Is there a better way to
start your morning than with the sound of children singing songs about how they
love their school and their country? These songs are part of the morning
routine for the Minn Acad students while they wait for their school van. If I
am not awake already the children are my alarm clock. They seem to pride
themselves on how loud they can be. No rain today so the children could play
outside. In addition to a sanded playground area, the kids loved running in the
gravel and it is so much safer for them.
Everything has been
readied for the Traditional Dance tomorrow. Mussa and Kida stopped by to check
out the set up. A variety of items made by the tailoring women will be
displayed for sale. The tent is up (in case of rain). Dennis and Sabato will
pick up the volunteers. Let’s Dance!
SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 13
Approximately 15
volunteers from Hostel Hof arrived just before 10am. Introductions, thank you’s
and a brief overview of TAFCOM kicked off the program while Kida and two
dancers dressed for the first of 3 Traditional dances. A dress-change break in
between dances gave volunteers time to purchase products and enjoy a soda. The
weather was very cooperative and actually quite hot. The tent provided much
needed shade for the dance lessons that followed. Overall, the feedback was
unanimously positive and $100 was raised to go towards the Minn Acad kitchen
fund.
SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 14
I met up with Mussa at
his shop in Soweto to make the final payment for my Kili climb and review last
minute details. I was introduced to Moody, who will be my cook. Food likes and
dislikes were discussed as well as meal planning. I am feeling as ready as I
can be! Upon my return to Moshi I met up with Ellie to buy the food for our
traditional African food lunch for the volunteers on Monday. I suggested we
take the bjaji home (a 3-wheeled vehicle also called tuk tuk) because we had a number of heavy bags. I had not ridden
in a bjaji since 2009. Our driver must have thought he was in training for
Nascar. Whenever the road gave even the lightest indication of being level he
sped up. Going over the bumps and potholes we were tossed and turned like
lettuce in a salad spinner. I always wonder why these don’t tip over. We
arrived home in record time and with no major bruises!
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 15
The volunteers loved the
variety of African dishes prepared by Ellie. My special visitors stopped by
today. It seems I am now entertaining 4 children on Mondays. They are very
polite and well-behaved, and giggle a lot. Joan joined us today for a short
time of coloring. I explained I would be gone to climb Kili and we would visit
again on the Monday after my return.
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 16
Since I did not run
yesterday I took a slow, easy pace this morning. It felt especially good seeing
all the people and knowing I would miss their smiles and greetings for a week.
I talked to the guards as always and told them I was climbing. They wished me
the best. Kili was out and the weather was gorgeous. I felt amazingly good.
Nie had received a phone
call at 9pm last night about a new volunteer coming today. This lack of
notification is a source of frustration for us as we have no planning time and
must totally rearrange our day, but we are flexible and always work things out.
Nele is from Germany and a very sweet young woman. She seems especially drawn
to the children which will round out our volunteer team in the pre-school.
Mussa stopped by to check
all my stuff. I feel so well taken care of by him and am hoping for a good
night’s sleep.
Mussa stopped by
to let me know that he moved our Kili climb start date to the 17th.
This evening,
Nie, Jonas and I attended the wedding reception. There were a few people in
attendance that I knew which added to the fun. The reception was full of dance
and a variety of traditional and contemporary music. Bisura and I danced
together. The wedding party entered dancing to music followed by the bride and
groom. Cutting of the cake and feeding each other was another tradition similar
to ours. However, there were 3 separate cakes; one cake each was given to the
bride and groom’s parents. Speeches and champagne toasts took place before the
buffet meal. One major difference was in the presenting of wedding gifts at the
end of the reception. Different groups (relatives, schoolmates, friends,
neighbors) separately danced their way to the couple bringing their gifts. This
was followed by a photo of each group. (see Pics & Video)
SUNDAY, FEBRUARY
7
Today I woke up,
ate breakfast, read, fell asleep until noon and ate lunch at 1. Cabin fever set
in so Ellie and I took a walk. My Swahili keeps improving and Ellie is a great
teacher. My skills are still totally inadequate for any substantive
conversation; but with someone who speaks some English I am getting by fairly
well.
When we returned
Dennis and Sabato, both drivers for the school, were cleaning the vehicles.
