I stood quietly, watching as bare hands shaped the earth into walls. No cement. No blocks. No machines. Just soil, gravel, sand, and patience. In that moment, I realised I was witnessing a traditional method...
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After a 5-week Pre-Service Training, I started my service as a CorpsAfrica volunteer in Zomba District, Southern part of Malawi. I felt both nervous and excited. I was excited to meet new people, learn about...
Two mice suddenly ran across my bed and climbed onto me. I screamed, jumped up, and ran outside shouting. That was the night I realized that volunteering would test me in ways I never expected....
I came to Ewamakhumbi as a CorpsAfrica/Kenya volunteer, not knowing just how much the village will change me. Coming from Kajiado County, a semi-arid place where the land is dry and dusty. I am shocked...
If someone had told me I would one day move into a rural village and serve as an Alangizi (CorpsAfrica Volunteer), I would have laughed. I never imagined leaving the comfort and buzz of the...
When I first heard I would be living in the ghetto, my heart raced with anxiety. I had never been in such an environment before, and I didn’t know what to expect. The word ghetto...
Service is a rhythm of struggle and joy, of fatigue and renewal. In Kongo Acheke, the past weeks have reminded me that relief and gratitude are not opposites they are companions. Each challenge has carried...
As I reflect on my initial weeks in my community as a CorpsAfrica Volunteer, I am filled with gratitude for the warm welcome and opportunities to engage with the community. When I was coming here,...
On one of my community integration door-to-door visits I met a kind woman skilled in weaving. I found her seated quietly, strips of reed gathered beside her, her hands moving with a familiarity shaped by...
My service began in November 2025 in a village called Jele, Limpopo. As anyone would be, coming into a new environment and living with complete strangers, I was nervous. Although I was not far from...
