Written by CorpsAfrica/ Malawi Volunteer Ms. Chisomo Kamlopa

I was comfortably sitting on my bed when I suddenly felt a sharp painful bite on my elbow. My comfort had been disturbed. As I quickly turned to see what decided to torture me with such pain, automatically my hand grabbed the book I was reading and used it to kill the glittering green-winged insect that had its antennas ready to have a second bite. I passionately killed it with so much anger.

If my skin didn’t feel so much pain, if my comfort zone was never disturbed, I would have never known that I had the ability to scratch such a small insect with so much anger-driven passion. Seeing the insect lying dead on the floor, I thought to myself "pain can either cause you to do the worst or the best." I am sure somebody might be asking "but what best could have been done here?" Well, maybe just pushing it outside.? I am not really sure if that would be the best reaction but one thing I know is that if there was a worst reaction in this scenario, then a best reaction was possible as well. The opposite of worst is best.

If there is worst in a certain situation, possibilities of best existing are too high. And that brings me back to my thinking that pain can either cause you to do the worst or the best.

This thought led me into thinking how the pain of seeing rural communities face various challenges led me into the best decision of offering myself to serve my country through facilitating change in these rural communities.

Pain causes discomfort and when that happens, people usually look for means of eliminating that pain. In most cases the best way to do so, is through dealing with the cause of that pain. If you get to talk to people that have made a difference in this world, they will tell their story that they were hurt with how things were and they felt the need to collaborate and find solution. So the maths is simple; Pain + Discomfort = Eliminating the cause of pain, creating comfort.

What is it that is happening in the world today that causes so much pain in you? What action have you taken to deal with what causes that pain? Has the power of the pain helped you to give out your best?

The world needs people that realise that it is not just about complaining about how bad things are or how pathetic you feel when you watch news of how children are dying of hunger. The world today needs people that realise the power of pain. People that realise that pain must be a driving force into giving out the best of their ability to bring change and solutions.
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Pain that comes with seeing how our communities are struggling should bring you into the realisation of the ability you have to contribute to the elimination of those challenges. Allow that pain to bring out the best out of you.
Pain can either cause you to do the worst or the best. What goals has pain ignited in you? 

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Chimwemwe Mzima 

Two months down the line I look back and realise the new me. If you knew me three months ago you don't know me now. That's what being a CorpsAfrica Volunteer is all about. Personal development while meeting the needs of the community are at the core. Being proactive and learning to work independently. Enough of that.

Networking: I never knew I would have a family away from home. One will be like really?  How is that possible?  I only got to understand this when I became a CorpsAfrica Volunteer. Not only that, I got connected to different partner organizations; I got to understand how they operate much better. When I say this is one way to develop my career, it is not a lie but plain truth.

What about community impact? One moves forward while leaving footprints behind. "Life is worth living for others." One leaves a mark not only on the community as a whole but also on individuals. This reminds me of the young girls I am mentoring from a nearby community day secondary school. I live in a youthful community full of vibrant boys and girls. This would make one think and believe a lot is going on in this community education-wise.
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However, that is not the case; youth in my community have little value in education. School dropout is so rampant despite several interventions from different organizations working tooth-and-nail to keep youth in school. Now, when I see most of the girls I need to understand what actually happened. Coming to their community as a CorpsAfrica Volunteer, I am amazed and humbled. This helps me understand why one needs to begin with the end in mind, as this enables one to achieve great things in life. These girls need to be mentored in such a way that they see themselves as capable of achieving their dreams no matter how big they seem to be. They need to begin their journey to success with the end in mind. When you become a Corps Africa Volunteer, you live to inspire and impact your community.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Ms. Chifundo Soko
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I don't really know what to write to you, I must admit because I have a lot! But I want to tell you something funny from last month. Which one should I tell you? Hmm (thinking).  Aha! I have got one. I will tell you about my new bike.

My site is quite fascinating, I must say. Institutions are dispersed and in different directions. You have to go that direction to find the market and have to take the other to find the hospital. To make travelling easy, a lot of the people have bikes. I think almost every household owns a bike. So analysing the situation, I was like, "I got to get myself one. Otherwise I will spend my day just walking." So I requested for one from my office. In 3 weeks’ time it was delivered to me. And yeey!!! I was excited.

So here was the problem: the last time I rode a bike was in 2006. Actually, it was also the time I was learning to ride one. I wasn't that much of an expert at it then.  So here is my mode of transportation to make my movements easy but alas! I don't really know how to ride it. So I took the bike at dusk for testing.  Why? It's because I wanted to have a feel of it and if I fall, there wouldn't be a witness because of the dark.  Haha! Did I fall? No, I didn't.  Actually I am very good at it, I would even give you a ride! Just kidding, I cannot carry a passenger just yet.

Riding it helps me clear my mind at times. The fresh breeze hitting my face in the evenings makes me feel like I am an eagle soaring. It energizes me to face tomorrow with a different eye. So you know that feeling when you have something new? I won't say it.  Ah, you are making me say it. It’s like you just want to tell everyone, "watch me.” Haha.