Jonas was also home so we found some sticks and roasted marshmallows for them
since they missed out the first time. Once Dennis figured out how to eat them
he devoured 4!
Joan continues
to visit and is much more communicative. For some reason, she likes my
bathroom. Her visits now consist of playing for a few minutes, then using the
bathroom and leaving.
MONDAY, FEBRUARY
8
More and more I
realize how many excellent teaching resources we have. I now have a stockpile
in my room that are being shared with the teachers and used by the volunteers.
I spent an hour
in the lower pre-school class (3-4 year olds). I taught some, helped the kids
with individual assignments, and graded their workbooks. So much time is spent
by the teachers writing out assignments in each child’s workbook. The dilemma
becomes evident when you compare the amount of time teachers spend on these
tasks versus the high cost of making copies of template worksheets for each
student. In a perfect world there would be a copy machine on site. I think the
return on investment would well be worth it. However, when there are so many other
priorities, the initial expense of a copy machine is prohibitive.
Shortly after
lunch it got windy and dark; the skies opened up and a hard steady rain
continued for at least an hour. Within 30 minutes the grounds were flooded. It
was no surprise that the electric also went out, not returning until midnight.
Nie had made arrangements for Amina to come over after
school. Unfortunately, because of the downpour it would have been too difficult
getting her home. The dirt roads in the area become a muddy mess with potholes
that turn into small ponds. If it is dry tomorrow we will try again.
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 9
It has become apparent
that something has to be done about the grounds because of the impact of the
rains. Jonas has had a large area laid with pavers but the rest needs gravel.
There are times you just say, “Enough is Enough!” Jonas is currently out of town
for his brother’s funeral but Nie could reach him to contact the gravel
company. We ordered 2 truckloads for delivery today. Everyone helped spread the
gravel. 2 more loads are needed to
finish the job and can be delivered tomorrow.
Even though it rained
some, Amina came to visit. Four girls get off the school van at TAFCOM and all
of them showed up today. I had some cookies for them to share and we played
some games and puzzles. I also read them The
Little Engine that Could. I walked two of them home since one lives across
the road and the other went in a different direction. Amina stays at her aunt’s
house after school until her mother returns from work. Amina was a most
gracious host welcoming me into her aunt’s home and introducing me. We set a play
date for next Monday.
WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 10
I have started working on
a 5 year strategic plan for TAFCOM and actually enjoy doing this kind of work.
A number of forms have been revised and updated and the Volunteer Manual is
almost completed. The rest of the gravel came today and the grounds look
wonderful. Mission Accomplished!
THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 11
More rains this morning.
I was in the classroom with the volunteers and it became impossible to teach,
even in small groups. The sound of the rain beating on the metal roof was
deafening; children were covering their ears. The kids were also restless from
having to be inside for the past few days.
The weather cleared by
afternoon and Dennis, the van driver, took Ellie and me to town to run errands.
Dennis is also a car mechanic and we stopped at his garage to pick up the
school van for his afternoon pickup of the Minn students. Dennis was talking
with several of the other mechanics. The first man had an OSU Buckeye shirt on
so I shared that I was from Ohio and went to OSU. The next man had on a Planet
Fitness (my gym) shirt. I thought I had been teleported back to Ohio for a
quick minute!
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 1 The volunteers polled their house and the 13th
looks like the best day for our Traditional Dance fundraiser. Jonas is
comparing the fees of a couple local dance groups. Selam & Jasmine are
focusing their efforts on reviewing the pre-school curriculum and resources.
They will be teaching and helping in the pre-school classes which keep adding
kids weekly and can use some helping hands.
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 2
I spent almost 4 hours walking around Moshi and Soweto
this afternoon. I love walking everywhere. It forces me to slow down and
appreciate my surroundings. Mussa and I met at his shop to discuss my Kili
climb and set a date for the 18th. This will put me at the summit around the
full moon which was what I was hoping for. I also met Joseph who will be a part
of the climbing team. I invited Mussa to
lunch on Thursday so he can check my clothing and equipment for the climb.
I mentioned the Traditional Dance fundraiser and asked
him if he knew anyone proficient in African Traditional dances. Jonas had
contacted a few but their fees were over our budget. Joseph mentioned a man he
knows and said they would contact him for me.
