studies caught our attention while we taught lessons in his seventh-grade classroom. I remember being assigned to work with the seventh grade and wishing we’d been assigned the younger students instead. But perhaps serendipity took over. Because of the circumstances of our meeting, Tyson will hopefully complete high school and have a better chance of living a successful life. When he grows up, Tyson wants to work as an airplane pilot or a teacher, like his sister. During the closing ceremony at the school, the head teacher, Mr. Mweetwa, said to the children, “You are the future of the nation.” I feel fortunate to have met this bright young man who is in need, because we will be able to help impact his future, and he will be able to help others.

Tomorrow, we will drive back to Lusaka and return to our home away from home, the Juls Guest House. While I will be glad to take a warm shower, I will miss the star-filled night sky, the cool night breeze blowing through the insaka while we slept, and awaking with the sunrise and the sound of the animals on the farm. Most of all, I will miss our interactions with the friendly, genuine, humble people. Because of the people we’ve met and the things we’ve been exposed to, my time in Monze was the most meaningful and interesting portion of the trip thus far.

– Kate Conrad

 

Arriving in Monze

Our journey has continued to this rural town about four hours north of Livingstone.  The Moorings Campsite is very pretty, but it gets freezing cold at night.  We spend the evenings in Under Armour, fleece, hats, and gloves before we head to our tents (or “insakas” for those brave enough to sleep outside).  We’ve even had fun trying to guess which woodland animal or insect is making noise in the dark.

On Wednesday morning, we ate breakfast and headed off to the Malambu Basic School.  We passed cows, farmers surrounded by mountains of corn, and a small village before arriving.  Excited students in grades 1-4 spent the day practicing English skills with us (writing letters and words), colors, and body parts.  Sometimes the English lessons were a challenge; however, teachers Loveness and Audrey, and student teacher Alex, translated in Tonga when necessary. I made fast friends with Tryness, Beatrice, and Florence who loved giving us high-fives.  The colors and body parts lessons were really fun.  We had the most laughs watching the 3rd grade boys play against the girls during the game “Twister.”  Students also played Frisbee, tossed tennis balls, and taught us the Zambian version of “Duck, Duck, Goose”.

While we were with the younger students, the upper grades practiced advanced math skills including multiplication, division, mean, median, mode, and graphing.  What a busy day of studies!  Tomorrow we plan on practicing more classroom skills with the students at the Malambu School.  But for now, the sun is going down, so I need to put on more layers . . .

-Ginea

Victoria Falls and Safari

On Monday, I saw THE MOST AMAZING thing I have ever seen: Victoria Falls! People call Victoria Falls one of the Seven Natural Wonders of the World. I am truly blessed to have seen it. I knew I could go far in life but this is as far as I could have imagined. I walked the bridge, felt the water, and got soaking wet. It was GREAT to watch the falls and feel raging water.  I know it’s pretty weird but I felt powerful to be able to see something so amazing. I was experiencing an opportunity few get to experience. Being at Victoria Falls made me think I was dreaming; watching the mist transform into a Skittles-like rainbow was astounding to me. I love everything about Victoria Falls, from when we first got off the van and were welcomed by an odd looking baboon to the 2 ½ hour safari where I saw gorgeous zebras and fat hippos! It was a wonderful day and I’m glad I have pictures and my journal to look back on and remember these moments.

-Paige

Strength

While working at the Chikumbuso project, I felt I truly interacted and made a difference. There were a few children that I befriended during the three days we were there. One boy named Crispin gave me a crown he made out of chip bags, simply because I liked it. Then today he came up to me with a bracelet he made for me. The fact that this child, who barely has anything of his own, is so willing to give what he has made to a complete stranger really amazed me. We came to Chikumbuso to teach them, but I have learned a lot about generosity and kindness by working with the children of Zambia.

Shortly before we left, a girl came up to me and told me that she was going to remember me and gave me a bracelet. She later asked if I would be her best friend, which prompted two other girls to do the same. I’m still wearing the bracelet she gave me, but to me it is more than a friendship bracelet. I wish that there was more that we I could have done more during the three days I was at there.

I had no doubt that the widows were happy to have visitors at Chikumbuso. As I was standing in line in the Chikumbuso store to buy bags, the two widows who made the bags I was holding came up to me and gave me hugs. In the back of the store a large group of widows was singing and dancing loudly and cheerfully, I couldn’t help but smile. They weren’t begging, they were putting in their hard work and used the money to better their lives and their entire community. I wish I could buy all the bags in the entire store, just to see them smile. Looking at how overwhelmingly happy these women are, one would think that they live perfect lives. In reality they have suffered so much more than I could even imagine; one woman told how she lost both her child and her husband in the space of a week. Their optimism and ability to continue through suffering is inspiring to me and I wish I could share what they have shown me with the rest of the world.