So while that excitement of owning a bike hasn't worn off, I had a chat with this woman. She was like, "aren't these bikes for people with HIV and AIDS?" In my mind I am like, "say what?" My Counterpart responded to her, "No, it's not like that. Everyone can buy these Buffalo bikes. It was just that there is another NGO that had decided to buy these kind of bikes for people who are HIV positive.”  So I jumped in and asked, "So you mean everyone thinks I am HIV positive because I am riding this bike?" She answered, "Yes."

So how do I feel knowing that almost everyone thinks I am HIV positive? It was an opportunity to reflect on this social stigma. Being HIV positive does not mean that one is less deserving of respect. It’s sad to know that people still think that way. They should not be identified with certain things or have everyone pointing fingers at them. They also have the same rights to live without fear of judgment. To be accepted, which globally we all desire. 

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Mr. Blessings Ngwira
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One day after having a long day with community meetings and some other activities with the youth, I was very much exhausted. I stopped by the secondary that is on my way home and I was chatting with one of my friends in the community. He was actually the first person I met when I arrived at my site a little over a month and some weeks ago. How time flies when you are doing something that worthy for a community at large. We stopped by the side of the road and started talking about life in general, politics of the villages, politics in the country, and so on. 

As we were talking I noticed a group of kids running and jumping in the sand. From afar, it looked a sport I recognized. I was intrigued and went to where these kids were to see what exactly they were doing. The sport that I thought I recognized was Triple Jump but to my surprise it was not. It looked the same. This is when I remembered that when I was kid just about their age I also used to play this game; it is called Champion. It is sort of like Triple Jump, but the rules are different. The kids had three sticks on the ground and they used this as their way of measuring.
 
​It was kind of difficult at first to get the kids attention for me to get to know how they knew this game. But obviously they were in a competition to find the Champion as the name of the game clearly states. And I could tell that at this moment they were happy and enjoying their time. These kids showed me that it is not important where you are for you to be happy. It is what you do with those close and around you. 

Warm greetings from the southern part of Mzimba District, in a small beautiful community dominated by the Ngoni people. I believe most of you have thought about money just when you saw the topic, and I just can’t blame you because we all know that there are monetary activities involved when we talk about the word fund. Just as it is half past farming season, a lot of people are busy with farming activities as it is written in the Bible that “you shall reap what you sow.” However, I have discovered an interesting thing this season that I want to share with you.

Let me start by telling you how fund is defined in my community. It's actually activities or piece works that a particular group of people organize to raise money for a particular purpose. Now does it make sense? I hope it does. There are different fund groups such as football teams, churches, school funds, etc. These types of groups look for farming piece works to help them raise funds for a certain activity or project. For example, the football team I play on has been doing fund activities and raised money to buy football club resources (a ball and jerseys). Not only has my team done that, but also my church choir had a fund last December where they planted maize in one of the village member’s field; and now the choir has just bought uniforms. The school fund group that consists of parents has also managed to raised money through the fund activities and maintained a classroom roof.

Some members are even in more than one fund group, but they still manage to attend all the group’s piece works; to me that shows the spirit of commitment. During this farming season when many people are sowing their seeds, it's actually a reaping season for these fund groups to raise money to purchase necessary tools or equipment.  

I have realised that this is not just about raising funds; it is more about teamwork for community development. Basically, I am enjoying my voluntary experience in this community, and I'm looking forward to sharing with you more interesting things about my site.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Ms. Lessenia Chikho

Some people define a journey as an act of moving from one place to another, while others define it as the distance covered. The definition of a journey does not matter most in this write up, but the destination does matter. Reaching the 'destination,’ which is the ultimate purpose of starting a journey, is what matters most and not the pulse one is taking. That is to say, when one is on a journey, all she or he thinks of is reaching the destination. Yes, the destination matters most when one is starting a journey.

There are three things that happen when one is on a journey: moving backwards, standing still, and moving forward. Moving backwards and standing still fail the ultimate purpose of a journey while moving forward helps one to achieve the one and only intention of being on a journey.

Different people use different means of transportation when they are on a journey. Some use cars, others bicycle, and others walk. All of these people have different planned destinations, but they are all on a journey. They may be taking the same direction, but their planned destinations are different. When they face some challenges on their way with their means of transportation, they drop that means and take another means just to arrive at their destination. Yes, the destination matters most to everyone who is on a journey.
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Life is like a journey. But how is life like a journey? In life a lot of things happen but everyone has a purpose or a goal that she or he wants to achieve. For example, people grow crops because they want to harvest. The ways and means of growing their crops are different but the ultimate purpose of growing crops is to harvest. Here in Malawi, most people use hoes to grow their crops, like the woman in the picture below. 

​Others use ploughs but the reason for growing crops is to harvest. Education is another good example of comparing life and a journey and how important the destination is. Students go to school all because they want to achieve something at the end. They all have careers but different ones. They may be going to the same school or in the same class, being taught by the same teacher and taking the same subjects, but their goals and ambitions are different. They may be taking the same direction but their destinations are different. For example, the kids below are all in the same class and take the same direction when they knock off from school, but their career goals are different as well as their destinations.