While in Soweto I visited Debra and then headed back to
Moshi to finish several errands. One item I am trying to find is the Pre-School
Syllabus. The Ministry of Education sets the school curriculum and this book
was issued in 2005. The new president is discussing some welcome changes in the
education system and will hopefully have a revised edition available within the
next 2 years. Needless to say TAFCOM’s copy is very worn.
I had been to 3 stores with no luck. Each one referring
me to the next. A customer at the 3rd store spoke up and said he knew
another bookstore. I have had people help me in this manner before. Sometimes
they are genuinely helpful; other times they have something to sell. We must
have looked in 3-4 additional stores. I told him it was too late and I must
return home. He then pulled out the bracelets he makes and sells, telling me
what a good price he was giving me. Except for the fact that he was so
persistently helpful I would have brushed him off. The bracelets were Tanzania
colors so I bought one and decided to give it to Amina. Nie and I were planning
to visit her home today so I could meet her mom.
I returned home around 5pm. Amina and Nie were waiting
for me so we headed directly to Amina’s home. After Nie made introductions I
shared that I would be helping with Amina’s school expenses. Rachel (Amina’s
mom) was very touched and appreciative. Rachel and her 2 children live in one
room attached to Nie’s mother’s home. We agreed that Amina would get off the
school bus at TAFCOM on Monday so we could spend time together and then I would
walk her to her aunt’s where she stays until her mom returns from work.
I was also looking forward to seeing Nie’s mother as I had
not yet visited her this trip. Nie’s grandmother and niece are also staying
with Nie’s mom. Grandma, age 87, is recovering from a leg amputation at the
knee caused by poor circulation. The niece is caring for her.
Nie’s mom has one of the greatest smiles. Although her
English is minimal; she is one of those people who speaks through her eyes and
her smile – so heartwarming and expressive.
WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 3
The Tailoring teachers and students are ready sew
products for the African Dance fundraiser. There have been product requests
from other volunteers at Hostel Hof so there is much work to be done in the
next 10 days.
Later in the afternoon, Mussa and Joseph arrived with
Kida, the dance instructor, to discuss the fundraiser. Nie worked out all the details
and Kida will perform several Traditional dances and then teach some basic
African dance moves. We scheduled the event from 10-12 on Saturday the 13th.
Kida currently teaches at an area golf course twice a week. We talked about how
he gets the word out about his classes. Since he is giving us a very good price
it was agreed that the volunteers and I would make copies of his class flyer
and distribute them around Moshi. He seemed very pleased with this arrangement.
Joseph is quite the character. His English is very good.
At one point in our conversation he said he would do something and then grabbed
my little finger for a “Pinky Swear”. I had no idea people here knew about that!
He shared a picture of his 13 year old daughter, Sophia. When I commented on
how beautiful she was he informed me that he is planning to get a leopard from
one of the parks. He explained that unlike a lion or dog who goes to sleep
after eating his prey, the leopard stays alert and goes out for more. He felt
this would be the best animal to keep the boys away!
THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 4
Nie brought over a wedding invitation and asked if I
would like to go with her and Jonas. A Tanzanian wedding is an event I have
always wanted to experience. We will be attending the reception on Saturday
evening.
We finished working with the tailoring teachers and are
excited to see how everything turns out.Katherine & Maulida have been the tailoring teachers for as long as
I can remember. I commented to Nie how much they have improved not only in
their own skills but in the transferring of their knowledge to the students.
Elizabeth finished working on the TAFCOM Facebook page
and scheduled several postings. (Please Like our page.) Selam and Jasmine have
spent several days observing in the classroom and playing with the
pre-schoolers. They will start teaching next week and have found many useful
resources. Updating the Tailoring Items Price List and developing a Power Point
of sample products has been my priority. There are also a few revisions being
made to the Volunteer Orientation Manual. When I can, I pop into a classroom
and have been able to help the teachers with a few lessons.
Mussa arrived for lunch and we talked about the climb. I
was pleased and relieved that I have everything I need. Mussa is providing the
sleeping bag, mat and large pack that the porter will carry. I will have a
small backpack and was advised to make sure it does not way more than 10 pounds.
I am very comfortable with this weight amount as I was expecting to carry
closer to 20 pounds. I have no doubt that Mussa will take very good care of me.
