Malawi Flooding

This year has started out with a challenge for the people of Malawi.  Shortly after we left Malawi January 8th the rains became very heavy for the eastern and southern portions of the Country.  They continued for over a week which led to heavy flooding.  15 of the 27 Districts in the country were declared as disaster areas by the President.  The flooded areas were in the north, along the eastern boundary with Mozambique and heavily in the south.  20% of the surface area of Malawi is covered by Lake Malawi which lies along the northern 2/3rds of the country's border.  If that had been habitable land area it probably would also have been flooded.  The southern portion, that was hit the hardest, is a low delta area that has the Shire River running through it as the river heads to the Mozambique Channel of the Indian Ocean.  We had the opportunity this week to visit in the Southern part of Malawi and help a friend deliver some blankets and mosquito nets to some of the 200,000 Malawians that have been displaced from their homes.  Below is a picture of part of the area in the Chikwawa District that we viewed as we descended from the plateau north of the lower delta.  In the picture you can see the Shire river and some large brown areas.  Those used to be green fields but are now areas silted by the floods coming from the north.  You can also see some standing water in low areas that was left by the flood.

The people left their homes in the lower areas and fled to higher ground.  They camped in villages that were above the flooded area.  We visited a couple of groups as we assisted our friend with his distribution.  This particular group was made up of 3 different villages and included 350 families or about 1500 people.  They were organized by some of the leaders so that they could make distributions as they arrived.  They had for shelter this canopy and tent.

And the inside of an empty church building in their host village.

You can see that there is not enough space for 1500 people to keep out of the rain in these facilities but they do the best they can.  Our friend had brought 50 blankets and 50 mosquito nets to share with these people.  Some had already received some supplies from a previous donor so the leaders reviewed their list and called individuals from the group who had not received supplies.  Here are some of the recipients with their donated blankets and mosquito nets.  They only received one of the two items.

This was another group that was camped a few hundred meters away for the other group.  We did not have anything we could give them but stopped to see how they were doing.  They told us that they were running out of maize flour but still had some beans. 

Many houses were washed away by the floods so those people only have what they took with them.  Some had houses damaged or collapse due to the heavy rains.  Their houses are made out of bricks (like those in the previous pictures of the church) that they have made from mud and dried to some extent in a kiln.  Some bricks are of better quality than others.  They may be laid in cement mortar or just with mud. When the heavy rains come accompanied by a driving rain it pounds on one side of the house and if it does that long enough it destroys the wall of the house and down it comes.

We are preparing to purchase material so that we can make a delivery soon to add to their continuing need for food and protection from the elements.  You would think that this is summer in Africa because it is south of the equator but with the rains come cooler temperatures and the need for blankets at night.

Their Little Ones

Grandma Cindy is always attracted to the children.  That should not be a great surprise.  They are everywhere when we stop and get out of the truck.  Here are pictures of the some of her friends.

 Most of these pictures are of children we have met as we have visited the boreholes that were previously constrcted.  These little guys live at an orphanage where a borehole was contructed with a solar pump to water their almost one acre garden.  The garden grows food for the orphanage and some of the neighboring homes.  They sell some of the crops to make it possible to buy seed for the next years crop.  Self-reliance principles at work.

 

 

Same orphanage but girls taking water to their neighboring homes.

 

Never too small to learn to balance a water bucket on your head.  It strengthens your neck.

 

 

For later days when you do this.

 

 

These boys were along the highway coming back from the Copperbelt region.  We stopped to take a picture of a flame tree and Grandma found hereself occupied with the local football (soccer) team.  And that is a good ball for boys this age. 

 

 

These are the grandkids of one of the members in Luanshya.  He is an independent contractor working on borehole projects for the church in the Copperbelt.  Do you think that Grandma Cindy misses her grandkids?

 

 

This is how a lot of the small ones travel.  The baby is usually in the back but for the picture the mom put her on the side.  Carrying the sack of maze meal on your head keeps your hands free for other needs.  This picture was taken out in the farming area so she has been walking for some time.