​In life a lot of challenges come and they will always show up when people are on their way to their goals, but do not give up; hold on and move forward. The way you will handle those challenges will define who you are and help you to either reach your destination or not. Hold on and move on at your own pace. As long as you are moving towards your planned destination then thumbs up, you are on a right track. Do not compare yourself with others; it is not about what others are doing, it’s about you arriving at your planned destination. 

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Mr. Jailos Ghambi

A lot of people think its just impossible to live in under-developed rural areas since modern city life can provide a person with almost everything that one could imagine. This was part of my perception after I had tasted sweetness of the city life. And now to be told that my service as CorpsAfrica volunteer will require me to live in a remote, high poverty community. It’s been exactly a month since l arrived in my site, welcomed by heavy rainfall. I felt nervous, shaken, and terrified. Why?

I am in a strange community which is going to be my home for the next six months. Here they speak a language which is not my mother tongue and have a different cultural background from mine. However, I also feel excited, anxious, and curious for I remembered that I am a change maker, facilitator and a catalyst for sustainable development. In addition, I recalled that I am a Spartan! A warrior who never gives up but fights until the end of the battle.

I was born and raised in the village, and on other hand, I have also spent time in the city because that’s where I did my whole education! What a mixed life style.  I have arrived at my lost home.  Why lost? I left village life sometime back and I have tasted the sweetness and luxurious city life full of interesting things, a place where everyone dreams to stay. But now back to my village!
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Villages preserve our national customs and traditions. A village is a perfect place to live if you are in search of harmony with nature. People have everything for their minimum requirements of life. Villagers are satisfied with the necessities of their living. They are always provided with fresh fruits, vegetables, water and clean air free from pollution. It is simplicity, natural beauty and tranquillity that makes rural life unique and special. This has reminded me that and I am pleased to say ‘the lost home has been found’ where this Spartan warrior is going to manifest, catalyse and facilitate sustainable development for his people.  

The best definition of a tortoise, does it exist?
Covered in the glory of beauty
Which only the wise can see
Selfless, patient and meek
If only it was a plant
It could have had beautified our land
 
When she gets lonely she wonders along
When she gets hungry she fetches alone
When she gets tired she rests in the hat
The hat that is full of peace
The peace that only the visionary eyes can see
 
No one can define her motion
Neither can explain her action
You don’t know where she is coming from
And neither where she faces to go
Nor what happened on her way
 
If you never had wise mind
The eyes not could see
And the heart could not learn
That company doesn’t mean security always
And there is no difference between love and peace
 
Try to ask the tortoise one day
She meets a lot through her way
Being stoned, bullied by kids, no food
But have you ever met a crying tortoise
So loud, aggressive and angry
To the point of biting?
 
Learn to build all your roads alone
Learn to accept defeats with a head up
Learn to be silent even if it needs a loud cry
Learn to endure
Because in oneself, you are strong
 
The road may seem too bumpy and rough
But forget that they exist
And what so ever blocked the way
Forget that it happened
Just like a tortoise
Never change your pace
 
Slowly going towards the dream
Never lose focus for silly jokes
The more you meet
The greater you see yourself grow
Experience is the best teacher
 
The life of a tortoise
Thus the best of it
So will I, try too to be the best of mine
Silent in voice, but so loud
With a greater voice
Like a rolling lion in action. ​

Written by CorpsAfrica Malawi Volunteer Dalitso Mndala

Growing up, I have come to realize a lot of things that have greatly changed my life.  Among other things, I have realized that no one is useless in this world, and it always crushes my heart to see other people suffer when someone can do something.  I came to embrace the importance of taking action to help those in need, and that’s the reason why I applied to be a CorpsAfrica Volunteer.
 
Fast-forward the story: here I am, a month into my service, and I am ready and glad to be here.  When I arrived at my site in mid-December 2018, I was afraid of how people would receive me in their community.  I couldn’t keep my fear longer because sooner I realize that the people were friendlier than I expected. 
 
Moreover, what got much of my attention was the way they treated me with respect. I have to admit, I have been respected much more than I have ever been in my life. This helped me to easily to ingrate with the people in the community. Most importantly, my host family gave me all the support I needed to adjust well in the community.  They helped me to know more about the community and introduced me to people I was interested to know.
 
One of the things I have observed and learnt from my community is how hardworking the people are in their farms. Each and every morning they wake up early and go to their farms to do some work, and they are dedicated to see the job get done.  Sometimes others will go for “ganyu” (piece work) for income, and they are willing to work even for less returns.
 
One interesting tool that I have used, which has proven to be effective in catching people’s attention, is the camera. It doesn’t matter how old a person is, but taking a picture with him/her leaves a smile on their face. The kids are my favorite, they call me uncle and are always excited whenever they see me. 
 
I am also glad that I have volunteered to teach at the nearest primary school.  I am able to appreciate the work of primary school teachers and am always happy teaching the kids in class. I hope they became influential people in their society. I am really glad that I am doing something to make other people’s lives better. 