I noticed that the top and bottom of my sandals were
separating. Ellie and I walked to the fundi who repairs shoes. A fundi is the
term used to describe anyone who does manual labor. When he looked at the shoes
he showed me how they were also coming apart on the sides. We were advised to
return in 2 hours. I was assuming they would be glued but to my surprise he
very sturdily stitched the entire shoe. My bill was $.75. I can’t imagine what
I would have paid at home. New shoes might have been cheaper.
Tonight was the Send Off for the couple getting married
on Saturday.This event includes the
parading through the streets of an open ended truck with a band of various horn
players playing music, followed by a car for the bride and groom that is decorated
with large ribbons and flowers. The first stop is the home of the groom’s
parents before trumpeting to a dinner in town. The groom’s parents live about 4
houses down the road so we were able to watch the parade and hear the music.
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY
5
I joined the
family on a ride to Karatu. Knowing we would be on the road that leads to
Ngorongoro Crater and passing Lake Manyara was not something I would miss. The
drive brought back memories of when Lee Ann and I went on safari in 2009. Jonas
stopped at an overlook for a view of Lake Manyara.
Nie’s
grandmother and niece were the reason for the trip as they were returning to Nie’s
uncle’s house. He is a doctor and his wife a nurse.
For some time
now I have wanted to translate some children’s books into Swahili. It saddens
me that children are not read to like they are in the US. One of the donated
books, The Little Engine That Could, has
always been a favorite. It has such a positive, inspiring message.I brought my Swahili guide plus the book,
hoping to work on it during the drive which was several hours each way. I was
able to translate a few pages before the scenery became too beautiful to
continue.
On the return
trip we stopped at Snake Park but it was already closed. Maybe the 3rd
try will be the charm! We then ventured over to the Maasai market which is not
for those who have large “space bubbles”. It consists of many narrow aisles
with small shops all butting up next to each other. The vendors are assertive
trying to sell their wares, mostly hand-made items. There is a specific vendor
who makes beaded scarves that are selling very well by a group in Florida. We
purchased a number of them for the African Dance fundraiser.
WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 27 The creative bed cover game continues! Yesterday I made
an elephant out of my sheet. Today, Ellie used flowers to shape the borders of Tanzania.
The 3 volunteers all stay at Hostel Hof, a volunteer
placement organization and hostel. Elizabeth had shared info on the sanitary
pad project with her group at dinner. A discussion a few days later birthed the
idea of a fundraiser for TAFCOM featuring a demonstration and lessons in Traditional
African dances. The hope is to schedule this within the next two weeks.
Tailoring products would also be sold; so our morning was spent at one of the
fabric shops in Moshi. Buying fabric for tailoring projects is like letting kids
loose in a candy shop. The traditional African colors and patterns are so
vibrant. It never fails that a westerner will comment about how dull our
clothing is. It felt like a “girl’s day
out” displaying different fabrics and matching them with the products we want
to have made.
Afterwards we all went in different directions and Nie
and I ran some errands. We were to pick up Joan from her preschool at noon and
had some extra time so we bought some treats from the bakery to share with our
driver and the tailoring students. There is a small grocery across the road,
Aleem’s, which caters to non-locals. It stocks a lot of Western foods you don’t
ordinarily find here. I remembered a conversation with Nie on my previous trips
about marshmallows which she was very curious about. Aleem’s had them so I
purchased a bag and we will be roasting marshmallows soon.
This afternoon the sky turned dark, the winds picked up,
and the rains came; a solid downpour for at least an hour resulted in the loss
of electric power. By dinner I had used up most of my computer battery.
THURSDAY, JANUARY 28
Still no electric when I woke up. I went for my morning
run which had a few more challenges because of the rain. Dodging motorcycles
and bicycles is part of the routine but this morning the puddles added a new
dimension. I think I have invented a new running style I might call Zig
Zagging. My shoes quickly became caked with mud so I was also running with what
felt like ankle weights.
I do love my morning runs. I never tire of the same route
because Kili is often out and in my range of view on my return. I leave between
7 & 7:15 and the day is in full swing for most. I greet people brushing
their teeth or washing dishes or cooking breakfast. Others are on their way to
work or school. The young children often want to touch my skin or hair. A
school van often passes with kids hanging out the windows yelling and waving at
me. I have become a routine part of the morning for many families and I look
forward to the exchange of greetings, waves and smiles. (I am reminded of the
cheering fans at marathons that are so encouraging.)
