WHEN I’M READY, I LOOK UP – DAY 12

We are complete – our team of 30 has come from London, Pennsylvania, Oregon, Utah, Virginia, Massachusetts, and DRCongo (Fred and I join the team in South Africa) and we all make it to Zimbabwe without any issues, other than a couple bags lost and found again. The coolest, oldest, longest bus awaits us at the airport and everyone fits comfortably along with the 90 pieces of luggage we have, plus purses and the odd smaller carryon bag.  It is a massive bus!  I am told that I’ll be visiting the District Representative to let him know that we are in town and what exactly we’ll be doing.  I ask [...]

2017-11-21T06:33:21+00:00

FRESH VEGGIES ON THE TABLE – DAY 11

Dalenge and his wife have seven biological children and live in Gemena , Democratic Republic of Congo.  They are also the adoptive parents to four AIDS orphans, creating quite the full house.  As we visit them today, six of the children are in school, with the other school-aged children at home because they finished their final exams yesterday and the youngest don’t attend school yet.  They are excited to be on vacation while their siblings are still taking exams today and love being included in photos. While the entire family will benefit from AFCA’s work here, it is the orphans who will own the animals they will receive as part [...]

2017-11-21T06:29:04+00:00

HOW TO MAKE POSSEE – DAY 10

Have your friend Gilbert purchase live grubs. Put the little fellows in a bowl of water to clean them.  They will wiggle around in the water, as though enjoying their bath. Dig into them with your fingernail and pull out their intestines. Plop them into a small pan with a bouillon cube.  Even without intestines, they will continue to wiggle about. Add chopped onion and a touch of salt. Put over a hot fire and let the grubs start cooking.  No need to add oil or butter, as these guys are greasy. Mix around (I mixed a lot in an attempt to make them crunchy.  It didn’t work out very [...]

2017-11-21T06:25:01+00:00

WALKING THROUGH FIELDS – DAY 9

Day 9 I am drowning in my own sweat. I am in Congo, walking through fields and fields of tall, biting and cutting tough grass, making my way to see a corn field belonging to one of our beneficiary families.  In front of me, Mambo and Ndanda lead the way while behind me, Karina and Fred follow.  We walk for a long time and I feel my neck burning, soaking in the Congolese sun, sensing it seeping into me.  My legs are getting scratched as the grass reaches around and under my skirt, grabbing at my skin and letting go at my next step, just in time for another blade [...]

2017-11-21T05:59:42+00:00

ALMOST TOO WONDERFUL FOR WORDS – DAY 8

There are some things that are almost too wonderful for words.  Let me try to explain one of them. Today, we visit a project we started a couple of years ago with one warehouse on a small farm called Portriez.  The warehouse produced tomatoes by the bucketfuls and we got super excited.  With what we learned, we decided to expand the project to a larger piece of land – 50 acres, in a place called Lunga Lunga (LL), outside of Mombasa.  AFCA put in a borehole and an organic greenhouse and we hit the ground running. While I’d visited when the borehole was installed, I hadn’t been back to [...]

2017-11-21T05:56:05+00:00

BEVERLYNE, HER FACE IS HEALTHY AND SHINING – DAY 7

Day 7 It is muddy.  Really muddy.  A slippery, gooey, brown mud path winds its way up and down through a slum called Mikindani in Mombasa, Kenya.  We are not prepared for this trek, as we didn’t know we’d be visiting Berverlyne, one of the young ladies who has been in our program for 9 years.   I am wearing sandals while my boots are sitting in my suitcase at the hotel and these sandals were not made for this type of terrain or weather. It rains here and there and we slip and slide some more along with Sister Veronica and Lucy, two of the amazing people who work in [...]

2017-11-21T05:49:55+00:00

MPUMUDDE NEEDS A LOT OF HELP – DAY 6

Day 6 Today the air feels brisk and cool, thanks to a refreshing rain during the night.  We wait and wait for Martin to come pick us up and finally, 48 minutes late, he and Rogers show up to take us to our last hospital stop in Uganda – Mpumudde Clinic. It is a small clinic with only 26 beds and is located about 2 hours from Kampala, near Jinja. This small clinic received a container from AFCA two years ago and to date, no one else has donated a single additional item to them, other than the government giving them an anesthesia machine.  As the supervising doctor introduces us [...]

2017-11-21T05:45:51+00:00

ATUTUR HOSPITAL – HERE WE COME!

Day 5 Atutur Hospital – here we come!  We climb back into the vehicle and speed off to visit Atutur Hospital, a new place for AFCA.  I am excited to see this place not only because it is new, but also because we have been told that we can make a big difference here. Of course, it isn’t as easy as simply visiting a hospital.  No, no!  First, we must stop at the regional office to talk to the supervising doctor, John.  There, we are introduced all around and meet some people with I know I am going to enjoy working in the near future.  Then, we must be introduced [...]

2017-11-21T05:36:53+00:00

CLINIC & SCHOOL VISITS – DAY 4

Day 4 Up at 6:45. Shower. Breakfast. Hit the road again. This time, we head east toward Papoli, a small village I love.  There, we are met by Emmanuel (Emma), a dear man who overseas so many good things.  We hug and kiss our cheeks together, with introductions all around. I look around and am astounded at the changes in this place over the past two years.  A maternity clinic now stands and functions.  An office and a storeroom. A dorm room for boys and one for girls, for those who cannot go home every day due to the distance from home to school.  It’s so exciting to be here [...]

2017-11-21T05:28:32+00:00

MAKING SENSE AGAIN – DAY 2 / DAY 3

Day 2 afternoon and Day 3 We travel 6 hours west towards the boarder of Congo, to Kilembe Mines, arriving after dark. The road is surprisingly good, with few potholes or surprises.  What this road has, never seen by me before, are speed bumps grouped in sets of 4, one right after the other. This gives us the feeling of being run over a cheese grater, over and over again.  As we approach any village or town, 5 or 6 sets of these sets of 4 greet us and we bounce up and down, up and down, up and down… Finally, we bounce over the tallest speed bump I’ve ever [...]

2017-11-21T05:22:34+00:00
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