Written by CorpsAfrica/ Malawi Volunteer Chimwemwe Nzima

Everybody can be great, because everybody can serve. You don’t have to have a college degree to serve. You don’t have to make your subject and your verb to agree to serve, you only need a heart full of grace, a soul generated by love (Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr.). The journey to servant leadership is more easily said than done. The experience as a CorpsAfrica Volunteer gives one a picture of what it really means to be servant leader, whereby you make sacrifices to put the interests of your community first. You become part of the community by integrating with them and understanding them better.

The first month of my experience has been adventurous, and I’ve had the opportunity to meet and interact with new people found in the warm heart of Zomba. Their warm heartedness has enabled me to serve the community with ease. Together we work and share ideas on how we can make our community a better place. Most community members are hardworking. They have farms, rear animals (goats, chicken, pigs) and do small-scale businesses. And now that we are in the farming season, everyone goes to their garden very early in the morning. Now visits in the morning will be rendered unproductive since the owner of the homesteads are busy in their farms.

The people are very willing to learn and share their ideas. I specifically understood this when we managed to make a hand-washing facility for my host parents. I facilitated the whole activity, but it was the boys within the compound who did all the activities, making it easy and sustainable. They have acquired the knowledge, can apply it wherever they go, and even teach their friends in the community to observe their hygiene habits. I have learned how the community works together as a team.

My first community meeting was interesting. I was able to learn different community cultural aspects. For example, men sit separate from women in gatherings. I was surprised that my fellow women sat at the far end of the compound where we were to gather for the meeting. I followed suit as “I sat in my mango tree.” The presence of village chiefs brought the people a bit closer as they were ready to hear what had led to their call.

So far being a CorpsAfrica Volunteer is an adventure. I am learning new things every day, and I am eager to see how much I will learn by the end of my service come June.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Ms. Chifundo Soko
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It’s been exactly 3 weeks since l arrived in my site. I am counting my days. Don't get me wrong. I am counting because I am proud of myself since I have made friends in my community. Yes, I am proud of myself!

So back to my arrival day, it was raining heavily. Luckily enough I had pleaded with my friend to drop me off in my site. It was a little adventure into an unknown place, I would say, which was going to be my home for the next six months.  Ask me how that felt. Terrifying! Why? I didn't know what to expect and that at times is scary. So you see I had - a smoothie made  up with many different feelings. Anxiety, excitement, curiosity. You too would have had the same feelings in that moment!

I arrived at my new home. When my friend left, I honestly felt alone. The only people I was familiar with were gone! No, I didn't cry. Spartan warriors never shade tears! This is where - you do self-motivation and all the motivational speakers you have listened to come to play. Humanity. Did I mention? The host father happens to be the Group Village Head himself. I mean that's a relief because that meant not arranging any particular day to introduce myself to the chief. It was a jackpot! They showed me my room and told me to be comfortable. By saying be comfortable as a Malawian girl you just know it means doing house chores. It’s not bad though, it gives me a sense of belonging when I do chores. I don't know about other girls, so don't ask me! So I enjoy doing the chores because it also meant easily interacting with my community especially when I went to the borehole.  Another jackpot! This one was gold.

There is the organisation Child Legacy International in my site, and that's where I went to charge my gadgets; it is very much engaged in agriculture. This is where I saw the big pond. There are several ponds where some include only one kind of fish species because of its nature of feeding on other fish like the catfish. The big pond includes different species that live in harmony with one another, sharing the water and the food given to them.
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This big pond made me feel like I was also a fish in my pond (my community in this case). I was going to interact with a different culture other than the one I am familiar with. I have one option. Integrate. (I remembered Agatha our wonderful "culture" expert. Thank you Agatha!). So I have to live  with them and share the same resources because we are in the same pond. The projects that we will do will help and change our lives because we are living in the same big pond.

Written By CorpsAfrica/ Malawi Volunteer Mr. Blessings Ngwira
 
Moseliwa? (Lomwe for How are you?) Its been 3 weeks since we finished our pre-service training in Lilongwe and Mpalale, Dedza. What an intense and interesting training it was. I met some 25 great trainees from different regions of Malawi and including the 2 Moroccan Exchange Volunteers. We met up with the other Volunteer, Touré from Senegal, in Dedza. 
 
The pre-service training was to prepare us for what we could and would meet in our various communities, and on how to integrate with our host families as well as in the community. This was a great experience, especially in Mpalale where we spent 2 weeks with the community and counterparts.

Swearing in ceremony, here we go. This is the day that the "Spartans" (Group 3 Volunteers) was officially born, 12th December 2018. It was such an amazing ceremony finally seeing the smiles on all my fellow Volunteers knowing that the training is done and we are about to go to our sites and do a lot of good in our communities. For me, the reality hit in when I realized that I will be going to serve in an area I have never been before and questions started raining down: How will I be welcomed by the host family? What kind of house will I be living in? Will the community accept someone who is not from this part of the country? What if everyone in my community speaks Lomwe, will I be able to communicate? Yes. Lots of questions. Luckily I had my mom to put me at ease and told me everything will be fine. Simple words but it worked.