This morning I was approaching a mother and child who was
maybe 1 ½ years old. The child left her mother and ran to me wanting to be
picked up. Melt my heart! No fear of strangers for this little one and mom was
fully aware and so pleasant. What a great way to start my day.
Since the Micro Loan workshop was scheduled for the
afternoon, the volunteers arrived around 12:30. Joseph was his usual animated
and humorous self. He stopped regularly during the Business Management class to
explain in English the business concept he was teaching. Joseph spent a lot of
time explaining tactics to make one’s business stand out as well as strategies
to attract and retain customers. It seems that there are so many vendors selling
the same things. He also questioned each participant about their specific
business plan.
One of the Micro Loan
participants is a new client of TAFCOM and a sister of one of the staff. She
recently moved to Pasua and is living with her sister. She is HIV+ and was
feeling very isolated in her former community. The stigma surrounding those
with HIV/AIDS is still prevalent in many areas. Nie had been counseling her and
determined that a Micro Loan would be beneficial. By the end of the workshop
she was talking and laughing with the other women (all HIV+). She commented to
Nie how much better she felt and realized she could enjoy life and be accepted
as part of a community. It is so rewarding to know that at least 10
women have a plan for a better future!
With no electric and no computer I had time on my hands.
There are a number of upper elementary/middle school level books that we have
catalogued. Since they are too old for the TAFCOM students I am sharing them
with Ellie and Jovin as they both enjoy reading.I decided to read them too so we can have
some discussions. Pasua’s first Book Club is in its beginning stages!
Jovin and I have been looking thru his textbooks. His
interest in computers led us to his ICT book (Info, Communication &
Technology). He would like me to teach him more about using the computer. His
textbook primarily covers the ins and outs of Microsoft Word. It was definitely
my level of expertise so Jovin will be at the top of his class in no time!
The electric returned around 8pm. You could hear the
hoots and hollers of the neighbors! It was close to 30 hours without power. I
cannot take anything for granted here.
Ellie and I took a long walk along Relini (railroad) and
stopped at a curio shop. The owner is also the artist of most of the items. I have
visited him before and admire his craftsmanship.
Joan has been coming to visit me more often lately. She
still doesn’t talk to me but I have a matching game from the Resource Shelf that
she enjoys. It is amusing because I hold up a picture card and she says what it
is in Swahili and I say the English translation. I am now learning Swahili from
a 2 ½ year old!
SATURDAY, JANUARY 30 I went on a long run/walk this morning. I love the
solitude of being with nature and find it very purifying. The afternoon was
spent with Joan and Jovin. Joan and I continue with the matching game. Jovin
spent time on the computer and we completed more than half of his Technology
textbook. His computer knowledge is better than he gives himself credit plus he
is a quick learner. He finished the book I lent him on Desmond Tutu so we
discussed some of the events around South African apartheid. His next read is a
fiction about seals in Alaska.
The evening was an introduction to the phenomenon of
roasting and eating marshmallows. I don’t remember my first experience with
marshmallows but tried to put myself in the position of eating them for the
first time. Needless to say we had a lot of laughs and sticky fingers!
The family talked about taking a road trip on Sunday to
Arusha’s Snake Park. This has been on my To Do list for several years. The car
needs some repairs and we will go if it is fixed early enough.
SUNDAY, JANUARY 31
It rained much of the night. The roofs here are made of
corrugated metal sheeting and I love the sound it makes when it rains. The car
was not repaired in time to make the Snake Park trip. Plan B was to visit a
nearby waterfall but with all the rain it was agreed that it would be a better
trip when it was dry. On to Plan C which was to take the little ones to the
playground. As we were getting ready someone remembered that it is closed on
Sunday. Plan D - everyone stayed home and rested. A leisurely walk under a
beautiful blue sky with entrancing cloud formations finished out my afternoon.
SATURDAY, JANUARY 23 This morning I put my culinary skills to work and
demonstrated how to make deviled eggs. We decided to call them Angel Eggs to be
more positive! Eating cold eggs in any form is not part of the Tanzanian diet.
