Author Archives: Zags in Zambezi
Questioning My Fears
As we enter into our final days in Zambezi, I am experiencing so many emotions. I am filled with mixed feelings of happiness, gratefulness, and sadness. These past two weeks have been amazing; however, my experiences here were nothing like … Continue reading
Leaning into the discomfort
It has been a privilege to feel discomfort in my privilege. I find this happens when I go to the market. Whenever there’s some free time in our busy schedules, a group of Zags usually find their way down to … Continue reading
Starting the Conversations
My time in Zambezi so far has been filled with teaching classes, canoe rides, 3+ hour masses, dancing, singing, and meeting amazing people. I knew my time here would be short, but I didn’t realize how quickly it would go … Continue reading
My Friend, Geoffrey (Jo-free)
Each day in Zambezi has fallen into some sort of routine. We wake up for breakfast, read the last blog post and comments, run around to prepare for our first class, teach, eat lunch, teach, eat dinner, reflect, and … Continue reading
Remembering our time in stories, not minutes
“What time is it? What time is it?” This is the question I constantly asked myself before coming to Zambezi. It is as if time is the commodity that our lives function by. Something I have come to admire … Continue reading
Far Beyond the Yellow Walls
Poorly duct-taped poster paper of past classroom lessons nearly cover the soft yellows walls of the convent where we hold our Business and Leadership class. As each student walks in, ranging from as young as 14 to as old as … Continue reading
I Got it From My Mama
“I am not the same, having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world” – Mary Anne Radmacher Prior to opening my journal, I had no idea what I was going to blog about. Our fifteen … Continue reading
Teaching: A learning experience
It is 9:00 a.m. in Zambezi and I sit outside the convent on a cement surface near the white Land Cruiser that will soon take us to our first official day of teaching English at Chilena Primary School. This cement … Continue reading
“But we are Different”
Emmanuel’s house rests on a large plot above the Zambezi River. The pink walls and deep red steps blend in with the hot Zambian sun that beats down on the back of our necks, even in the dead of winter. … Continue reading
Privileging Struggle
Preparation for this trip was incredibly exciting. I am a nursing major and was assigned to the health team, so my spring semester was filled with anticipation for sharing my newly acquired health knowledge from the anatomy classes I took … Continue reading