And here we go... I left for my site, Phalombe, the day after the swear in ceremony.

When I got to my site I was finally at ease and anxious. At ease because my host mother is the Headmistress at the nearby Community Day Secondary School (CDSS) and her house is quite good, better than what I was thinking it would be. I was anxious because my host mother was not around. And I was back to asking myself questions, who will welcome me? What time will she be back? Will she even be back today? Too many questions came pouring down again. Luckily she was back in 20 minutes.
 
The following day I met a guy, who is now one of the guys that I talk to a lot. And I also met the guy that I am going around in the community with. My counterpart. Interesting he came in the morning to fetch me, so that I should introduce myself to the Group Village Head. If the guy wasn’t around I have no idea how I would have introduced myself to the chief and the community.

​Thankfully my integration in the community was not complicated at all. Luckily most of the people here speak Chichewa and not Lomwe, but I have managed to convince my counterpart to teach me some basic Lomwe. And we have started having community meetings the work has started, so HERE WE GO!! 

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Mr. Billy Makombola

Tampokelerani mose (Welcome you all) to my warm heart in the northern region of Malawi, Mzimba District, especially my beautiful community located in the southern part. I once read Ms. Khwima Nyirenda’s (Group2 Volunteer) blog talking about the beauty of the district and how welcoming the people are and I thought she was just exaggerating until I arrived here (in her village!) and witnessed with my own eyes, and you know seeing is believing right? So in this one month I have stayed in my community, I've noticed some few interesting things about people here which I want to share with you.

1. Friendly and Caring!
The people here are so easy to get along with. I never imagined how my life would be like being in a new environment with new people that speak a language I totally don't understand, have you ever been in that kind of situation? But my imagination has been proved wrong because people here are so welcoming and caring, and are even making me think thrice about going back home after finishing my service.

2. Culture
I have also noticed that Mzimba district is mostly dominated by Ngoni people. One of the things that got my attention is how these people respect their culture. I will give you an example: Ngoni culture allows a man to have more than one wife and stay with them on the same compound. My host father has three wives and so has my counterpart. To my surprise, these women care and love one another as if they are blood sisters because they know it's their culture and are not supposed to feel jealousat all. I wonder if 'hate' lives in this community.
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3. Respect 
Talking of respecting culture and language barrier, there is only one significant language I am able to understand, that is Respect. People are so respectful here. Unlike in many urban areas, children are so respectful to their parents and all elderly people. Talking of greetings, I like how they do it here and let me teach you the common one; when you find two or more people together, you don't have to spend the whole day greeting them all one by one, NO! All you have to do is greet one person and ask him/her how the rest are doing. Simple and nice, huh?

4. Farming
If there's anyone who knows any other district that values farming most apart from Mzimba, contact me and we should debate. These people really got the Bible verse that says “No sweat, No sweet.” No wonder my counterpart says he can't sleep on an empty stomach because he's a hardworking farmer who goes to farm at 5am and come back at 5pm. Yes! You got me right there, from 5 to 5. 

5. Meat
Talking about Ngoni people without mentioning ‘Meat’ is like an Indian main meal without spices, tasteless. I have only been here for a Month and have had meat at least 5 times given by my counterpart. I wonder how much Kilograms of Meat I'm going to finish by the end of my service. My host father had 30 cows but he's now remaining with 29 because the other one was kidnapped by "Christmas" and his brother "New Years" a few days ago (laughs).
 
Anyway, these are some of the few things I've learned so far in my first month of service and I'm looking forward to learn and observe more exciting things about the people and community so that I would share with you again. I wouldn't ask for another site than this one, Mzimba south, home away from home.

Written by CorpsAfrica/ Malawi Volunteer Ms. Alinafe Chikombole

Mentally preparing myself for the inevitable drastic step of feeling right at home in a new community helped me significantly. Preparing to get out of my comfort zone and embracing that indeed this is going to be my home for the next six months helped me settle right in on my very first day. Having thought of all the worst case scenarios helped me embrace that even out of my comfort zone I can feel right at home even when it's not home per say. No lights? Not a problem, the people that live in this community survive, so will I.

Having a cheerful, loving and supportive host family made the adjustment that much easier too. They make sure I'm well fed and I have everything I need at the click of my fingers. There are good guides likewise, making sure I get well-acquainted with the people and the whole community altogether. Warning me off things and people to stay clear of - they are my angels in disguise, I believe. 

The variety of fish available makes me think of changing my diet altogether to avoid the red meat and go all white. The re-adjustment from my usual diet has even been great because of the readily available fish. Pork and goat meat are likewise available just about everywhere. Rich in so many different fruits, I've been able to get just as adventurous and try out new things.

​The beautiful scenery of the lake makes it worth the while. The constant sounds of waves crushing on waves is rather interesting. The calm of it also gives you a chance to sit on the shore and take a moment to reflect on a life.

