Quick Help…Thank you :)

Do you remember the story about the little man, Obdu?

Well…we are happy to let you know that we did recieve some money for him and his family. That way we were able to buy some baby milk (or rather the powder for preparing baby milk) for Obdu’s little brother Mukuwa.

 

In behalf of Obdu, Mukuwa, their family and the whole Planting A Future team we would like to thank you! Love without boarders!

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Quick Help…Thank you :)

Water Blues

Dry Season…it truely is a challenge for all of Africa. Now, Chinkonono Village, is no exception from the rule. We do struggle a lot this year. The rivers are almost dried out.

Just wanna wash your hands? Well...try :/
Just wanna wash your hands? Well…try :/

So our only chance to get water for our community, cooking, washing, watering our plants and seedlings is digging wells and going to boreholes far away. Our women sometimes walk hours with huge containers of water balancing on their heads.

Luckily we do have borehole at Singwamba School. It is “only” about 6km away…that is not far, you think? Well…consider that most people do not have access to a car or ox cart and have to walk this distance…multiple times per day.

 

Well…and also we do have a construction site and as you might know, building needs water too. So just check out how we get water there πŸ˜‰

 

But sometimes…sometimes fate strikes us and we can not use the borehole at Singwamba School. That means we have to go to Sinsimuka for water. And that is about 25km away from Chinkonono…

 

See all that? Well..you probably now understand why one of our top priorities at the moment is to raise funds to drill our own borehole for the community center! Keep your fingers crossed that we will achieve that goal soon. If you want to support us by donating some money for the borehole, please contact us! Thank you so so much!

Spread the word of Planting A Future! πŸ™‚

Water Blues

Stories of Fate II – Memory

When I recieved this story from Lloyd it got me thinking. Aren’t we all humans? Why do people get looked at or chased away or treated differently because of disabilities? Please take 5 minutes to read it. It is very touching and sad…

Little Memory...only 3 years old
Little Memory…only 3 years old

This is a very sad story about a little girl named Memory. Her family lives 2 houses away from PAF Community Center and thus is my neighbour.

As it is very often with girls from vulnerable families, Memory’s mother was married off at 15 years. A year later Memory was born and all seemed well.

But as months went by Memory’s agemates began to sit and crawl about but Memory couldn’t do either. All she did was lie on her mat and watched her peers play.

At the age of three it became obvious that there was a serious problem with her. She was taken to various hospitals and traditional doctors but her condition did not change.

She isn't even able to play with her selfmade ball...
She isn’t even able to play with her selfmade ball…

 

This made relatives edgy and all sorts of accusations flew around until Memory and her mom were chased from home.
Memory and her mom are now in Chinkonono and are being looked after by the girl’s father.

...her home in Chinkonono
…her home in Chinkonono

 

Memory and her mother
Memory and her mother

The family still hides the girl from the community because people are still afraid when others are different or sick. I told them to bring her outside so she can live like us all. Memory needs special attention from physiotherapists. She can not walk, neither does she sit and crawl properly. She’s only 3 years old and chances of getting better are high.

 

 

 

All that being said we can only ask you to keep this little lady in your thoughts. It is a tough fate. Her family has no financial means to properly help her and afford the medical treatment she needs. If you guys want to support Memory and her mom please don’t hesitate to contact us! It is not too late…together we can still change Memory’s life and bring the smile back on her cute little face.

You know we do offer a school sponsorship programm. Even though Memory is still too young for school she does need special attention and a sponsor so we can arrange medical treatment for her. Also in just a little while she will be old enough for pre-school. But as things are now, she will not be able to attend. Please think about it and lets change a child’s life!

Love without Boarders!

Stories of Fate II – Memory

Mode of Transport ;)

Ever wondered how to get from A to Z in Zambia? Obviously there are different ways…but if you do not wanna get your feet dirty, you either have a car or find a different vehicle. πŸ˜‰

 

Unfortunately not all of our PAF community can afford a car or the cars are broken. So we most of the time use our Zambian trucks. Check it out! πŸ˜€

Mode of Transport ;)

Teaching Future Generations

Kids in Africa know their continent? Well…they do. But as it is with you…they also have to start learning about it at some point. So let’s have a look into Lloyd’s classroom where he gave a lesson about African geography and history.

He has been using some “Africa” puzzles that Julie and Bruni sent them and also crayons and colours to have the kids write and draw. What a fun lesson. πŸ™‚

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P.S. In case you have been wondering what happened to the living fence for Singwamba School’s orchard…it is taking shape:

School's orchard taking shape :)
School’s orchard taking shape πŸ™‚
Teaching Future Generations

Stories of Fate I – Obdu

As you guys know we do have a Sponsorship programme for kids of vulnerable families and backgrounds who cannot afford to send their kids to school.

Lloyd just sent me the story of this brave young man. Take a few minutes and read it…very touching:

Little Obdu...good boy :)
Little Obdu…good boy πŸ™‚

Obdu is the new boy in my class. He’s 13 years old, very withdrawn and with tight strung nerves. He is always near me, be it in class, at the playground or orchard and this made me wonder. After a week of being tightly marked I asked him who he was and where he stayed. His response shocked me to the bone.

The boy knew me and his father….his late father was one of the prominent guys in the village. He is passed away after a long illness. Family property was grabbed by relatives, leaving the family with nothing.

After years of struggling his mother went to Livingstone to find some work. She was a single mother with no education or any qualifications to enable her get a decent job. She had nowhere to start from but she had to live and find food for her kids.
She did what she did and for some time things went well for the family. But as it is always, reality caught up and her health plummeted.

Obdu's family
Obdu’s family

This is when Obdu had to be a man and take care of his siblings. After weeks of surviving from wellwishers the donors vanished into thin air leaving the family to fend for themselves.

Young mother...
Young mother…

Things went from bad to worse as Obdu stopped school and borrowed a wheelbarrow. He used the wheelbarrow to ferry sand from the river and then sell it to neighbours. Each barrow load gave him K5 or 50cents. He used that money to buy food for his siblings and mother.

The boy is in school now, we got the family back to the village. His mother has a two months baby. The baby was weaned from breast feeding and is now fed on cows milk.

Once in a while we buy the baby lactogen infant formula but it is not enough. So as it is always with such situations I am asking my friends to pray for this young family. We can’t ignore such people since they carry the humanity which we, too, carry.

 

There are a lot of different fates in our community. If you are interested in helping out kids like Obdu, please contact us here! πŸ™‚ What seems like only a few bucks to us will help a child in Chinkonono and surrounding areas to pay school fees for a year. Education is the key! Thank you so much! πŸ™‚

Stories of Fate I – Obdu

Having a Roof over our Heads ;)

Time moves in a different speed in Africa πŸ˜‰ So also our construction of the first building of our PAF Community Center takes longer than we expected. But lacking money most of the time we have to take things step by step.

Doors, windows and furniture are still missing. But we did put the roofing of our veranda on now. Looks like an easy thing to do? Well…it might if you have access to proper tools and machines. But we don’t…so we do it the Zambian way πŸ˜‰

Check it out! Lloyd explains how the guys are doing it.

 

And also we do have some insight views…literally…on how the plastering works out in Zambia!

And honestly…it doesn’t look that bad, right?

 

Having a Roof over our Heads ;)