 

 

Or it may be someone elses baby that you carry.  Joy was carrying one of the twins at Chruch.  The cloth that holds the baby is a chitenge.

 

 

Finally, the boys will be boys.  They were supposed to be helping their grandfather with the farming but when he left to find us they thought it was better to sit in the Mango tree and eat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grandma Cindy's Animals

Africa is know for its animals.  In America we go to the Zoo to see these animals.  While here in Zambia and Malawi Grandma Cindy notices animals and likes to take their pictures.  Here are some of her favorite pictures so far.

On the way to Malawi we learned something about the rainy season here in Africa, it rains pigs instead of cats and dogs,  These little guys (unimproved version) were everywhere.  These were found taking a stroll down the highway base coarse while we were driving on a wet dirt road.

This bunch belong to the improved group.

They've got a little more sense to be along the side of the road to forage for food.

There are lots of goats in Malawi.  While out on a trip to look at some wells that are 18 months old we found this industrious bunch.  They had taken over this investment busines, only because it was raining.

 



 

Grandma really likes the little ones.  I think they remind her of her grand "kids".  These two were trying to play "hide and go seek".

 

 

Ox are used for transportation and hauling goods. Often they occupy the same tarmac (paved road in Africa) as bicycles, cars trucks, semi-trucks and buses

 

 

We saw these teen drivers passing by one of our Church buildings in Lilongwe, Malawi.

 

 

And some of these.

 

 

Finally Papa got to take a picture.  This is a Malawian stealth bomber attached to the rear tire of out truck.  Notice the bombs dropped on the ground waiting to explode.

 

 

 

 

 

Christmas with the Missionaries

We spent the day after Christmas celebrating with all of the missionaries in the Zambia portion of the mission.  We had fried chicken, pizza, potatoe salad, jello salad, pasta salad, sheet cake and ice cream for dinner.

 

 

After dinner we exchanged "White Elephant" gifts.

 

 

And then we watched a newer version of "A Christmas Carole".  It had an excellent meaning for the young missionaries as they seek to serve others and forget about themselves and also the real meaning of Christmas.  The evening ended on a great spiritual note.

 

Merry Christmas to all.

 

Cheshire Childrens Home

Yesterday we had the privilege of serving with angels. We spent four hours at Cheshire Children's Home, a Catholic run home at for disabled children. One of the members of the Lusaka Branch arranged for the Lusaka West Zone missionaries to help with an activity for these children. The Zone Leaders invited some of the senior missionaries to attend with them. There were 1O Elders, 2 Sisters and 2 senior couples who participated with various other volunteers from the community. The children were ages 6-14, so we were told. However, we later learned that one sassy young lady, who was no bigger than a three year old, (if that big) was actually 16. She was as cute as could be and had quite the attitude. It was fun to watch her try to keep a stern face, only to be ambushed by a huge smile when Elder Bodily pretended he was going to tickle her.

This is Kabwe.  There is another picture later where we got her to smile.

 

 

Many other children had various, fairly severe handicaps. There were those in wheelchairs with obvious deformities to their legs or spines. Some were mobile through the aid of a walker. Several seemed mentally impared. Others looked to be suffering from the effects of cerebral palsy. One had only one leg, another had no legs. Those who could walk had legs that were deformed and walked with much effort. There was an adult attendant there who had no hands. A cheerful nun informed us that these children are being taught to be as independent and self sufficient as possible. The goal of the school is to help them become a contributing member of the community. Unfortunately, many children with such deformities and handicaps are an embarrassment to their families and are kept hidden away in their homes. When they are discovered it is often too late to try and rehabilitate them.

When we first arrived at the school we passed out soda pop to these lovely children. They were so delighted! They wanted more. They knew which kind they wanted and how to communicate that to us. There was tons of soda pop and the children had no problem consuming it just about all, even though we tried to stall them.