​This beautiful scenery is my home away from home for my entire duration of my service and am looking forward to discovering new things about this beautiful home of mine.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Mr. Peter Mndalasini

It has been over two weeks since I have stayed in my new community. I arrived in Kasungu District, which is located in the central region of Malawi on 15 December, 2018. Though I have faced quite a number of challenges for the past two weeks, but I will not put down my tools and leave my site. Almost everyone is busy in their farms hence it is difficult to meet and integrate with them. Village life is completely different from how I live back home in the city. There is no running water, poor roads and slow internet connection. 

Walking around the village has made me realize that there is a lot to be done in the community and just like above going back to city life looks regretful. I have also realized that life is about making sacrifices for the sake of making an impact on other people’s lives. The road to success is not easy and life is not a bed full of roses. I am willing to experiment and try different ideas together with my community in order to contribute to the achievement of sustainable development goals. 
 
I will help my community to uncover connections, tensions, and the principles underlying their issues; generate different ideas on how my community might move forward. Nelson Mandela once said, “It always seems impossible until it is done.” I will work with all my strength until what seems impossible in my community will be possible in the next six months to come.
 
I will try my best in order to make sure that everyone will participate and contribute their innovative ideas and solutions, which might bring change and long impacts in their lives and to the society. I am here in this village as a catalyst of sustainable development and my purpose is not to help but to build a different kind of environment together with my community. Together with my community we are going to bring change by involving every person in decision including the youths and women. I am a Facilitator and I am here to support the work of my community and also to share some of my unique gifts and capacities.  
 
Forward I go with the six months service, No more turning until I will finish my service and bring a difference in my new community.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Promise Trust Chiwalo

"It is good to have a destination; but it is the journey that matters in the end." - Ursula K. Le Guin

I embarked on a four week journey (pre-service training) with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. Quite juxtapositional but this is the best description of how I felt. I was excited because it was a journey towards something that I am passionate about, namely sustainable community development. I was also anxious because it entailed that I would live a different life after this journey; far from everyone and everything I have ever known. 

Upon arriving at my journey's destination (my site) I discovered something of great importance, there was more to this journey than the destination; the journey itself was worthwhile. Reflecting on the past four weeks led me to the realization of three things about the journey. Firstly, the journey had enhanced my passion for sustainable community development. More than that it had helped me to understand my ultimate role in community development as a catalyst and my approach to development was redefined. Secondly, the journey gave me an opportunity to meet and learn from new people (my trainers and fellow trainees). The four weeks were weeks of sharing valuable experiences, building friendships and connections. Lastly, through the Human-Centered Design and Assest-Based Community Development training, the journey equipped me with the essential knowledge and tools that will not only help me serve better as a CorpsAfrica Volunteer but will also enhance my career path. 

I am glad that I have arrived at my journey's destination but I am very convinced that the journey would still be worth taking even if it was void of its destination. This journey was both significant and memorable.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Ms. Rhoda Sheena Gangire
 
The Yao in Zomba district have some intreating attributes which makes their culture unique. Some of these attributes are attached to their culture beliefs while some have been adopted depending on different situations encountered.

Among the Yao tribe, land is mostly owned by the women than men, this is because they believe that it is women who suffer the most when their husband dies but when they have their own piece of land for farming they can provide for the families even when they are widowed. And women are not encouraged to marry men from far places as this would make them abandon their land for farming. Men on the other hand, work hard in school and businesses to provide for themselves and they have the freedom to marry from any village of their choice and the land which belongs to the woman is used for farming by the whole family. 

Farming for Business 
When it comes to farming there is diversification of crops grown and some of the crops grown are maize, rice, groundnuts, millet, sorghum and cassava. 80% of these crops grown are sold at the nearby trading center which is along the main road.  And some even travel to big cities like Lilongwe to sell rice. Groundnuts and cassava are mostly sold at the trading center and sometimes selling is done in their homes when approached by vendors.

Children's Piece works
It is a common tradition among the Yao that during farming, children are given an opportunity to make money. Children mostly gather themselves to do piece works in fields in order to make money. The money is used to buy clothes, school materials and during the festive season to buy food and enjoy themselves. The piece works are only done when schools are closed and during the festive seasons.  Both girls and boys from ages of 12 below take part in doing piece works. Most families and individuals in the community love hiring these children as they make farm work done in a short amount of time due to their hard working and collaborative spirit. If only parents could properly manage thier finances after selling they can have enough money to provide for thier children’s needs and children will no longer have to do piece works.
 
Mango Trees
Every household has at least 5 mango trees around their homes. When mangoes ripen they are used sold at the nearby trading center during market days. A day before the market day the mangoes are plucked, washed and packed properly in bags or basins and they leave at 2 am on an oxcart the following day which is the market day.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Ms. Caroline Luka

For the past eleven months I have been part of the community that I was deployed in. I may not have necessarily been one of them, but I felt a sense of belonging. I knew that I had made a home away from home. The relationships I have built will last long and I know that no matter what, I will always have a place to lay my head on in this community. 
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My time is up, and it is time for me to pack my bags and go. Bidding farewell to people is never easy and my community did not make it any easier for me. The music, dances and speeches nearly made me tear up. I could not admit to myself how much the people meant to me until I had to cover my face when the chief made her final remarks. Good-bye is not good at all.

