Cathy Schrull

2015 – Monday/Tuesday and Shunga and Catchup

KASULU – We are enjoying our last week here in Kasulu.  It will actually only be a few more days.  The plane leaves from Kigoma so early in the morning that we have been advised to spend the prevous night in Kigoma.  So Thursday (today – later in the day) we drive to Kigoma,  Friday we fly to Dar es Salaam and Saturday we leave for Dubai and on to New York.  Technically we could easily fly from Kigoma and make the plane to Dubai on the same day, but you can never be certain that Air Tanzania will fly on schedule, or sometimes even at all, so its always best to go to Dar a day early.

After the busyness of the weekend, Monday was a slow day.  We spent the morning in the DWT compound.  The Bishop’s only chance to meet with us this trip was mid-morning.  So we spend the morning writing up our activities from the weekend and meeting for about an hour with the Bishop.

The afternoon was spent at the Bible College.  We started with our Swahili lessons and learned about personal possessives.  Unlike English, where we only have “these, those, that, your, their and theirs, the personal possessives change depending on what they refer to.  There is one group if the noun belongs to a person and three other classes for “thing” nouns, and you just have to memorize what the correct form is for the noun!  Well, my goal here is to understand what folks are saying, not speak it perfectly, so if I at least recognize that that it’s a possessive I guess that I will be doing well.

Bill spent the rest of the afternoon documenting the network set up at the Bible College and then we headed back to the compound to get cleaned up and dinner with the Bishop and his wife and four year old granddaughter, Alyssa.  Dinner was late due to all kinds of Bishop demands but we had a good visit and, as usual, helped with a few technical issues with iPads and personal laptops.  

Tuesday we headed for Shunga to do a site-survey for wi-fi there.  Shunga is a medical clinic run by German Missionaries that really should be (and is on track to being) classified as a hospital.  The drive there was a bit exciting.  The road, overall was in much better shape than any of the other roads we have been on this year – until we got to this one culvert over a wash.  The middle of it was completely worn through with only two layers of rebar between any vehical and the drop to the wash below.  The only warning about this condition was the branch that someone had stuck upright into the rebar.  We stopped the car, got out and looked at the situation.  The road-bed on the right side was not quite wide enough for the car to pass over, so Bill and I stayed out of the car while our driver slowly crossed the culvert.  He made it without getting stuck or going over and Bill and I got back into the car to continue our journey.  

One thing we noticed on thos drive was wooden utility poles laying at regular intervals alongside the road until about half-way to our destination.  It looks as if electricity is making it’s way out to regions were roads don’t show up on our maps aps!

We were greeted at Shunga by Sister Christine, Felix, the nurse from Germany and our old friend Rev. Fred, who is currently working at Matyazo but was at Shunga to help Christine with some bookkeeping.  Felix showed us around and we did an intial determination of access points, repeaters and bridges that would be needed to network the complex.  We will pull up the complex on Googel Earth later and create a detailed plan. The idea at this point will be to start with internet networking between the two “sister” houses and some doctor’s houses.  These houses are closer to the hospital offices and wards, so that will be a jumping off point for adding networking to the hospital in the future.  Currently NOTHING is computerized and Felix and we think that a good start would be computerizing lab results.

At lunch the discussion was what the source of the internet would be.  There is a new cell tower being built right next to the complex.  They are not sure what the carrier on it will be, but they are hoping that the carrier will install 3G on the tower.  Right now the best they can do is get Vodocom Edge service.  It’s hard to even do emailing at that level of service.  There is a group back in Germany that was talking about installing satalite based internet at Shunga, but, as we have learned, if 3G cell is available, it is MUCH less expensive and much faster that satalite.

We headed back home via the Kabondo road so as to avoid the broken culvert, got cleaned up and picked up Daudi and Olivia to go out to dinner at the Kasulu Motel.  As Bill wrote in his blog, Olivia brought chicken that she had cooked.  It wasn’t BILL’s chicken, which somehow got lost, along with one of the Ndhana’s chickens while they were in Kabondo, but the thought was there.  (In other chicken news, I have heardd that the Bishop’s chicken arrived from Kigoma on Tuesday.)

Yesterday (Wednesday) was our final Swahili lesson at the Bible College.  Bill helped Festus get the Presonus Mixer we had brought for him to work and verify that everything is okay with it.  One issue was a “popping” sound that Festus was getting when plugging in a microphone that uses phantom power, but Bill recalled that he has the same issue with those kinds of microphones and some mixing boards at home.  Alll supporting drivers have been downloaded and correcttly installed now, and the rest is just learning curve.

