Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Bagamoyo (lay down your heart)



Well, I have been home for 1 week, and I am not adjusted yet. I can't stop dreaming of going back.   I had no idea that my life plan would have been so affected by this little volunteer experience. It started as just a way to travel, do something different over the holidays, and challenge myself. But it has now evolved into a long term plan and a mission to become more aware of helping others abroad as well as in my own community. I have been so blessed to have this experience, and I have learned so much from this experience.  Thank you to all of my supporters for helping me find my way to Tanzania and having this life changing journey.   This has now become a dream that I cannot let go.  I fell absolutely in love with Bagamoyo, and the person that I have become because of Bagamoyo.  Thank you so much for supporting me and giving me the courage to travel and volunteer in such an amazing place.  I am certain that I will make it back there someday. Thank you! I am truly grateful!


Meghan Beacham  

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Nakupenda Rafikis

It is my last week, and it is completely heartbreaking.  Today I spent my day with UKUN which is an organization that helps with AIDS education, home based care to patients, and testing for HIV/AIDS. I was tested for HIV today, and I am safi (clean)! It is a similar process to testing blood sugar for diabetes.  Then, I spent my day with Charles the creator of this organization, and we went on home visits to check on patients. We went to the famous Captain's hut, and we helped with physical therapy for a bit.  We chatted for a while, and he commented that I am learning Swahili very quickly. I always tell people I am learning pole pole (slowly) and they usually laugh at me. But I am finally learning how communicate with people that speak no English.  I am sure when I return to work, I will say things like..."Mambo! Habari Gani? Nzuri sana! Na wewe?" I apologize in advance...
It has been an extremely quiet week around here as there are only 6 of us left, but it is giving me time to process everything that has happened over the last month.  I have been telling all my new  friends that live in Bagamoyo that I planned this trip for a year and 1/2, and I am not sure when I can come back. But I feel that I am meant to be here.  UKUN for example would have a better shot at funding if they only had a website.  That is my first goal when I come back. My second goal is to help with Imuma which is an orphanage/daycare. There are about 36 kids, but they can only afford to have 7 kids live there full time. They are still the happiest group of children I have ever met. They have so much love in there hearts, and they have absolutely nothing. On Friday, we are going to the beach one last time before I go home. And then there is Bagamoyo. A piece of my heart will stay here in Bagamoyo.  There are so many artists, musicians, and culture here. I walk down the road everyday, and almost every person walking by greets me. And they become ecstatic if I say something other than "Mambo! Poa!"  In Seattle, they look the other direction. I think it will be more of a culture shock when I return than it was when I arrived here.  I just feel so blessed that I was able to have this experience.  Thank you to all of my contributors and sponsors. I would not have been able to have this experience without you. I have been touched deep within my soul, and I will always remember the time I travelled to Tanzania. It has changed my perspective, and it has change my life.  I am completely heartbroken to leave my new rafikis (friends) and watoto (children) behind.  Thank you so much for helping me to find my voice and my passion.  I will be posting a ton of photos and videos when I return next week. THANK YOU!!
Tutaonanaa!! See you
Meghan aka Uwendi

Monday, January 3, 2011

Zanzibar






This was without a doubt the best New Year celebration of all time.  We left Bagamoyo on Friday after placement, and we headed to Dar Es Salaam to catch the ferry. Kennedy pushed us through the intense angry crowd to get us up front so that we would have good seats. We were in an enclosed area with "AC" that smelled of body odor and incense. As soon as we left the port, I knew I thought I would be sick. It felt like being on a roller coaster for 2 1/2 hours. We finally arrived in beautiful Zanzibar on New Years Eve.  We drove to the south tip of the island to stay in our rustic bungalows and ate dinner which was the same thing we eat at CCS (fish, rice, and potato).  We were all a bit concerned when we found that there was no bar at our hotel for new years eve, but we were pleasantly surprised to hear music down the beach. We headed to a hotel, and we were again the only guests. We had frozen "Tanzanian Kisses" which was the best thing we had ever tasted even though we could have become ill from the ice. We all decided it was worth the risk since it was New Years. None of us got sick from the ice by the way... There were two men drumming, and six men and women in kangas that of course pulled us in to dance. The women wrapped all of us in kangas including bibi (Fey the 80 year old volunteer with us) and put us all in a circle. We all took turns dancing in the middle of the circle. Some of us started running out of "moves" so we would start jumping in with the amazing 80's dances we knew. It was so much fun, and there was nothing of a typical New Years.  Nobody was drunk, there was no crying, and no drama. We were all just so happy to be together and enjoyed each other.  After the band left we had a little count down with the waitstaff, and they even opened a bottle of champagne for us. After midnight, we all ran and jumped in the pool in the darkness. It was amazing to swim in darkness under the beautiful bright stars and the ocean waves crashing. Completely beautiful.  Jordan, Amy, and I started singing the only Swahili song we know as well in the pool. I woke up to walk on the beach, and the tide was out.  I have never seen such an incredible paradise.  Of course, I was stung by a jellyfish, but I continued to walk in the water and look at the shells.  We laid by the pool for a bit, and we headed to Stone Town for a seafood Tanzanian lunch with wine.  Stone Town is absolutely beautiful. I wish I had more than one full day to spend in Zanzibar, but I am so glad I made the trip. After lunch, a few of us decided to take a boat to Chunguu Island (prison island). I was looking for pirates, but no such luck:) It was originally used as a quarantine for Cholera and Yellow Fever. But now, it has become a sanctuary for extremely large tortoises and peacocks.  We fed some of the tortoises, and one hungry tortoise chomped my finger. That actually hurt much worse than the jellyfish. I think I lost my clumsiness, but I have inherited love from animals.... I shook it off, and we went on our tour through the old prison.  We then got back in the boat, and enjoyed the sunset as we slowly moved across the water. It was serial to be on the Indian Ocean.  We then met up with the rest of the group at a mzungu place called Mercury's that was right on the Ocean. It was named after Freddy Mercury from Queen. There were a ton of mzungus, but the music was great. I started getting emotional because it was my last night in Tanzania with Amy and Jordan. They stayed in Zanzibar until they leave for Cleveland.  I am so happy that I have this bond with them, and I will miss them dearly. I might need to plan a small weekend in Cleveland soon. They surprised me and took me to their 5 star all inclusive resort for my last night in Zanzibar.  I was elated to take a real shower with hot water and air conditioning.  I even used conditioner!!  My poor sister is going to have her work cut out for her after being here for a month:) Sorry Tiff... he he he. The three of us drank and talked under the stars. I left in the morning and headed to the spice farm to meet up with the rest of the volunteers. I was very early, so I listened to Bob Marley with a little boy, and we drummed together on the dirt until they arrived.  It was just another moment that reminds me why I came to Tanzania. The spice farm was very interesting, but I couldn't focus because I was so excited to buy real coffee.  Only instant coffee seems to be available in Baga. I bought some gifts for friends and family, and we headed home to Bagamoyo. Just after I went through the crowded gate at the ferry, I heard my name being yelled. It was Amy and Jordan running behind the gate to say goodbye. I ran towards them, we hugged through the giant bars in the gate, and I began to cry. I miss them so much already. And now there are six.  The ferry went smoothly, and we finally got home to CCS in Bagamoyo
Today, I went to UKUN which is an organization that works together with the Red Cross. We went to the open market to buy watermelon and pineapple for a man in the hospital suffering from TB and AIDS. He has all the medications, but he doesn't have the proper amount of food and water.  Charles convinced the hospital to let him stay there for another week so that he could have a fighting chance to get enough food to eat with his medications. Charles will be stopping by to check on him from time to time to see his progress and make sure that he is hydrated and fed properly. I am experiencing new enlightening moments each day, and I am learning that I belong here. I can't imagine leaving when there is so much more to experience.