Tanzania: Final Days

You can’t exist in this world without leaving a piece of yourself behind. There are concrete paths, like airplane tickets, credit card receipts, appointment calendars, and promises you’ve made to others. There are microscopic clues, like fingerprints, that stay invisible unless you know how to look for them. But in the absence of any of this- is love. The way you can make someone feel is not what is bound by your three-dimensional earthly existence; it’s so much more than that.

There is a quote: “People will forget what you said and what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” This, I believe to be true. My time here in Tanzania has taught me just this as well.  Working with those kids everyday has shown to be a unique experience each and every day.

Saying goodbye is always so extremely hard, but all good things must eventually come to an end. Seeing the children’s smiles fade and each hug getting tighter as the sun went down, made me realize that the time we were able to have with these kids is irrevocable and I would not trade it for the world.

Being able to come to Tanzania is an incredible blessing, and I cannot thank the people that have been by my side and helped me get here enough. Everything I was able to do here is because of the people that donated, helped with my fundraisers, motivated me the whole way and of course, CGA. Thank you. I am going to miss this country and its culture so much, and I am grateful to have been able to experience what I have these last two weeks. 

Tanzania: Day 5,6,7

If it had been easy for Ghandi to spread peace in India, nobody would have cared. The same goes for Rosa Parks, Martin Luther King, and their respective paramours. Change does not come with just a simple idea. Change must be kindled, cared for, worked on and brought to fruition by hard work and dedication. This has been such a resounding lesson with CGA. Working months and months in preparation for this trip has been well worth every minute and it’s only been one week. Working in the orphanage, school and sports program have been intense and draining, but I wouldn’t want it any other way.

From teaching science at LOAMO to teaching handstands and front rolls at the sports camp, every day is a new experience. These children are so amazing; they constantly take in every new morsel of information that you are able to provide them. Ansley, Ava, Jake and I teach the gymnastics station and the kids love it. All the children are taken from a few different orphanages and from different situations, so each child has their own stories to share with whoever is willing to listen. Two children, Collins and Robby, have both stolen my heart. They both have mothers that are prostitutes and their fathers have left their families. They both lived with a family member but would spend their day’s being “street children”, and would have to fend for themselves. They were found and sponsored to go to a Medium English Boarding School and when they aren’t in school, they stay together with people from the community. They each have such huge hearts and I love them so much. Being able to teach these children new things and give them new unique experiences is so incredibly fulfilling. Tomorrow is our last day at the sports camp, and I can’t even believe this trip is almost over. This country has so much to offer and I absolutely love it here. 

Tanzania: My mission statement

My mission behind everything I do is to use my fire and passion to spark change in every life I touch. This is something I have thought about and encountered for years- more specifically 3 years ago when I first went to Nicaragua with Children’s Global Alliance. When I shared my stories and experiences with the people back home, I saw how incredible it was that they were touched by the stories I saw and lived, even if they weren’t able to be there. My passion and love to help other people went beyond me- I was able to see how it inspired the people around me as well. When I went to Cambodia, I saw the same thing. I told my aunt about my trip and experiences and months later she told me how she shared my stories with her students at the school she works at and they had a class discussion on how important it is to help other people. The idea that MY experiences and stories can influence and affect other people astonishes me.

Since learning this, I have tried to use this in my everyday life, and when I am not relating my experiences, I have learned I can do this with my energy as well. Sharing my positive outlook, and my values and decisions can influence others in the same way. I have learned that something so simple as radiating positive energy can change the course of someone’s day.

In the future, I will continue to share my experiences to benefit others. When I return from Tanzania, I will share the love I have been shown by these kids to everyone I come in contact with. I plan to continue to share my own experience along with other’s to spark passion and a fire in everyone.

Currently, I am relaying the love and the compassion shown to me by the kids at LOAMO on to the children we are working with in the sports program. I am excited to see where the love will carry out and transfer on from here. 

