Saturday, July 30, 2011

Kasupe Play Day




When the wind isn't blowing too hard and we have some free time, we like to go out onto Camp Ciyanjano's football pitch and kick around our giant soccer ball. It only takes about two minutes for about 20 kids to appear out of nowhere and get in on the fun. It's incredible to see how many kids live out here. One of the teachers from the big government school behind Ciyanjano told me there were almost 2000 kids at their school (and I know that there are lots of other small community schools and that lots of kids out here don't go to school at all. Please pray for the children of Kasupe. These kids are beautiful and wonderful little people that live a pretty tough life out here in rural Africa. Pray that they would get education, pray for health and safety, pray against the abundant witchcraft that plagues the village, pray that they would grow into a strong generation of young men and women who love Jesus.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Team House Updates












It started with a paint job and ended with a lovely new flat stone floor. Sometimes you never know what you are getting into here. While we were painting we decided to pull out some of the trim along the floor since it looked a little eaten by termites. Once the (almost entirely eaten) trim was out we noticed that the floor had some major problems, Not the least of these was holes from crumbling pan brick that had become a termite hotel. So out came the floor, in came stones, sand, cement and finally big flat rocks to finish it. Man it came out great! It just needs about 20 layers of Cobra floor polish to look spectacular! And we don't have to worry about th whole thing caving in anymore. Which, is good.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Classrooms Finished







Here at Ciyanjano we are always trying to figure out better ways to serve the our local church and other groups that seek to glorify God by serving others. One of the things that we are passionate about is children. We want to see the multitude of vulnerable children reached here in Lusaka but due to a lack of personel we're seeking to partner with groups that are already doing this and work with them. In looking at what Ciyanjano can offer to these groups we realized that we had a serious lack of teaching space - especially for our first campground. So... A little money, a lot of work and a few weeks later, we turned one of our unused buildings into a usable teaching space. By the first week of September we'll have had 3 different kids camps pass through or camp and we're looking forward to see how we can better serve this community.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Progress?



This is/was Kasupe Road, the road out to Ciyanjano. These two pictures were taken in approximately the same place 6 months apart. The word on the street is that a Chinese ice cream factory is moving into the area and they paid for the work to be done. So far the road covers about half of the 7km out to the camp. Here's the problem - it seems they have stopped about halfway and have either run out of money, OR they are waiting for the elections to be closer so they can use the road to the advantage of the current local government. The other problem is that the road is really not that thick -it's not laid very well and when the rains come and the water table rises the springs along Kasupe Rd are going to come up underneath and break out the asphalt. Which means that instead of mud in two years we'll have mud AND large chunks of broken concrete. Hmmm. Progress?

A Little Something for the Ladies

Hello, this is Tricia with a little something for all my sisters out there.

If you are the type of person who 1) is easily offended by slightly inappropriate things or 2) is easily annoyed by the slightly cliche, then please don't bother reading this blog... thank you.

1. Hormones
Okay, is it just me or are hormones a big pain in the neck? I know that they are pretty amazing but at the same time they are horrifying. Culture-stress (as people who live overseas like to refer to the daily difficulties of living in a different culture than your home culture) is hard enough without throwing in PMS every month. Sometimes I find myself sincerely asking the Lord, Why?? Why, Lord? Do I really need to act like a psycho for a couple days every month? Arguing with Kelly, crying in the shower for awhile, and then eating all the "Cheese Naks" and chocolate in the house?? (Cheese Naks are like Cheetos and just as satisfying.) And in my mind the whole time I am thinking, I know exactly what is going on here and this is crazy... and yet I feel powerless to stop it. Sure, I've gotten a little more mature about it over the years, but I'll tell you, since we moved to Zambia, PMS has really sucked.

2. Body Image
I have to say that moving to Zambia has done wonders for my body image issues. I really don't struggle with body issues and vanity the way I did back home in the States. The standards for beauty here are so different that I just feel totally excluded from the whole conversation. It's hard to explain. Let's see. Very big bottoms for instance. Africans generally like big bottoms. I'm serious, this is not just some Sir Mixalot song it's a way of life, people. A lot of Zambian ladies have very big round bottoms. So much so that Kelly and I have found ourselves doing double-takes at times, especially when these ladies are wearing very tight jeans which is quite a bold statement around these parts (so to speak). Anyway, my bottom, it's nothing to cause anyone to take another look. But that's just my point, I'm just not part of the whole system, it's like I'm exempt. And it feels pretty good.

3. Long Hair
The one exception to the above point is probably my hair. I find myself thinking about my hair a lot. The reason is because I've grown it out long and hair here in Zambia is a big deal. Ladies spend a lot of time and money on their own hair or on fake hair. Again, it's like I'm not even part of the whole system. I just have my own hair and it just grows right out of my head. I don't even have to try. But I will say that having long hair, I'm surprised to say, makes me feel more... ladylike? I've most often had my hair short which always has made me feel cute. But somehow having long hair makes me feel more feminine these days, which is nice because my boobs have all but disappeared. And as I said before, I don't really have any junk in the trunk ;) so at least I've got my hair to make me feel girly whilst I tote around my dirty kids and wipe boogers and lollipops off faces.

4. Speaking of Hair
I've been taking the girls to a shady hair salon every two weeks as we get their dread locks started. