Well I have the same brain scramble that always hits as soon as I arrive back in Africa. Too much to think about, so if these notes seem to be all over the shop it’s because they are! I am back in Lilongwe to take Kristi & Robyn to the airport for their return to Oz after the quickest 2 weeks ever.
Mphatso Children’s Foundation is employing an incredible 53 staff. PLUS the community garden workers who each receive Kw200 ($1.60 Aust) each time they work
Ten people per group working on a rotating roster five days a week. Each family (150 on the register) has 1 member working- that’s a lot of families being impacted by the gifts that are being given. For 7 out of those 10 that $1.60 will be their only income until their turn comes again.
My re-entry this time was very different to last year. I came home stronger physically but pretty raw emotionally. I even ate some airline food this time which is a huge change for me. It’s not that good though is it?! I was sitting next to a nice man & we had some interesting conversations. In one of them he expressed his opinion that ‘people dying in Africa is nature’s way of culling too many people’. Like I said, we had some interesting discussions.
A ‘normal’ day in Robyn’s life (taken from Newsletter #6)……
5:20am & one of the students phoned from the hospital to say that one is ready for home & one is staying. 5:50am Harrison came over to get their printer back, I had kept it for a couple of days! 6:00am a young lady came with a baby on her back, she told this gut wrenching story about the Ama of the baby dying 2 months ago & they were keeping the baby alive with water from a spoon, I asked to look at the baby & she was a fat little thing so after a little more questioning it turned out to be all lies, she just wanted us to buy her goats milk I think. Growled at her & sent her back to her own village. 6:50am The 10 Community Garden workers are here to collect their Kw200 each, I need to go to my secret safe but William is standing in the door waiting for the money. It isn’t a secret anymore. Money was given out & they all look very happy! I hope that they buy food or something useful. Last night after marketing day there were too many drunk people sleeping on the beach, we had some of the young guys here doing ‘peace’ work during the day, carting water etc, they feel very important if they have money to spend on marketing day. It is usually Kw10 (10cents) each so I don’t think you can buy much booze with that. But if I find out that they were the drunken ones – no more peace work for them. 7:15am Esau is back from the bush with sticks to make a garden bed. He is standing them all on end with a piece of bamboo holding them altogether. The teachers are here for nursery school & they are trying to tie blue tarp to poles because it is blowing a very hot wind. The thatching is blowing off their classroom. The cooks are here to start porridge & we have just given out all the porridge & bowls etc from our storeroom that is working a treat. 7:30am one of the students came to borrow transport money to go home to Salima to see why his Ama hasn’t sent money for this terms fees. He has run foul of the VIBITAC administration department! That means a book somewhere in Sydney’s house with a cross beside his name! OK I’ve had 2 cups of tea but no wash, can you imagine me seeing all these people at home without even cleaning my teeth. Glad this is happening in Africa. I’m trying to make a break for my toilet but not having much luck, here goes!!
It is sooo hot & just 7:30am, it won’t matter what I wear I will be hot & need to change again by lunch time. Bucket shower, beautiful, hot wind blowing in between the bamboo & through the triangle gaps above the walls, really no need to use a towel the wind is like a big hairdryer. 7:50am the bread man calling out Ama Robbiee Ama Robbiee, bought a bread roll for the workers, 10 cents each for really big buns. Hair standing on end but at least clean, still no teeth cleaned (they don’t even notice). I’m hot, I’ve been out of the shower 15 minutes!