Tanzania: Day 3 and Day 4

DAY 3

I am in awe as to how I was able to feel so much after being at LOAMO School for so little time. We only spent a day and a half at the school and still those children I encountered have left an imprint on my life and my heart. Although the time we spent at the LOAMO School was limited, it pushed us for our best. We strived to take everything completely in; learn the children’s names and stories, teach as much as we possibly could in 2 days, and make and build relationships that have such strength and character that they will always be remembered.

One of my students in class five, Junior, told me “You only are here for a short time but you make our hearts happy!” Each child I met during my stay was so unique in their own ways, but each had their own set of big, eager eyes and incredibly huge hearts, which made it impossible not to fall head over heels in love with them.

Saying goodbye to the students at the end of the day was tough, and explaining to each child that when they return from break we will not be there got harder and harder each time. I am so grateful we were able to leave our mark with the LOAMO School, and touch the  lives of each child.

DAY 4

At the beginning of our trip, Lisa Marie told us what we will need to focus on during our time here is being selfless. If there is one thing that this trip has shown me so far, it is just that. Being able to put yourself in situations to solely benefit others is something that is a lesson for everyone, everywhere. Being compassionate and understanding are traits learned by the actions of others and I believe that showing these actions every day is the best way to build your own character and help other people. This is something that Tanzanians use and practice in their daily lives from what I have already seen during my time here.

Today we went and visited the Save Africa Orphanage about 30 minutes away from our guesthouse. On the van ride there I watched the trees go by and focused on the word ‘selfless’ and what it means.

Today at the orphanage was a day of cleaning, which was much needed. Every moment we spent there was devoted to making the orphanage a better living environment for the 20-30 children that were there. Scrubbing desks, walls, cleaning bathrooms, and scrubbing floors were tasks that we were able to complete in a few hours and already our small group was able to help the orphanage more than other volunteers were able to in weeks and weeks of working there. Our hard work incredibly paid off when we were able to see the finished product before we left, and we were able to turn the entire place upside down and vastly improve the lives and I am so grateful to be a part of it. 

Tanzania: Day 1 and Day 2

 Day 1

After 10 months of preparation and enough jetlag to last a lifetime, we have finally arrived in the country of Tanzania. Every moment since I have arrived has been breathtaking and I have realized I am so undeniably and irrevocably in love with this country, and all it has to offer.

Cultural immersion, as they say, is the best way to experience and learn about a new place. Spending our first day on tours around Arusha, I have already learned how incredibly unique the culture is. In Tanzania they pay no mind to time, but not for the reasons you would believe. Unlike what we are used to, Tanzanians do not let time consume their schedules and lives. They do not limit themselves by the hour and they pay no mind to the socially-constructed American ideas that we have ingrained in our brains that if you show up to something it is solely out of selfish reasons because it gives the impression that you believe your time is more important and more valuable than anyone else’s. Here in Tanzania, if you are asked to help someone with something, you drop everything to get that person where they need to be, even if it means being an hour late to an event or a meeting.

Our day started with tours of various museums led by “Rasta John”, and we were able to see the inside of Arusha by going to different markets as well. We went to a more tourist-oriented market, the Maasai market, and then made our way to the African Market- which brought waves of reminisce from my trip last year to Cambodia, which was strangely similar to the Russian market in Cambodia. The market was full and lively and not a second went by that I wasn’t focused on taking every moment in. As a surprise, we took a dala-dala (private bus type vehicle) to the Cultural Heritage Art Museum, which was such an amazing place. Pieces from local artists from around Africa would be featured in this museum, and what was really interesting is that a portion of the money from the bought artworks would be given to an orphanage outside of Arusha.

Unlike nothing on Earth, Tanzania has already shocked, stunned and taken my breath away and it’s only day one.

Day 2

I have never in my 16 years of existence been so nervous as I was this morning pulling into the LOAMO school that we will spend the next two days teaching in. Before our group arrived, a first group to Tanzania worked in this school for 2 weeks, so nerves and doubts were filling my mind and I was unsure whether the children would treat us the same as the first group of volunteers, and if they would accept us as easily.

I started off the day working and teaching in Class 5 (5^th Grade) and once I got in the classroom, every smile, laugh and hug I received relieved my nerves steadily.

