27 April 2008 - Sunday
I woke up this morning to a chilly morning -- made coffee and read in bed for a while. Everyone has started harvesting their maize so I figured that church would most likely start late...so I dawdled before heading over to my neighbors. They dawdled too, we sat and ate pumpkin while the kids bathed and then headed off to church. And we were still early -- the service is supposed to start at 9:30...didn't get going until probably 11. Pretty typical. That said -- we didn't finish until close to 1pm. Getting home I had a form2 student on my back stoop...picking me up for lunch at her house - whoops. As we walked to her house [a good hour and half away] I remembered that I had promised an extra math lesson at school -- and I definetely wouldn't be back in time for that, so I snatched the first man on a bicycle I saw and asked if he was headed to Kalumbu, if he knew Jam Mwale? Yes! Could he please tell him that I wouldn't be back into time for our study session? [Mumadziwa JamMwale? Mungathe kuwuza kuti sindidzatha kupanga masamu pa madzulo! Ndatorkoza!]. Lunch [well, linner] was great with nsima, eggs and greens -- and hanging out with my student's little sister who's seven and the most enchanting little girl I've met in a long time. As I prepared to leave I heard an awful lot of rustling in the kitchen. That should have been my warning sign :) I was given no less than 7 pumpkins and a huge bag of white beans! As I started home, with the beans in my knapsack and the pumpkins on my head I was rescued by a friend on his way home ON HIS BICYCLE! He let me hop on and was able to get me home before it was completely dark...and with out a migraine. Pumpkins are a lot harder to carry than buckets of water. Lesson learned.
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I cannot fathom how one might carry seven pumpkins on her head--ONE I could see, if it were favorably shaped and sized--and then throw a bicycle into the mix!!--you are becoming quite skilled over there, Jeannine.
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