Dinner was at Reginald’s house.  His older daughter is away at school, the one that is still at home is so cute!  We enjoyed some of the tastest pork that I have had here.  We also saw a DVD of us singing at Shunga last year.

Soon we will be heading down to the Bible College for a farewelll lunch and then head off to Kigoma with Sister Christine.  More later.

2015 – That Was the Weekend That Was

Kasulu – Sorry I haven’t posted for a few days.  It was a busy, wonderful and draining weekend.  In other words,  I was just too tired to write the last two evenings.
 
Our weekend travels:  Kasulu to Uvinza to Kigoma to Ujiji and back.
To catch up, Friday night’s showing of “Despicable Me” went well.  Having the English captions on definitely helped our ESL audience understand the dialogue better as there are many different accents in the film.
 
We took off bright and early Saturday morning for Uvinza, our first stop.  Uvinza is a heavily Islamic area and there was an incident there a few years ago.  It’s major economic engine is the salt mining that is done there.  The soil there in more sandy and brown, unlike Kasulu’s red clay.  There was a relatively small confirmation class there, and it being a Saturday, the congregation was on the small side.  I am guessing it was mostly family members of the confirmands and members of the choirs.

The Bishop had divided up the preaching for the weekend between all the men of our party, and it was Pastor Reginald Moshi’s turn.  Reginald is in charge of IT at the Bible College and he is a joy to work with.  He preached on God’s love. We sang twice and gave greetings. 
 
The congregation gave the Bishop a chicken.  It was a LOUD chicken.  After the confirmation itself, everyone wanted to have their picture taken with the Bishop (this is a normal occurrence here).  When the service was over, there was a receiving line, which there usually is when the schedule is not tight, and as it ended EVERYONE wanted to have their picture taken with US.  They were very organized about it.  We just stood there and they formed a line, would duck into the picture, wait until the photographs indicated that they had the photo and then the next person or persons would duck in.  It went on for a long time.  (How did you get that sunburn?  It was during a photo-op.  Not actually, because we weren’t out there that long and have become acclimated to the sun to a point.)  If I had ever had any desire to be some kind of a celebrity, that photo session would have ended it right there!
 
We enjoyed lunch at the pastor’s house and then loaded the chicken and ourselves into the car to head to Kigoma.  The road between Uvinza and Kigoma is actually paved and we all napped out during the drive.  I was actually able to do a little reading.
 
We got to the hotel around 3:00 pm and had time for a two hour rest before going to say “hello” at the church in Kigoma.  Sunday morning was going to be a tight schedule because we were also going to Ujiji, so we were doing our Kigoma church visiting Saturday evening.  The confirmands and most or the choirs were there to greet us when we arrived.  We had a small welcoming service.  Two of the choirs sang,  Bill and I sang and everyone gave greetings.  Reginald, Bill and I watched one of the choirs practice while the Bishop dealt with a pastoral matter.  We returned to our hotel (the Coastal View again, it is becoming our home away from home in Kigoma) around 7:00 pm.  We were told that dinner was at 7:30, but not where dinner was.  We were assuming that it was at the hotel, but a little after 7:30 we climbed back into the car and headed back to the church for dinner with the vestry.  Bill had developed a headache, so when we returned to the Coastal View, it was quick showers and lights out well before 10:00 pm.
 

We were back in the car at 6:40 am with our over-night luggage to head for the pastor’s house for breakfast.  The service started at 7:30 and breakfast (which was catered) did not arrive until 7:15.  The clock in the pastor’s living room was also running behind by 15 minutes so we all started joking about official time and Tanzanian time.  Of course the service stared at least 15 minutes late.
 

The service in Kigoma had three choirs.  All of the choirs were very good, and their choreography phenomenal  (yes, I did say choreography), but our favorite was the Upendo choir, which did everything live (there is a lot of looping and sometimes just lip-syncing pre-recorded songs by some of the choirs) and sang with all of their hearts.   We also sang.  As we had done “Song to the Savior” the night before and one of the choir members had remembered Bill singing “Sing for Joy” at the choir camp eight or nine years ago, we decided to do that song.  The choir joined in right away, and we soon had the entire congregation singing with us.  The Bishop preached at this service.  The service ended with Holy Communion and announcements and after one group photo of the Bishop and the confirmands and we ducked out the side door, leaving for Ujiji 30 minutes late.
 
Ujiji is the town where Dr. David Livingstone had his major ministry.  We had visited where he had his ministry center two years ago when we were here with Rev. Shaw Mudge (and old friend from St. Paul’s, Darien days).  The church were we had the confirmation service is the Livingstone Memorial church.  The area it is in is also heavily Muslim and there was in incident in 1995 when someone tried to burn the church down.  Building materials in this are are not very flammable (think brick, plaster and cement) and they did not succeed.  
 