Looking back at the activities and projects I have worked on put a smile on my face. From working with youth to renovate the nursery school for the children made me feel at ease. I have managed to make an impact on my community and it brought nothing but joy in my heart. The vibrant youth I worked with are now venturing into a business. I am so proud that they are using their assets to and solutions to their challenges. The nursery school kids now have a classroom that is safe and sanitary. Their days of learning outside or in a church are finally over.

“We are sad to see you leave. Do you think its possible for you to stay a little longer?” asked one of the little girls who I assisted teaching at the nursery school.

My heart broke. 

In as much as good-byes are painful, the memories are what makes you find the good in the good-bye. The lives you have touched, the change you have made in the community and most importantly how the experience has made you grow. Personally, serving as a CorpsAfrica Volunteer has molded me into a woman that I am proud of when I look in the mirror. The impact I have made in the community will live on. I will never forget the things I have learned about the community and about Malawi. 

As much as I would have loved to stay, I couldn’t. It is time for others to come and bring in new developments while I go and find my new adventure. 

“So, for now I say goodbye to this chapter of my life and I look forward to what comes next” -- Brooke Davis

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Mr. Silvester Kunkeyani

How time flies!! So it’s been a year already since I came to serve as a CorpsAfrica Volunteer at Mkwachi village in the northern part of Malawi? When I first came into my community I did not know what to expect. In fact, I was a little scared. The one year of service with CorpsAfrica has been the most rewarding journey of my life with many lessons learnt.

In order to build a more resilient community whose young generation is more responsible and makes rational choices about their lives, we focused on training about 500 youth in Grassroot Soccer intervention programs through camps that address HIV/AIDS education by empowering the youth with vital and correct information about the deadly virus and help to reduce further spread of the virus in their communities. While living in my community, I observed that the local women worked so hard in setting up small-scale businesses but unfortunately these businesses were not making enough progress. To tackle this challenge, I facilitated a workshop with my community's village loans and savings group to teach them how to manage, run and execute business plans and how to track business performance using key business performance indicators. Through these sessions my community boasts of increased business knowledge and monetary returns. 

I also worked with my community to write a proposal to CorpsAfrica with an aim of rehabilitating an old borehole at the village's Health Centre in order to reduce water woes at the local Health Centre and the villages surrounding the Health Centre. The proposal was successfully accepted and approved. The project once implemented will see over 16,000 community members benefitting. 

We worked with the local primary school in identifying some challenges the local school was facing. Together with the school management committee and the Parents and Teacher Association, I facilitated the writing of a project grant to WorldConnect US with an aim of rehabilitating and expanding the headteacher house for the local primary school that was too small and in dilapidated state. The grant also sought assistance to have 80 desks made for the school that will see about 160 students having a comfortable place to sit. The grant was successfully approved and when funding comes through, the school will wear a new face with the rehabilitation and expansion of the head teacher’s house and the provision of the 80 desks. This project is named Mkwachi primary school growth and development project and is being funded by WorldConnect US. 

The one year of service with CorpsAfrica/Malawi has been a journey of great rewards and total transformation. I am going back home as a person who made a change at Mkwachi village in Nkhatabay and the people of Mkwachi will never forget me just as I will never forget them.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Mr.  James Matipwiri

​When I look back and check my clock, I get overwhelmed and I realize that the hands have made countless cycles in registering a year of my voluntary service. As a Somali proverb says, "Every camel was once a two-year-old" the words reminds me of my experiences I have had during my service as a volunteer in Dedza. As time goes, we play, we learn and grow. But it is much more than that with me because my time as a volunteer has helped me developed into a different individual. In short, they made me grow in so many different ways.

Having served as a volunteer in Dedza East, I have learnt a lot of things that I never thought I would learn. I have collaborated with NGOs that I never knew existed. In short, the service has exposed me to the world inside my community.

Since October last year (2017), it has been a very exciting journey of learning and discovery. Before joining CorpsAfrica, I had no idea of what my potentials were like. Some people could describe me as possessing some introvertive characteristics but that was quite a perfect description. I had to come out of my comfort zone and unleash the fears. And I have realized that I can lead, I can facilitate change, I can help others transform their living conditions for better. I have emerged a transformed person with lots of new ideas, knowledge and experiences to take on the world.