-Rachel

Chikumbuso Project

Wednesday was our first long-awaited trip to Chikumbuso School. Our bus pulled through the school gates and greeted with shouts, curious on-lookers, and a lot of dust. After getting off the bus were welcomed with songs and a tour of the campus.

When it came time to divide into our group activities, I was surprised to find that my growing excitement had become infiltrated with nervousness, kind of like stage fright. I had thought through the activities, but I had yet to consider exactly what I would or could say to a third grade student with a language barrier. However, the kids soon proved my apprehension unnecessary with their eager jumps for the soccer ball, their quick answers to questions about hygiene, and their spontaneous smiles.

In the afternoon, we visited with the widows of Chikumbuso who crochet gorgeous bags, bracelets, place settings, and cup holders to support their families and the Chikumbuso Project. As we sat with them through their English singing lesson, one lady offered to show me how she made the bag. I spent the rest of the lesson helping (or mainly watching-it was hard!) her finish making the bag, and was promised a personalized bracelet the next day. Next, the widows granted us a window into their life and culture by teaching us a few traditional songs and dances and by sharing a few of their stories prior to joining the Project. Before we left for the day, we were asked to put aside a few things that we wanted to buy. As my items were being recorded, one widow noticed I was buying one of her items, meaning 70% of the profit would be hers. She ran over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. As a group, we have discussed the idea of  “mental pictures” we would like to leave with; that widow’s kiss is certainly one of mine.

-Madeleine

Kankumba School Bicycle Distribution

Last night, we had two reflection topics up for discussion. One was about our individual reasons for coming to Zambia after we heard Dave at the World Bicycle Relief (WBR) Headquarters speak. My answer to this question was the same before Dave spoke to us: service. He mentioned that the first human life was found here in Africa, in Tanzania, I believe, which is why I refer to Africa as the “Motherland.” Our Motherland should not be in the condition it is in today. Somehow, we are all connected back to Africa and with the U.S. being the strongest world power, we should give back and help our Motherland stay strong. The second discussion topic was how the bicycles impact Zambia and how it affects us in the States. In Zambia, and many other African countries, most common form of transportation is by foot. Some live miles away from schools, water sources, their jobs, etc, which takes them hours to walk to one destination. The bicycles that WBR donates help to reduce the time it take to get to and from places.

Today was the distribution ceremony at Kankumba Basic School. The ceremony consisted of performances by the community and school, many grateful parents and students, and of course the distribution. The head of the Kankumba School explained that many students walk a long way to get to school, some as far away as 22 kilometers. A board of people from the local supervising community chose who was to receive the bicycles, based on need. The head of WBR Africa, Dave, Elizabeth, and Gaby also spoke. The students expressed their gratitude through a song, dance, and poem.

The best part of the ceremony was handing the bicycles over to the deserving children and their parents. As each student’s name was called, students and teachers from LSI Zambia Groups 1 & 2 gave the student his/her bicycle. The look on each of their faces showed how grateful they really are to be receiving these bicycles. The parents seemed to be a little more excited about the bikes than the children were. It was very clear in their faces that a great weight had been lifted from their shoulders. Giving their children these bicycles meant that they had one less thing to worry about. After the ceremony, we had the privilege of dancing with everyone else in celebration.

-Alyssa

World Bicycle Relief

Yesterday our group spent most of our day at offices of World Bicycle Relief (WBR), where we learned about the organization and Zambian history from the director of WBR, Dave. WBR delivers bicycles to communities in Zambia, and to neighboring countries. Two of their recipient main groups are students, and volunteer health workers. We learned that many girls don’t go to school and stay home to clean, cook, collect firewood, and take care of their younger siblings. World Bicycle Relief gives 70% of the bicycles to girls to help and encourage schooling for girls in Zambia.

Dave asked us why Africa should matter to us in the United States? Our group came up with many answers to his question many of which where: everything that happens in Africa happens everywhere else. Dave followed up by saying that there is little development in Lusaka and it is much easier to make a difference here than in the U.S. The bikes donated to WBR help volunteers reach patients throughout Zambia. Without the donated bicycles, they may spend hours walking from one village to the next.

