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-Emma came up with this idea and typed it up. Everyone helped to come up with the phrases.
Andrew and Amein, Amein
-Emma came up with this idea and typed it up. Everyone helped to come up with the phrases.
Omeck was a quiet student, untill you got to know him. Omeck was very good at drawing. During our collage lesson Omeck’s work was both creative and interesting. I believe that Omeck was able to open up to us through his drawing. When I first saw his artwork on the board I started to talk to him about how amazing his work was for a kid his age. For that particular assignment he got the highest grade in his class for shading.
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
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
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
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
Today, June 30tht, LearnServe Zambia Group 1 heads to Monze, about 3 hours south of Lusaka, to visit and stay with a rural farm community. The next four nights will be spent there and two nights after that will be spent at Livingstone, where Victoria Falls is located. We won’t be blogging on our trip, as will have very if no internet access. We will however try to update Twitter – as the cell phone reception allows.
I watered the new fruits trees – mango and lemon – before helping with tonight’s cookout. I bought a handmade axe from Mr. Banda, our night watchman. The new trees were placed next to the ones purchased two days ago, four oranges and four avacados, and the new axe was placed next to the tools also bought two days ago – one pick ax, two shovels and three hoes. Over the last two days we started buying tools, trees, seeds, and fence for a garden project at a rural school on a farm two and a half hours south of Lusaka.
They need durable items. Things that won’t break, or that when they break – like a hoe handle – can be replaced easily from local, inexpensive materials. The trees and the seeds are to help supplement the student’s and teacher’s food supply as well as to produce items that can be sold to support the school. Fruit trees can’t be bought in Monze. Tools, like these, are expensive and must be shipped from Lusaka – at added cost. All totaled, the cost of installing a garden of 20 feet by 40 feet exceeds the average annual income of nearly two people. In addition to a new, fenced garden, each student will have a tree to give to the farm school.
We called Mr. Muwetwe, the schools’ head teacher, when we were back in the States to find out what they needed – a garden, lemon trees, and fence – and what they had – one and a half shovels and two broken hammers. To get these items in Lusaka – too heavy to bring in our luggage – we relied upon our driver, Joseph, to help us find nurseries with fruit trees and pick out items at the hardware store downtown. Unexpectedly, our night watchman, Mr. Banda, let me know he was a blacksmith and that he made axes. When we left the States, we did not know how or where would get these supplies, but here, our mission to give back and help engage in sustainable development opened doors that we could not have opened by ourselves. Joseph, our driver and a Lusaka resident, himself has gone back to plant trees in his village and understands what Monze needs. Mr. Banda, watching us unload tools bought from the store, came to us and let us know what he could make. Mr. Muwetwe, who we can’t always understand well on the phone, guided us to what his community needs. A vision, a van, a driver, and some incomplete knowledge of what is needed is a powerful combination of elements – elements that alone are inadequate without local knowledge, input, and collaboration.
Things unfold here as they need to, often as they ought to. Precise plans escape us. Relationships carry us through. Risking a conversation, accepting that we will engage in transactions where the exchange or price is unknown is necessary. And somehow we get to the end we desire, we accomplish the task we set out achieve. Understanding this – the need for local knowledge, input, and responsibility – is the key to understanding the success (or failure) of sustainable development. Without it, we would be utterly unprepared to help bring the rights tools needed to build – but more importantly – let the community sustain its own garden.
Alan Hunt, Co-leader LSZ1
Alan is an agricultural policy consultant in Washington, DC.
Today we were giving the bicycles we built yesterday in a rural village school. We were wore the traditional dress of chitangas, they had printed designs on skirts made from local fabric. Well, the girls did – the guys could wear pants. The ceremony was more formal than any other we have participated before. David, the director of World Bicycle Relief for Africa, told us that unlike the other ceremonies, this one would have still taken place without our attendance. It was relieving to be part of an audience during a ceremony.
That sounds weird, so here is some clarification of what I mean. I feel everywhere we go preparations are made for us; putting on performances or the local community acting out of character because of our presences. I think this takes away a little of the authenticity of the local community. Similar to how a family would make preparations when they expect visitors such as cleaning up and making extra food. It’s polite and customary, but it is not how things in the house normally are. Asides from that, I think the ceremony we saw today was authentic and it was very refreshing to be part of it.
Watching the performances, I just about forgot that we were going to give the bicycles to their new owners. It was an amazing feeling handing such an important tool to someone who is going to benefit from it. Some of the school children commute as far as 22 kilometers (about 13.2 miles), to get to school each day, and large number of the students are responsible for important chores and primary care taker of family members.
One of the girls, the only head girl at the school gave a speech during the ceremony. She said that the gift of the bikes brought even bigger gift of time for her – time to learn, time with family and friends.
Before the ceremony I’d been told what the impact the bikes would bring to the community, but it is a totally different and mind-boggling experience to witness the experience. During the ceremony, the parents and grandparents came up with the child to receive the bike which, to me, was a reminder for just how important the bicycles are and how grateful they are to receive it. It’s hard to believe that such a simple bicycle, an object many of us have sitting around collecting dust in our own homes, can make such a difference in a whole community.
Domonique
Yesterday June 29th, we went to a village in the Chongwe District, 100 kilometers (about 60 miles) east of Lusaka. The group assembled 16 of the 100 bicycles. The bicycles were given to students selected at a ceremony held at a local government school. The local bicycle committee – elders, community leaders, and school staff – selected the students based upon need and commute for each family to school.
There were so many emotions going through my head today as we gave away bicycles we built for a community who is very vulnerable. In this community, school children walk up to 20 to 22 kilometers (about 13-14 miles) to attend school. This makes me feel very grateful for the bus services available and a mother that drives me from place to place.
Yesterday when we were build the bikes in groups, I didn’t really think about the impact I was making until today’s ceremony. During the ceremony one of the students in the community said “[this] not only a piece of metal, but time…. time to get to school, time to learn, time to get home safely, and time to spend with their families.” This made me reflect upon how I value my education, and if I did not attend the SEED School Of Washington, D.C. If I were in their situation, how important would my education be to me? How important would my own success be to me, and how it could impact my future? How much time would I put into my homework, and how much time would I take to study?
During the ceremony, I felt very welcomed by the community with songs and prayer. I am ecstatic about this wonderful opportunity given to me. One thing that I learned today, that will stick with me for the rest of my life is “If you educate a girl, then you educate a country”. When I get back to the United States, I will be sure to let every girl in my community, family, and school know that they hold some type of power to change the world. There were so many students in the community in which we gave out the bikes that said they wanted to be doctors, lawyers, and teachers. If you educate these girls, and boys then change will come to not only from their families but from Zambia.
-Ty’Ronn
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