Taking on a class of 20 students without a teacher was incredibly overwhelming, but I was able to jump right in and teach the students. There are only 2 days left of school for the students at LOAMO before they leave for break, and the kids drive to learn was low, so trying to incorporate learning into fun games was the go-to option. Being able to step in as their teacher and still given the respect I was given is something that I was not expecting and soothed my self-doubt.

Later in the day, I spent some time talking to the students in Class 6 and what the girls told me put a lot of things into perspective. After talking to them about how much they missed the volunteers that left before we arrived, I had asked them if they liked having us come to help them. The girls laughed and explained that having us there taught them differently in so many ways and they were so so grateful to have us. I asked them if they have had other volunteers come help in the school and one girl turned to me and said “You are special. You come in and bring your whole heart to us and to Africa, and we have not had that before.” In which I could not find the words to reply. This 5-minute long conversation reminded me how much love can go a long, long way with these children.

After we left the school for the day, a couple of us went and visited one of my students in class 5, Gifty, in his home a few seconds away. Gifty is 14 years old and he lives in a small house with 6 other people. His great aunt is the the co-founder, Loserian’s mother, who honestly has one of the biggest hearts on a person I have ever seen. Born into the Maasai tribe, she has learned a lot about herbal remedies and medication so she shares her healing gifts into the community by healing the ill. She told us a story how two years ago, a Maasai family came by seeking medical help for their sick child and she took him in and told the parents she would have him well again in a few days, when they could pick him up again. Sure enough, in two days he was healed, except his parents were nowhere to be found. Without a complaint she took him in to her open arms and to this day keeps him safe. Gifty’s mother and great-aunt both have immense hearts and love, and being able to see where Gifty gets his compassion is incredible.

These two first days have been completely breathtaking and in this short time I have fallen in love with everything Tanzania has to offer. 

Compassion Heals All

The history of humanity since the beginning of time has been permeated with distraught and mass amounts of sadness; two most known periods are the Jewish Holocaust and the African Slave Trade. 

The Holocaust was a massive genocide in World War 2 that was responsible for the persecution and murder of about 6 million Jews led by the Nazi regime. 

The Nazis, who came to power in Germany in January 1933, believed that Germans were racially superior and that the Jews were inferior and were a threat to the German community. During the Holocaust, German Nazi’s would not only harm Jews, but they also would target groups they considered inferior such as gypsies, the disabled, communists, socialists, homosexuals, etc. German Nazi's would kidnap entire Jewish communities and send them off to concentration camps where they would work them until they murdered them off in mass amounts.  By the end of the Holocaust there were more than 20,000 camps to imprison and kill their victims.

The African Slave Trade, during the 16th through the 19th centuries, was a period of great wealth, and also great sadness. The New World started quickly with a new market of cash crops such as tobacco, sugar, and cotton. The need for plantation labor increased and Europeans started the Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade which was the gathering, transport, and sale of African-Americans from Africa to other lands for labor. Over a period of approximately 400 years, about 10-15 million African American people were kidnapped and sold into slavery. These people were packed and smuggled onto tight, crowded ships, and brought to the New World (the Americas) as a source of free profitable labor. Lives for those living in these conditions were awful; they would return from working in the fields, and find their families completely missing, sold off to another city. Sometimes, entire villages were captured by the slave traders and loaded onto ships to be sold to other places around the world. Living back then as a slave was difficult. Living conditions were bad, confinement was a given, slaves were denied any education and they were even bred like animals. 

Learning about both the African Slave Trade and the Holocaust changed my outlook. They are both very similar in the idea they are both morally wrong and extremely painful, but they are also very different. I wondered what the similarities could be between The Holocaust and The African Slave trade, since both dealt with different situations and circumstances. Of course both were awfully unjust, but as I thought about each situation deeper I realized what they had in common is that in order to completely abandon all morality, you have to see the opposing force (in these cases: African-Americans, and Jews) as inhuman. The German Nazi's saw Jewish people as a threat and as animals that needed to die for the well being of humanity. The Europeans, when they enslaved millions of African American people, saw them as a lower status than cattle and pigs, which they traded for. The trade was supported by this racist ideology that saw white people as being the most perfectly developed and blacks as being at the bottom of the ladder.