The service started with the dedication of a new sound system.  The sound system was not connected until after the dedication, which led to 10 minutes or so of adjusting when the first choir got up to sing.  Even after that there was way to much bass, even for a society that likes a lot of bass, and a lot of feed back due to to much gain in the house.  When we sang, the microphone I used was set so flat that I could barely here my voice.  Bill was itching to get his fingers on the sound board but he refrained.  Again there were three choirs.  Our favorite was the Grace choir.  The Mother’s Union choir had great enthusiasm, but I think that they, as members of the Mother’s Union spent more time on more important matters than singing.  We again sang “Sing for Joy” and again the choir and everyone else picked right up on it.  When we repeated the chorus at the end (many, many times), half the church, including all of the choirs and the confirmands, was up and dancing.
 
 

This time it was Bill’s turn to preach.  He shared about the time when he was fourteen and saw his Mother and Father were having a very rough time.  He was scared for his parents, left the house, and ended up walking to the church they went to in Stamford.  It was there that he cried out to God, asking that if He was real, that he do something to help his parents.  And it was there that he heard a voice from God challenging him to be “real”, to be more than just practicing the forms or religion.  A peace came upon him and he knew that nothing would ever be the same and that God would be in the midst of what was going on with his parents.  He challenged the confirmands to be real for Christ, to be more than just religious and live their lives for Him.  His testimony  was very well received.
 
The confirmands were confirmed, the offering was taken and announcements and the Parish report were given.  The Bishop did a short photo session with the confirmands, as about 10 large cabbages and and number of bottles of soda were auctioned off.  If a person has no money, they will bring something they have grown or made or, perhaps stock from their store as an offering, then it is auctioned off to the congregation right after the service.  The auction was continuing as we made our way out the side door to go to the Pastor’s house for lunch.  I almost got caught up in another photo-op, but we had to go eat and get on our way back to Kasulu as the Bishop had a meeting scheduled at the Cathedral.
 
The drive back to Kasulu was not restful.  The very first part is paved, but the unpaved part is the worst I have ever seen it.  It used to be that that you would just do a lot of bouncing up and down on a wash-board surface but now it is badly rutted and you are always swaying all over the place as the driver has to navigate the hazards.  Reading was literally impossible.
 
As for the chicken?  Well, we were supposed to meet someone as we left Kigoma so that they could hand-off the chicken to us, but that person never showed.  We guess that there is official time, Tanzanian time and chicken time!
 

2015 – TGIF – Busy Weekend Ahead

After an early morning eucharist at Marusi, we spent most of the today at the Bible College again.  Bill was doing more anti-virus work and teaching Reginald and Festus more about tcp/ip and firewalls.  Festus and Reginald took apart an HP printer that was, falsely, it turns out, reporting a paper jam, in order to repair it.  It seems that the issue is a bad sensor and there is no repair that can be made.  

 

I spent the morning reviewing yesterday’s Swahili lesson and talking to various students.

When we returned home for lunch there were two craftsman (fundi) working on the broken front door in an attempt replace the broken lock with a new one.  There was a lot of filing and there will be welding and other retro-fitting tomorrow, as the new lock is a very different size (smaller) and shape than the old lock.

We called Sister Christine at Shunga, and she will be very happy to have us come on Tuesday to do a site-survey for getting wi-fi set up for the Shunga Clinic.

After lunch we headed back to KBC and our Swahili lessons.  The students were once again laying bricks, this time for the back wall of the staff offices. A student procured a white cloth that we will hang in the classroom where we will be showing “Despicable Me” tonight.  More mango juice and Nido (the essentials!) was purchased on the way home and then Bill saw the Bishop to find out what time we are leaving tomorrow for the confirmations that will be happening Saturday and Sunday down in the Kigoma area.  Good thing he checked as it’s early!  We are leaving at 8:30 a.m., which is fine except that we asked for Swahili homework to do over the weekend and Bill has a laptop to look at for someone.  I’m not sure when we will get these tasks done.



In the meantime, the hot water which almost always runs, even when the cold water is turned off at the German house, has run out, so we will be bathing out of barrel water tonight, with a little help from the electric kettle.  Nothing new.  Every house here always has a least one big barrel of water for times like these.  Welcome to Kasulu!

Today’s prayer request is for safe travels tomorrow (Satuday) and Sunday, and for the confirmands at the three churches we will be visiting.