I assume this is because refrigeration is fairly uncommon coupled with the
relentless power outages. I mixed the yolk with avocado, lime juice and onion.
Everyone enjoyed them. Lunch today was another traditional cooking lesson -
Banana (plantains) and Bean Stew with Peanut Sauce. It was bona fide comfort
food and something I can easily make at home.
Ellie not only cooks but cleans my room. She regularly
folds my bath towel into a duck and places it on my bed. Yesterday she folded
my cover sheet in the shape of an “M”. Today I reciprocated and made an “E” for
her. This form of amusement could really stretch my artistic abilities!
Speaking of towels, mine are white which, of course,
shows all the dirt. The dust here is brutal. When I return from my morning runs
there is a definitive line where my sock stops and my leg begins. I don’t use
sunscreen in the morning but as the day heats up it is a necessity. The dust clings
to the sunscreen adding another layer of protection. It is astonishing to watch
the stream of brown flowing to the drain when I shower.
This evening I accompanied the whole family to La
Fuentes. It is a newer Mexican Restaurant in the upscale neighborhood of Moshi
known as Shantytown. The grounds are beautiful. There is indoor and outdoor
seating plus a playground for the children. Nie and Jonas like to eat there
occasionally but tonite we went for the playground and just had drinks. The
weather was perfect and a gorgeous full moon shone overhead.
SUNDAY, JANUARY 24
Ellie has truly outdone herself. Today not only did she
make my sheet into a heart but she sprinkled flowers around the bed and formed
another “M”, this time with flowers.
It was very relaxing hanging around Pasua all weekend.
Jovin ran with me this morning. After lunch we all watched a video documentary
about the animals of the Serengeti. I had promised Jovin he could use my camera
so we went for a walk along the railroad (Relini). Passing by the area Waste
Water facility, I asked if we could go inside; I have been curious to know more
about the water system and waste management. The guards allowed us in to walk
around. The area is open to the public as it is a thruway for the farm laborers
who work in the surrounding areas. The outlying scenery was beautiful and Jovin
found many photo opportunities. On our way out we asked about a tour and were
told to come back tomorrow afternoon and a guide would take us around.
MONDAY, JANUARY 25
Nie is part of a government committee on HIV/AIDS and had
a meeting this morning. Before leaving, Nie shared that the woman with the shop
in Arusha reported that many women responded favorably to the sanitary pads and
she would like to sell them in her shop. This is incredible news and could turn
into a much needed income-generating project for TAFCOM and the Tailoring
program.
The volunteers and I rode out to Minnesota Academy for
Jasmine and Selam’s first trip. They were not used to the bumpy roads and
Elizabeth commented that this route was far better than the way she came the
first time. Walking around the grounds I explained about the future plans for
the school. Ibrahim, the head teacher was teaching a math lesson and invited us
to watch. After the lesson, the children worked on a series of assigned number
problems. Each child had or was sharing a textbook.
For private primary school, it is each family’s responsibility
to buy textbooks for all subjects. Most private schools will not allow a
student to attend without them. Minnesota Academy is allowing children to
share. The curriculum includes textbooks covering 6 subjects: Swahili, English,
Math, Science, ICT (Information, Communication & Technology) and Personal
Development Studies which combines sports and character building. All textbooks
must be purchased at the beginning of each school year which for many parents
is quite a financial burden.
The children emptied the classrooms for a short break before porridge and wanted to perform songs with us. (See video: )
This afternoon, Nie, Jovin, Joan and I walked over to the
Waste Water Facility for our tour. I offered my camera to Jovin and I could
tell he was pleased. As usual, I had a bzillion questions; Nie and Jovin
translated for me. The facility services all of Moshi. The men who led the tour
commented often about the lack of technology. There are 2 dumping areas, one
for sewage brought in by trucks and one connected to the town’s drainage
system. The men use a type of rake to drag out the solids. There are at least 7
filtering ponds for the water to flow through. No chemicals are used and the
water ends up back in streams and for farmland irrigation. There is a large
rice field next to the facility. In the distance is Njoro forest. Nie asked
about the forest and one of the men said he could take us on a hike there some
weekend. It was agreed that this would be a great adventure. Njoro forest has monkeys
and some very large trees worth seeing.
