I learned This from A Sausage Tree It was a hot July afternoon in the lower Rift Valley and the African sun was beating down unmercifully. We had finally found a hiding place under the forest canopy at the Liwonde Game Park. Most of the teams who had come to work during their summer vacations […]
Read MoreThe Fishermen of Nguwo Village Senga Bay, Malawi … The wind was blowing in from the lake with an intensity that caused white caps to lunge on the shore as though they were locked in some sort of grudge fight. The morning sun reflected its blazing rays against the grey-blue water in order […]
Read MoreDon’t Pay Me Anything! "Don’t pay me anything. Life is not about making money; it’s about helping." With these words Singini Bandawe shrugged off my attempt to compensate him for the fuel and wear and tear on his vehicle that he had expended for me that morning. I had just met Singini a […]
Read MoreChiotha Village, Malawi … The rays of the African sun seem to penetrate through the thinning white hair on the back of my head, and tiny beads of sweat trickle down the back of my neck and gather near the small of my back. The rainy season is coming in the sub-Sahara, but first […]
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