Author Archives: Zags in Zambezi

“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 →

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 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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

I prefer not to think too much about an experience beforehand. Nevertheless, many romanticized thoughts snuck into my head as well as resided there as our class met to prepare for our moments in Zambia, every Monday in the spring … Continue reading →

“It is possible to speak with our heart directly. Most ancient cultures know this. We can actually converse with our heart as if it were a good friend. In modern life we have become so busy with our daily affairs … Continue reading →

Zambezi is more beautiful than I could have ever expected. I have already experienced so many things for the first time. I have never identified as a white person before. I have always seen myself as black or as mixed, … Continue reading →

“Mwane” is a Luvale term with infinite meaning. It’s said at the end of almost every phrase (“Chimene mwane” means “Good morning”, “Kanawa mwane” means “I’m fine”), and is sometimes used to say “yes” or “thank you.” However, I’ve noticed … Continue reading →