The fact that someone could treat someone else as if they were an animal is such an alien idea to me, and really took me a while to figure out. By directly comparing someone to animals, or even less than animals, it makes it morally okay to kill and enslave millions of them. 
After thinking, I came to a conclusion that in America we do this as well, just on a different level. We push problems from around the world away from us, and since it isn't happening directly here, it isn't even happening in our minds. Instead of directly comparing humans to animals, we indirectly compare problems that are far away not as important since it isn't happening to us everyday. I believe our reason to do so is based on the fact that compassion hurts. When someone feels connected to everything that is happening in the world, you also feel somewhat responsible. When you are compassionate, you can not turn away. 
In order to fix this, we need to learn to carry the issues, instead of being crushed by them. We must grow strong enough to love the world, with all of it's issues but still remain empty enough to help in the best ways.

In the past few years, Children's Global Alliance has taught me just that. We can't turn our heads away from global issues just because it is the easier thing to do. And, like in both the Holocaust and the African Slave Trade, you cannot loose your morality. You must have compassion in everything you do in your life and know how to carry problems, without them burdening you. And like Anne Frank once said, “How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.” 

Tanzania: Learning about the Maasai

A huge part of Tanzanian culture lies in the hands of the Maasai that reside in both Tanzania and Kenya.  A huge aspect in the Maasai lifestyle is the focus around cattle raising and they move from place to place with their animals. It seems that most of their life is focused on animals; they rely on them for food, such as milk, meat and blood and they also believe that one high god, Enkai, created the world, and when he created the Maasai he gave them cattle and the gift to raise them. When you talk about the Maasai - with two a's - it refers to the people, and with one, it refers to Masai land where the Maasai people live. 

The Maasai people are a very patriarchal, male-dominated society; men typically speak for women and make decisions in the family. Male elders decide community matters. In the Maasai tribe, the men are known to be fierce warriors, and can be recognized by their red cloth they wear called a Shuka. Women are treated very poorly and are responsible for cooking, cleaning, collecting sticks to make fire and building the home.


I have recently watched the movie "The White Massai", which is about an European woman named Carola, who falls in love with a Maasai man, Lemalian. The movie shows the controversial aspects of the clash of cultures and different views on the world. Each culture believes that their belief is the correct one, and since they are unable to understand each other's perspectives it brings out conflict. She learns about how women are treated in the Maasai culture; they are considered less important than cows and goats, how men are not able to even eat food a woman has touched, or even looked at. Girls are also treated differently, where they learn to fear and respect their fathers and are not allowed near them when they eat as well. 
Seeing this movie showed me a lot about the Maasai culture. They are a people and a culture steeped in their traditions and very devoted to their culture. They seem very committed to maintaining their culture and lifestyle without modernization of any kind. While researching and watching this movie, I have begun to understand what life is like for a Maasai woman. Maasai women are usually exploited to make handicrafts that are then sold to tourists.
Coming from an American standpoint, after researching and seeing the difference of how women are treated in Masai land compared to where I live, their life is so alien and unheard of, that we comprehend it as being treated poorly and unfair. If I was to ask a Maasai woman anything, it would be if she feels that she is treated fairly, or unfairly, or if it is just a century-old custom and the differences don't cross her mind. 

Maasai culture for women and men both are extremely different from culture living in the Vail Valley. For example, life for the Maasai is mostly a series of tests for manhood and womanhood that involve the endurance of pain. For boys and men, there is a series of tests from childhood to warriorhood to elder hood. When a boy is four, they are burned by hot coals on their legs and arms and submit to tattooing on their stomachs and arms as well, all without any flinching or look of pain. Circumcision is the next stage, (called excision for girls) and is considered the most important part of a Maasai's life. Circumcision itself will involve immense pain but tests a youth's courage. Girls endure a much longer and more painful circumcision, which they consider preparing for childbearing.