Living alone in a new environment is stressful if not careful enough, so I made lots of friends in my community, some worth keeping while some always made me question what I am actually doing with them, but anyway, friends are friends. In a nutshell, I have grown and developed professionally, socially and culturally.
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I will never forget the experiences I have had throughout my entire service, the amazing people I have collaborated with, and above all, the impact my projects shall have in my community.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Mr. Chancy Simba
 
I have to smile a little as I write this, because I recall my friend Kondwani just after Pre-Service Training saying to me, “Chancy, just make yourself useful around there.” Well, when I first arrived at my site Mzimba I struggle to find ways to make myself useful around my community. Language was a problem. Now, 11 months done the lane I sit down and look back like, “How did I make myself useful?” I believe the most important thing of volunteering is being useful. There are a lot of stories worth sharing to how we Volunteers have been useful to our communities. 
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In my community I tried as possible as I could to make myself useful. Working with my site mate, a Peace Corps Volunteer Kevin, I found myself being more useful than I thought I would be. There are a lot of activities and project that we worked on but a few I can share. 

They say a picture is worth a thousand words but Carol, my fellow CorpsAfrica Volunteer, believes this one (above) is worth a thousand and one. She shares how her project has changed many lives especially children in her community. I believe Carol has been of great use to her community when they worked hard on a nursery school which was never in a good condition. She believes her community now can be able to work and sustain a project they long waited for. 

“Making this project a success has been one of my biggest achievements. Not only have I given the children in my community a conducive environment to get education, but I have also eradicated the ‘we are helpless’ mindset the community had. It took efforts from the community members to make this a success. The vibrant participation in the project has given them a sense of ownership and responsibility. I know that their contribution will make this project sustainable,” says Carol.
 
I believe a lot of my fellow Volunteers have lots of stories to share of how useful they have been in their communities. We all have learned a thing or two. I am proud to say volunteering for a year with CorpsAfrica/Malawi is extremely worth it. 

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer Ms. Khwima Nyirenda

My journey with CorpsAfrica started in a village called Mpalale, in the central region of Malawi. My home, however, for the past 11 months has been in Mzimba South, and it is only fair that I share the five things I love in this southern part of Mzimba district, especially my community Thoza.

1) Warm People The people in Mzimba are welcoming and very generous. I have never lacked a helping hand when I needed it. They made sure I was a part of everyday life and traditions.

2) Irish Potatoes Irish Potatoes farming is one of the most practiced kind of farming in Mzimba South. It is a great cash crop for the area, and almost a staple food, second from Nsima. I love that I almost never bought Irish Potatoes because my loving community always made sure I had them in abundance. I mean, they understood that I am but just a volunteer.

3) Meat What is a Ngoni culture without meat? Meat is cheap to find and to buy in my community. Sometimes hyenas can do the village a favour by “injuring” a goat in the middle of the night, and well, what can the poor goat owner do but share the meat with his neighbours.

4) Wild Life I just mentioned a hyena. Yes. There is a vast forest reserve in my community and it has various wild animals that I saw for free, including hyenas. I know most of us get terrified when we hear about hyenas but contrary to popular belief, hyenas are very terrified of people (or anything taller than them). I was told not be terrified, and to give hyenas a chance, so whenever hyenas tried to kill my neighbours’ goats at night, I stepped out and shooed them away. JOKE.

​5) Blue-Sky Not the actual blue sky. Blue-sky is a precious stone mined in my community, it is not BLUE, but it is Blue-sky, and I love it. I had not heard of it until I started living in Mzimba. It’s a beautiful stone that is bought by the Chinese and Zambians. The real 5th thing I love about this southern part of Mzimba is, there is always something you have never heard of, just like Blue Sky.
 
As I conclude my service, I just want to take this chance to appreciate the family I found in my community. I have had my ups and downs, but I will always remember the love my community spared for me.

Written by CorpsAfrica/Malwi Volunteer Mr. Dingaan Kafundu

My CorpsAfrica service is actually coming to an end. It’s crazy how fast a year goes by. I am in my last week in my community and can’t help but think about some of the things I have seen that have impressed me the most during my service. There’s the community involvement, my professional and personal growth, and the fact that I feel I have become a better leader. But what I feel has impressed me the most has been the kids and how they don’t let the rural–urban divide ruin their childhood fun.

From the outside looking in, you would think that due to a lack of general technology and equipment and infrastructure etc. that the children in rural communities may not have as much fun as their better off urban counterparts. This is not the case. It’s amazing how creative and innovative the kids can be. I believe they are much more creative than those in the city due to what they make out of what they have. I would wake up early in the morning to the sounds of kids laughing and playing while driving in their cardboard cars. They would use the sand outside my house and pretend to be the azungu they see hiking the mountains around them. I would walk to the market and find a bunch of kids running away from a herd of sheep with huge smiles on their faces, pretending their running from a pack of lions. It’s all in the little things.

If I could pick out one moment that really stuck out for me, it would be this young 11-year-old boy I met while taking a walk through the community. I found this little boy collecting marbles and well, I figured, he simply wanted to play a game of marbles. This was before I saw him leave the marbles and go on to pick up a bunch sticks. The kid pretty much had my full attention at this moment. He then went on and found an old scrappy cardboard board and put it on top of an old tin. I still had not figured out what exactly he was planning on doing. He then put the marbles on the board, picked up the small sticks and lay them on the board, picked up a bigger stick and then it hit me, little man had built himself a makeshift pool table. It did not stand up straight nor did the marbles behave but did he care? Not in the least. He was having the time of his life.