OUR LADY OF THE WAYSIDE
Tuesday 23rd
May
I have just connected to the Internet and read the terrible news of
the attack in Manchester. My thoughts and prayers are very much with
all who are suffering as a result. I keep asking what is it that
makes people take such action.
The contrast with the quiet here at the Curia bathed in warm bright
sunshine is very stark.
Ben joined me on Sunday for mass. It was a good introduction to
services here in Zambia – a little more low key than many – no
dancing in the aisles or jumping around with spears and only a polite
applause for the sermon! However there was plenty of singing, some
drumming and dancing and plenty of joy.
After the service Fr. Raphael gave us a lift back back to our house
in the Curia.
I had expected to meet with the Small Christian community of St.
Veronica in the afternoon, but they had another meeting at church.
The congregations in the Parishes are split into geographical areas –
perhaps 11 or 12 per parish. The parishioners in each area form
smaller communities and meet for prayers and provide some mutual
support. I have been part of St. Veronica's Small Christian Communty
for ten years or so. We meet and read the gospel for the following
week – using a method known as lectio divina we reflect on a verse
that seems to say something to us and if we feel inspired we share
that with the other members. I find this very helpful when at the
service the following Sunday the gospel is read. We also say a few
prayers, ask for prayers for those in need, talk about what is
happening in the parish and find out if any Community members are
sick or in need. Since all of this takes part in Chitonga I only pick
up the key facts!
Instead of the meeting I was able to have a gentle afternoon. I
checked out the Internet access at the Curia and was pleased to
establish that I could use the lounge even when all the offices were
closed.
OUR DINING ROOM
Before 18hrs Diven, Delia and Paul arrived. For some reason this year
Paul, who is just about 2 years old, screams whenever he sees me! It
reminds me of the time when my grandson Jack was about 9 months old
and I was due to act as nanny for a couple of days a week. I had
three days of “Jack training” before being let loose on my own.
At the end of the three days he didn't scream!! - that was about the
extent of my success. Of course two months later we had developed a
great relationship and were great pals. Lets hope Paul will also come
to enjoy my presence.
I had bought some soya pieces from the market which, with some
paprika ginger and garlic, and a range of vegetables I made a
pleasant meal. Even Paul enjoyed it!
Yesterday was time to start some serious work. We met Mrs. Sianga and
started looking at some of the work to do. The solar lighting should
arrive in Lusaka on Saturday. I have been in touch with Roger from
Lights For Learning and he is in Zambia. He has offered to visit us
next Monday/Tuesday to help us plan the installation – if we are
very lucky, he might be able to bring the lights with him from
Lusaka.
The good rains and subsequent harvest means that the price of maize
and groundnuts is currently low. Mrs. Sianga is keen to capitalise on
this by buying in bulk now and storing the food which will feed the
children throughout the year. I will try to facilitate this. It will
also help us if the costs can be minimised. Feeding the children at
PIZZ School has made a huge difference. Mrs Sianga says that at least
the children are sure of one meal a day – many will not know where
there next meal will come from. The children are performing well and
putting on weight. However it is hard for us to understand the lives
of these children. Mrs. Sianga said that before she was providing
food many of the children rarely smiled or interacted with one
another. This situation has changed dramatically. I don't know what
it must be like to be constantly hungry.
I was part way back from the school when I realised that I had agreed
to see Diven. I returned and frightened Paul once again.
On the way back I searched for non Nestle products. In the past
Nestle promoted dried milk, claiming that it was better than breast
milk. The children drinking the dried milk didn't get the immunity
from disease provided by the mother's milk. It was a wicked campaign
and put the lives of many children at risk. Nestle continues to
exploit the people of poorer countries and for that reason I do my
best to avoid their products. This is particularly difficult in
Monze. I bought some non-Nestle mayonnaise (Cross and Blackwell is
also owned by Nestle). I was delighted until I got home and found
that there was a solid crust and the smell wasn't right!!
Raymond was meant to visit in the evening but didn't arrive. Ben made
a Zambian omelette containing local vegetables and sweet potato which
we enjoyed.
As usual I spend time on the computer writing notes and e-mails. I am
also slowly working my way through a John Grisham novel. I manage to
turn in a little before midnight.
Since we arrived the days have been quite cloudy. Often the sky is
clear first thing in the morning – today there is some cloud. So
far the totally cloudless skies I am used to, have not lasted long.
Best wishes,
Chris
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