Today we did something really interesting; as you may already know we taught at a school in Monze called Malambo. After our lessons today, we were invited and escorted by some of the students to their homes to cook a Zambian dish called N’shima. My partner was Ms. Briggs from my very own school. I remember my escort’s name but, for the life of me, I cannot spell it, so instead I will call him by his nickname, Scorpion.
Lauren pounds pine nuts
When we got to his house, we were greeted by a woman name Georgina who invited us into her home and spoke to us for a while abut her life, family, etc. We met her daughters who were 3 and 4, spoke with another student from the Malambo School, and also learned some Tonga. Next, we started to prepare a sauce for the N’shima.
Gaby eats n’shima for dinner
She started to grind peanuts and pumpkin seed leaves together in a mortar and pestle; I also gave it a try and got a picture. It was called Mundiyoli, and I noted the recipe so that I could make it when I got back. Next, she put it into a pot a let it sit for a while. She then put a powder called mealy-meal into a pot which we had to stir. This was the traditional N’shima, one of the most popular dishes in all of Zambia. The kids at Chikumbuso get most of their nutrition from this dish. With the N’shima done, we were ready to eat. This was my first time tasting it and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Afterward, we talked with her for a while more but soon it was time to leave so we left and walked back to the camping grounds for dinner.
Marshall, a student at School Without Walls