TUESDAY, JANUARY 26
One of the Minnesota Academy students, Amina, has always
been special to me. I met her along with all the other pre-school children in
2010. I felt an instant connection with her then that was out of the ordinary.
Although totally understandable, I remember feeling a little disappointed in
2014 when I returned and she did not remember me. However, we lived close to each
other during that time and would often walk home together after school. This
time she did remember me. We both make an extra effort to give a special wave
to each other in the classroom or from the bus. Yesterday as we were in our
circle for songs, Amina came over to be with me. Looking up at me she said, “I
miss you”.
I have resisted sponsoring a child because there are so
many who, along with their families, need support. I believed that my funds and
donations would be better spent serving many through specific projects and for
the emergencies that predictably arise. I am adjusting that attitude. I will not
stop supporting projects and emergencies. But after a restless night I woke up
knowing that when someone remains in your heart for this many years they are in
your life for a reason. I have decided to make sure Amina continues to receive
a quality education by becoming her sponsor.
I am such a sap. I entered Nie’s office and before I
could get a word out about sponsoring Amina I got all choked up. I could see
the instant relief and gratitude in Nie’s demeanor and expression when I told
her. Nie then shared that Amina’s mother, Rachel, had come to Nie in December
crying. She had a local charcoal business and there was some kind of crackdown
on those businesses that are causing deforestation. She spent 3 months in jail
and Amina, age 8, and her older brother had to stay with an aunt. Rachel is a
single mother. She left her husband because of his abusive behavior and the
risk to the children. When Rachel got out of jail she was homeless. Nie’s
mother lives about a 5 minute walk from TAFCOM. Nie & Jonas decided to wall
off a room at her house and are renting it to Rachel and her children. TAFCOM
also provided Rachel with a Micro Loan. Now I understand that Nie’s display of relief
had a deeper meaning. Nie & Jonas’s generosity never ceases to amaze me. I
am christening Nie as the Mother Teresa of Pasua!
Nie scheduled 3 home visits for the volunteers today. We discuss
expectations prior to visiting a family for the first time. Pictures and verbal
descriptions help but the emotional reaction is what I look for. I can still
feel the emotion and see the mental pictures from my first home visit in 2009.
The volunteers know that Nie and I will be a listening ear and help them
process their feelings.
During our visit to an elderly woman we were shown a spot
on her arm that requires medication. After paying for her clinic visit she did
not have enough funds for the cream prescribed. We each chipped in to help.
Curiosity got the best of us while talking with another
woman whose source of income is derived from making and selling local brew. It
is typically made with sugar, yeast and a flavoring of some type (coffee is one
example). She agreed to show us how it is made next time we return. Jasmine
(visited with Steve-1st blog) was our last stop. Because of her long
hospital stay for her leg issue she is currently without income. Nie had talked
to her about a Micro Loan and she had honestly stated that she was too
destitute to be able to pay it back. I agreed to buy her first two bags of
charcoal to restart her business. I was able to use my Swahili and told her I
missed her smile and wanted to see it return again soon!
My afternoon plans included a trip to Moshi in order to
copy and purchase what we needed for the Micro Loan workshop on Thursday and go
to the bank. Ellie was gone this afternoon for her son’s 3 year birthday. He is
staying with the child’s father in Moshi until I leave. Ellie talks to her son
on the phone daily. I had no idea until 2 days ago that she even had a child. I
don’t know if I could make the kind of sacrifices these women make, always
being in survival mode. The women here have a fervent sense of responsibility
when it comes to taking care of their children. Communal support also plays a
major role in making sure children always have a safe place to go and someone
to look after them.
I rode the daladala home and one of its stops is the
former bus stand. After people exited at this particular stop I was the only
one left. The two gentlemen working the daladala turned and stared at me. I
tried to explain that I wanted to go to the new bus stand. My Swahili completely
failed me but it became obvious they were not going to take me any farther. I
could hear the laughter in the background as people noticed the silly Mzungu
(white person) who wasn’t getting off the daladala. Fortunately, I remembered
the way home. I later learned from Nie that if there are not enough people left
on the daladala it is not worth their time to return to the bus stand so they
restart their route from the old bus stand. Another day wiser!!