Greetings from Zambia where life is raw and real. The sun is shining and it’s a beautiful yet chilly Tuesday. Don’t underestimate tropical Africa, this is winter and I recorded 3 degrees Celcius this morning when I left for work. I know what you’re thinking: that’s 38 degrees F. Still reaches almost 80 degrees F around lunchtime, but I still find myself wearing a sweater while doing most of my work. Yes, one of my favorite quotes about this region proves itself almost everyday. “…the beautiful, incongruous, lawless, joyful, illogical certainty which is Africa…” came from Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight by Alexandra Fuller. It’s routine to find yourself doing entirely opposite things in the course of one same day. Take my weather description as a metaphor. I’m often still surprised, but just laugh and usually I can deal with it.
As for the most important part of this quick post:
Thank you- all my pupils have been sponsored! I’ve even received support for a 2012 trip! Please look for pictures and stories from our trip planned for 29-30 July! Thank you again.
I’m greatly appreciative and amazed at the quick outpouring of support for my well-deserving pupils. Here’s the appeal they wrote as a group with my encouragement:
(translated from KiiKaonde!) Respectful greetings. We are the Chongololo Environment Club. We are wanting money to go to Jivundu National Park. We want to see animals, natural resources, and we are searching for money to buy fuel for the speedboat to take a river cruise. We also need for transportation to the park and to buy food and drinks. We are requesting money because we are young school children who can’t find other money. We will be very thankful if the letter we have written reaches where you are. Thank you from us at the Chongololo Club. Twapwa Ateba.
http://www.zambia-travel-guide.com/bradt_guide.asp?bradt=900
http://www.zawa.org.zm/west_lunga.htm
Another update: the garden’s growing well. I’m eating cabbage and other greens already, the beans are growing well, and the tomato and green pepper seedlings are transplanted. Props to my groundskeeper, Timothy for all his help.