After the drinks we helped these children get to a bounce house that had been set up on the property.  We were touched to see a child, who looked to me like he needed a wheelchair himself, pushing an even less mobile friend in a wheelchair. That kind of service between the children was a common sight.
 

One girl in a wheelchair was holding a soda bottle to the lips of her friend, who was also in a wheelchair and apparently not blessed with the use or control of any of her limbs.  We marveled that these children have so little temporally and physically, yet they still serve one another. What Christ like beings!

At the bounce house we had so much fun watching these children act like almost normal kids. Actually their joy seemed to surpass that of normal children as they bounced and rolled into one another, laughing and experiencing a degree of mobile freedom. There were huge smiles on their faces and delight in their eyes.

They were having the time of their lives!

















Peter, the boy with no legs, entertained us with flips, summersaults and handstands as he sped around the bounce house. What a talented athlete he was!

He'd bounce himself right on top of a bounce house lower wall and then comfortably rested.

 

 

When he wanted to get some place other than the bounce house he joyfully rode on the back of a specific volunteer, hanging on with his arms around his neck. The love between Peter and this particular volunteer was so obvious to all. These kids were in heaven as various volunteers and missionaries interacted with them.

After the bounce house the children were treated to a live band and dancing. Many could barely walk, but when it came to dancing they could follow the beat and move to it. Even those in wheelchairs bounced to the beat or had someone bounce their wheelchair to the beat. Some, like Peter, danced as a volunteer held them in their arms. They are Africans and rhythm is in their blood. One young man with Downs Syndrome was a remarkable, excellent dancer. It was fun to watch him. 
We  wondered how he learned to do his moves so well? The children and volunteers all had a glorious time. It was a true celebration for us all.

The girl on the left danced and walked on her knees. We don't know how she did it on the rough concrete


Finally our little friends were served by the volunteers a generous helping of cooked lunch, followed by yummy cake. Being at this facility with the children and other volunteers was beautiful and delightful. The event was a Christmas party a generous benefactor has been providing for these children for the past five years. It seems that it was a Christmas gift to us as well. On reflection of this service it feels like we volunteers were the actual receivers and the children were the ones giving to us. They showed us the face of our Savior.  We felt immense gratitude that these children would come to earth under what appears to be such undesirable circumstances to teach us profound truths about love, gratitude and having having a cheerful heart and attitude in all circumstances. The Spirit was felt so strongly that more than one of us struggled to hold back the tears.

Thanksgiving American style

We are sure Thanksgiving is celebrated every day in Zambia.  But the traditional way it is celebrated in the US is not practiced here.  Since there are a number of American missionaries here President Erickson decided to have a Thanksgiving meal in the Thursday evening.  There were all of the usual foods found around the table in the States.  Sister Bodily fixed a turkey, stuffing, 2 apple pies, 2 pumpkin pies, 8 dozen rolls and the green beans in mushroom soup.  The young missionaries (and some of the seniors) put away a lot of food.  When it came time for pie they barely got it in.  When some of the young African missionaries were asked what kind of pie they wanted they asked "is it chicken or beef".  We had to explain to them about apple, pumpkin and banana cream pie.  

We met in the cultural hall of the Lusaka building.   30 young missionaries and 10 seniors missionaries.

Had lots of leftover turkey, mashed potatoes, rolls and sweet potatoes.  Even had a couple of pies left.

One of the sister companionships sang the primary song "My Heavenly Father Loves Me".  Sister George is from Rexburg, Idaho and Sister Rakotonindriana is from Madagascar so she sang one of the verses in French, one of her native languages.  They are such good active missionaries.

How to make things in Lusaka

This is a picture of a local carpentry/upholstery shop.  The mission buys products made in this shop.  We were there to order a pulpit for one of the places where some members meet.  Cabinets on the left, furniture on the right and the treadle Singer sewing machine at the bottom.  One of the workers was cutting in the hinges for a cabinet door.  He didn't have a wide chisel so he took the blade out of his plane and was hitting it with a board instead of a hammer.  Whatever works.