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Friday, July 12, 2013

Smiles from Africa!

"Smiles are the language of love."
~David Hare

This summer I encountered many new experiences- from local customs to foreign food. (Goat meat by the way really is not that bad!) I was on a new continent without my family and friends and little comforts of the modern world. My time in a third world nation was life altering. I learned how to adapt to a lifestyle that included showering with cold water from a bucket, lacking social media and wearing traditional long skirts. I had the chance to emerge myself in a new culture by bonding with individuals who came from a different walk of life.

While I did stick out like a sore thumb (there were not many American blondes in Mozambique!) I found I still had much in common with the orphans; we all loved to smile. These orphans became my heros and quickly stole my heart within my first days in Africa. Many had heart breaking stories; they came from broken homes with as many as 7 to 9 siblings and were abandoned by parents. Yet, these people were very happy. This is a collection of the smiles I found in Mozambique. When anyone questions the safety of my experience I just show a few of these snapshots. :)

The last photo I took in Mozambique. Saying goodbye to the orphans was very difficult!

A market vender proudly displays his produce. 

This boy struck a pose as he tried to persuade me to purchase his food. He was full of spunk! 

A shy smile from a local village child. 


Junior (orange shirt) and his friend liked to borrow my American sunglasses. 

An adorable young girl!

Anna and her sister at the recreation field.  

How can you not love this smile? 

Baby Ontasia had the sweetest, biggest eyes. 

An orphan smiles after receiving a treat from Sunday school.

Fatima and her daughter Monica, who is a two year old with AIDS. 

A young girl waits for her family during food distribution day. 

What grins! 

This girl is proud of her ability to balance her items!

Siblings watching an ongoing soccer game. 

A very sweet little girl. 

That's the smile of someone getting into mischief. 

One of my favorite photos of the trip.

I asked this women if I could take her picture and she shed tears upon seeing it. This was the first photograph she had seen of herself. 

Fernando enjoys a snack at preschool. 

10 Favorite Moments in Africa

I am the type of person that can never decide on a 'favorite.' When asked my favorite holiday, color or food I will always name the list of my top favorites. (My high school senior farewell speech is a great example!) This is also true with my experience in Africa. I could never name a specific time that I loved more than others because each moment was treasured.  So here's a list (in no particular order) of ten favorite experiences in Africa. Trust me, it was hard to narrow down this list! 

1. Market visits were the highlight of my week! Here, I bought my first capalona, a traditional African outfit. I paid 350 metacash which is roughly $10. Capalona's are pieces of colorful clothe, pictured in the background of a market stall. 

2. Bonding with orphans during afternoon walks is a memory I treasure. They loved to hold hands and considered it a privilege to carry a visitors water bottle. 

3. Nap time: because everyone gets tired after a game of soccer. This little guy literally fell asleep on the sports field. 

4. I woke up at 4 a.m. one morning to enjoy a mountainside sunrise.

5. Working with the goat herd which was a new livestock experience for me!

6. Papaya picking with a 15 foot bamboo poll is a challenge! Part of the excitement is wondering if you can actually catch the papaya because the trees are so tall. 

7. International Children's Day was a giant birthday party for all orphans. Here, a preschool instructor is helping me gather the children for a game of 'duck, duck goose'. (One of several American games I taught them including 'simon says' and 'red rover, red rover'.

8. Women often sing and dance during their work, which I encountered on this day. They can even dance while carrying their baskets, I was very impressed!

9. Mozambique agriculture was vastly different from the U.S. I am standing beside a cotton crop while I am used to midwest corn fields!

10. During playtime I was always recruited for the boy's basketball team because of my height. (I was taller than most of the teenage boys at my 5' 6'.) Junior and I are pictured in our 'victory pose.'


A Typical Day in Mozambique

A day working at Orphans Unlimited in Mozambique began at 5:00 a.m. sharp. I lived in a bunkhouse with other female workers, who ranged from age 18 to 75. We arose before the sun had risen so we relied on solar powered lights to get ready. Breakfast was served at 5:30 a.m. and if you missed it well, you missed a meal. The meal consisted of bread but weekends french toast or pancakes were made which was a great treat! I was highly impressed with the meals Linda Stanley, our cook, prepared with her limited resources in the African bush.

