Well, April has come and is almost already gone! Along with it Joe’s 30th birthday, the King’s 39th birthday, and our trip to Cape Town. So far it has been a busy and eventful month. On the 3rd we left Swaziland to travel to Johannesburg to catch our flight to Cape Town. The simple idea of an international airport and flying on a plane was enough to make me excited. Something that had become commonplace in our old lives is now a big deal. The excitement of an airport; all of those people going so many different places to see family, for a relaxing holiday, or for some work. Even the air has a spark of anticipation. Once in Cape Town we had an amazing time. It was the perfect destination for us volunteers who were craving relaxation but also a taste of Western culture (and taste we did!). We got to eat at McDonald’s 4 times, (Yes this is a good thing) and it was soo good! I’m not sure if their McDonalds is just that good or if it was just because it had been so long since we had eaten there. We also got to eat at some other great restaurants including a really great steakhouse and visit some fun clubs and bars. On the 7th, along with 2 other volunteers, we ran the Two Oceans ½ Marathon. It was a large race with about 10,000 participants and was a pretty challenging course. It included several hills, one of which was a 2km long incline. Needless to say our McDonalds diet and exploration of the party scene prepared us well for race day. But we finished in 2 hours 23 minutes. I was happy with that considering our preparation or lack thereof. But all in all we had fun running and Joe is talking about doing it again next year. He’s a little crazy I’ve decided. I might just enjoy my egg mcmuffin from the side of the finish line and cheer him on. We got back to Swaziland on the 11th and now we are back to work. We finally got it arranged to help the Primary School students write a last pen pal reply to their new friends in America. We have been working with our nephew Cole's class and with Joe's mom Donna's class at the Anne Carlson School to exchange letters between the students. We were worried that their last letters would get no response as the teacher here had left, along with other challenges. So we are excited that we got the chance to get the children together for one last letter.
This past week we have been busy also working with the Health Club from Lasi High School. The school term has just ended and they will be on break until mid-May now. They are using their free time to visit sick and elderly people in the community. They help by cleaning their houses, doing their washing, bringing soap, etc...
At one of the homesteads we visited we were told that the elderly grandmother (Gogo) was 110 years old. As we hear a lot of things that always turn out to not be quite true, we thought "yeah right, she's probably old but anyone over 70 here looks 110 years old." We started by visiting the bore hole to collect water for her. We filled several 25 liter containers which were then either carried on heads or in wheelbarrows to her homestead about 1 mile away. There we found her sitting outside her stick and mud house hand grinding maize. She was very hard of hearing so when the students talked to her they had to almost shout in her ear. She has trouble walking but gets around with the use of two walking sticks.
The plan was to patch the holes in her house. So the students got right to work. First they moved all of her belongings to the very center of her 1 room shelter. Then they used a spade and shovel to collect dirt from behind her house. This was brought into her house by wheelbarrow. They then mixed the loose soil with water using their feet to get just the right consistency. Then they took handfuls and simply flung it on the walls in all the spots that needed repair. It requires an almost practiced flick of the wrist to sling it just so in order to make it stick. The larger holes were first filled with freshly cut branches from a nearby tree before mud was then applied. It was pretty amazing to see what one can do with only sticks and mud.
After watching and helping the students for a while, Gogo wanted to meet the umlungu (white people). She thought we were doctors and started telling us that the (real) doctors at the hospital told her she had diabetes but she disagreed. She wanted us to look at her records. The records were brought out and after looking through them, Joe found her birth date.....1897!! Wow, Gogo really is 110!! She looks pretty good for being 110 years old and having lived a very challenging and hard life. As we were leaving there was a commotion. Gogo was up on her walking sticks looking for something. One of the students asked her in siSwati whats wrong gogo (unani gogo?) She said something back which caused the student to laugh and then replied. All of the students and gogo began laughing loudly. Gogo was looking for her snuff, which she had tucked securely in her head wrap earlier in the day.
The Return of the Snakes
After having gotten rid of one Mozambican Spitting Cobra (every bit as nasty as it sounds) we have learned where there is one, there are many! Joe has seen two other snakes which disappeared into the grass right outside our door. Our young bhuti (brother) has also reported seeing snakes more than once in the same location. Hopefully it is just a coincidence and they aren't living near the house. I'm perhaps a little in denial here. Joe assures me that winter is almost here and soon they, the snakes, will be fast asleep in lairs far from here. I hope he's right!
Visiting Royalty
I did get a chance to have an audience with the Queen Mother (mother of the King who rules jointly with her son) while she was in Siteki for the King's Birthday Celebration, but that story will have to wait for another day!