After our presentation from Dave, we divided into groups of two and paired up with a factory worker who showed us how to build the bikes. Each group built a bike that will one day help a community member in Zambia. At the end of the day we placed all sixteen bikes into a truck ready for distribution tomorrow!

- Natalia

Arrival of Group 2

The Red Sea was too far to the east to see, but we saw the enormous dunes of the Sahara, and more dunes, sand, sand, sand, dunes, sand sand, dunes, sand, sand, on the flight to Addis Ababa. Thatched roofs greeted us on the approach to the airport. Approaching Harare, the smell of wood smoke filled the plane. We could see that the smoke was from agricultural fields that farmers were burning to clear of last summer’s crop debris. We also saw that all the mowed area on both sides of the runway was being cut by a team of 8 men using machetes, something you would never see back home, and a big hint that life is harder here than what we are used to.

-John Woodwell
Teacher
Getting here was harder than I thought but I got here. I was feeling pretty nervous, scared, sad, and many other things. As of now I feel like I’m on top of the world;
which I pretty much am. When I was on the plane I felt like I was passing heaven it was amazing I had never seen anything so beautiful. I mean if I go to a good park in
capitol heights the sky is always pretty. But today I saw the true beauty behind the sky. Looking at the clouds set my mind and spirit to peace. I knew that I wouldn’t have to worry about anything else. Even though I ran into a few very interesting people, smells, and the almost 26 hour flight; I am fine. I’m not scared of anything I’m ready to do what I came here to do and then some. So Long story short I’m great and I’m alive!
-Paige
25 hours. Over 10,000 miles. Man, that was horrible. If purgatory exists, I’m pretty sure it would be somewhat like the plane ride to Lusaka. It’s not good, it’s not bad, and there’s no sense of time or place because of the jetlag and high-speed flying. It’s just a feeling of nothingness and existence while you watch the world go on before your eyes. However, the last 2 hours of the plane ride was amazing. The suspense leading up to the arrival at Lusaka was great, and the scenery…oh god the scenery. The sunrise looks exactly like it does in the opening sequence of the Lion King, it was amazing. We also got to see an overview of the Nile River, and one of our supervisors Jeremy shot some great pictures. When we got to the guest house where we will be staying, I was delighted to find that it’s a lot more…luxurious than I had imagined. My spirits are high and I cannot wait for tomorrow. I hope I’ll make it back in one piece.
-Daniel

Community water projects, and a welcome BBQ

Yesterday was my first night in Zambia and I slept like a baby! The weather here is beautiful; it’s cool in the mornings and warm in the evenings. I still cannot believe that I’m in Africa! We just finished our group reflection and there are so many new realizations I am mulling over. I feel so fortunate to be experiencing the culture of Zambia with such a diverse and wonderful group of people.

Today we visited two PlayPumps sites and I learned so much. The first site we visited was a rural area thirty minutes outside of Lusaka and we got to see a solar panel that provided water to the residents of the village. This solar panel costs $20,000 and approximately two days to install yet it makes such a significant impact on those peoples’ lives. The children there were very welcoming and seeing their smiles made my day! The second site we visited was Chawama Zocs Community School where the first PlayPump in all of Zambia was installed. The community school is for orphans and also has an elderly care home (the ONLY one in Zambia!) Because of the PlayPump, a new playground was made for the children with beautiful murals, creative structures such as giraffes, and a nice pond. Every turn of the PlayPump brings up five liters of water from the well! It was really exciting to see these sites! I feel so fortunate to be here and cannot wait for the rest of the adventure!

Finally, hi Mom, Dad, Bhai, and Urvi! I miss you guys!

-Rushika

I had a wonderful day today! I experienced some new things, learned more about Zambian culture and met new people. I feel very fortunate to be in such a beautiful country and love how the locals are so friendly. When driving through Lusaka many people waved and smiled at us and the children were also very sociable and excited. After visiting the play pump, we were invited to a cookout. I was astonished to see a whole pig rotating over a fire and I was very curious to see how this meat would be served. At dinner the pork was chopped up and was served with many other dishes and sauces. The food was delicious and I enjoyed every minute of the cookout. After dinner, some locals performed for us by dancing and singing. I loved it mostly because they seemed to be enjoying it as much as I was. I was also very surprised because a man started picking people to dance with them. One of the first people he chose was me! It was very fun and enjoyable even though I can not dance nearly as well as the Zambians.

I can honestly say that I truly enjoyed my first full day in Zambia and this experience will be very memorable. I would encourage anyone to take a trip like this.

PS. Hi Mom and Dad! … Happy Early Birthday!

-Jovena