
The children of the family: Ireen (16), Rita (4), Buumba (11) and Vin (21). Coming from Arcades where we spent a Saturday afternoon bowling.










Sä tähdistä kirkkain nyt loisteesi luo
Sinne Suomeeni kaukaisehen!
Ja sitten kun sammuu sun tuikkeesi tuo,
Sä siunaa se maa muistojen!
Sen vertaista toista en mistään mä saa,
On armain ja kallein mull' ain' Suomenmaa!
Ja kiitosta sen laulu soi Sylvian,
Ja soi aina lauluista sointuisimman.
Wishing you happy and relaxing Christmas!
I would have added some pictures here but the antivirus programme in this net cafe ate the files from my flash disc... In Zambia, there's really nothing to be afraid of except for the crazy traffic and the computer viruses. Well, next time then :)
2) Victor singing in the studio at Chawama Youth Skills Project. My dream is to record my own song there one day. I've already started writing it. Wish I had more time!
3) Children on a truck in Chawama. Could I take some of them to Finland with me? :)
4) The town centre of Lusaka. Don't be fooled by the towers, Lusaka in general is very flat. High buildings are found only in the centre, otherwise people live and work in one-story buildings.
8) One of my Hotel and catering students, Lumbenji, making pie dough during the Business in Action project.
9) Ladies' Club (that's the business name they chose for themselves) counting the money after the day - smiling :)
10) I took my tailor, Nancy (on the left) to visit my tailoring students in Kanyama on their entrepreneurship lesson.
14) Still in Chipata, enjoying a fresh paw paw that we bought at the market place. Fruit in Zambia are awsome.
15) In South Luangwa National Park with the giraffe that we were looking for for two days and finally saw about hundred of them during one day.
Monday, 27th August
Days keep on passing by really quickly. A few weeks ago, however, time seemed to have stopped completely. I was suddenly feeling so homesick that I thought I’d never get over it. The feeling lasted for several days and made me ready to go to the airport and take the next flight back to
In Livingstone’s footsteps
A couple of weeks ago we (myself, Riikka and Mariska) spent a long weekend (from Friday to Monday) in Livingstone in southern ours (one way, so 14 hours in total) in a bus entertained by gospel videos, Victoria Falls, old and new Zambian friends, partying, sunset at Zambezi River, crocodiles, baboons, the legendary Jollyboys backpackers’ lodge, true Zambian food and so on. I could write a long story of it, but I won’t this time.
Zim situation
Last time I promised to write something about the situation in
Here in eighboring countries every day should not be called refugees but immigrants since the situation in their home country is not truly threatening.
As my own observation, I can tell that the queue of Zimbabweans (at least some of them salespeople trying to do business in
On the other hand, some Zambians that have visited
Some Zimbabwean businessmen visiting
Nourishment for the soul…
Last Saturday I went to a Seventh Day Adventists Church with my neighbor Ruth (a Zambian girl). What was different from Lutheran service was that there was much more singing and that the congregation really could sing beautifully in harmonies. The sermon was partly in bemba, nyanja and
…and for the body!
Kasongo promised we’ll cook a typical Zambian meal after church – I’m so much looking forward to that! Cooking local food is definitely one of the things that I would like to learn here and I’m already tired of admitting that I’m not even able to cook nshima yet (which is one of the easiest things to do in the world, as I’ve been told for soooo many times). I like Zambian food very much and am quite disappointed that Riikka doesn’t like to eat it too often. I’ve eaten local food only a few times, much more often we’ve eaten salads, wok, pasta, rice with sauce or pizza (not that I didn’t like those as well!). My favourite Zambian dishes so far are nshima with rape tops (cooked with tomato and onion), pumpkin leaves with peanuts and chicken in every form. I’m craving for more!
Every time that I eat the tops (those green leaves) of rape, pumpkin, sweet potato or other plants, I must wonder how we can throw those away in
African time at KYPT
African time here in
I’ve been quite tough with the students. Even if we are in e lessons. I’ve also instructed them not to knock on the door or otherwise disturb the lesson if they come in late. They are still coming late, but let’s see if the situation changes during these months if I keep on being consistent with my demands.
There are of course those students that are always on time and behave like prime examples in every other way as well, and I’m feeling really bad for them since all my energy and attention seem to go to those who don’t behave themselves. I guess these are quite universal reflections among teachers, huh?
Pics
1) Mariska, Riikka and me at Jollyboys enjoying our Mosis. (Mosi-Oa-Tunya is the original name for Victoria Falls.)
2) The Victoria Falls.
3) Zimbabweans queuing to get to Zambia.
4) Sunset over Zambezi.