Midmorning consisted of working on projects for Orphans Unlimited. Primarily the corn and bean processing was occurring during my stay. Danielle, Melissa and I were the summer team and we assisted with providing the yearly food supply to the orphanage. The work was long, hot and dirty it was vital to the widow's food program and orphan's meals. We would work until 11:30, lunch time. Meals included rice, beans, fresh vegetables, fruits and any leftovers from previous meals.

The hottest time of the day occurred after lunch so we would usually work indoors or rest until afternoon activities commenced. I would usually write letters and read until 1:00. Each afternoon varied depending on the day. Saturdays included trips to the local market, Monday, Wednesday and Friday were preschool class, Tuesdays I conducted an English class, Thursday was food distribution day and Sunday was the prayer walk. Life eventually became a routine that was centered around the needs of the children and Balama village. My favorite days were spent teaching English lessons and exploring the local market.

However, one consistency was activities time. At 3:00 p.m. every day we played games and sports with the orphans (the children would find us if we were not timely!) They enjoyed basketball and soccer the most while I was able to teach them how to use frisbees. I also introduced them to American games such as 'duck duck goose', 'simon says', and 'red rover, red rover.' There was a language barrier as most Mozambiquans speak Portuguese primarily.  The children always wanted to teach me words in their tribal language of Macoa and they enjoyed a good-natured laugh at my expense. By 4:30 we had to depart the recreational fields for supper.

Each week we rotated as kitchen help for Linda. During one of my weeks I helped make goat enchiladas, one of my favorite meals in Mozambique! After supper everyone would return to their bunk houses as it got dark quickly at around 6:00 p.m. In third world country life becomes much more quite when the natural light disappears as there is no electricity. I was very glad the orphanage facilities had solar powered lights. Bedtime approached 7:30 p.m. which I would have never considered in my lifestyle at college! Showering at night was interesting without running water. Buckets of water from the well were heated on a gas stove. Bathing consisted of washing oneself with washcloth and bucket of water. I packed plenty of toiletries as I knew there would be no replacements in Mozambique!

In all, there was nothing "typical" about Mozambique. Each day brought a new adventure, which I tried to capture with my camera. The children adored having their photos taken. However, it did become a problem when they would nearly mob you for their picture. The children do not have access to a mirror so they literally do not know what they look like. (Also, there are no large water sources in the area so even viewing their reflection was not an option.) So, when I was being a tourist the children were only too eager to have their photo taken. I know I will look back on my photos and always treasure my time in Africa.

Sleeping arrangements include mosquito netting over beds to prevent from insects. 

Laundry is washed and dried outside by local women. Orphans Unlimited offers job opportunities to the Balama community through services such as guards, tailors and drivers. 

Weekly English lessons are given to Nelson and Bertino (pictured) and Junior. (Nelson's brother.) Nelson aspires to be an English translator in Mozambique where Portuguese is the national language. 

Saturdays are market days where produce is purchased for the weekly food menu. 

A typical Mozambiquan home made of mud bricks and grass rooftops. Multiple family generations will live in one hut.

All water is pumped by hand from a well and filtered before it is safe to drink. (The average well costs $10,000 to construct.)
Preschool is held three days a week during the afternoons by Madelenia and Carlitos George (pictured teaching a lesson.)

On Wednesdays preschoolers line up in their uniforms where they learn colors, numbers and color.

Thursdays are food distribution day where local women are given weekly rations of household supplies. Many families rely on the stipend which is based on need and family size.

A widow, who cares for dormitory orphans, is given her bean allotment. She will also receive firewood, soap, corn and medicines.  

The typical method to carry items in Mozambique is on your head! From a young age (5 years) children are taught how to carry heavy loads 'headfirst'. 

Each afternoon between 3:00-5:00 pm children gather at the soccer field for games. 

Most children go barefoot in Mozambique. (Not by choice.)
A typical sunday school class includes 130 children! 

"Bush churches" are located on the outskirts of large villages and serve rural populations.  Multiple bush churches have opened since Orphans Unlimited began. 

Church services are colorful experiences filled with music, dancing and even drums in the congregation! 

Sunday school averages 130 children, who are given a sucker at the end for good behavior.


Women's ministry class is held Sunday afternoons followed by a prayer walk to visit the sick.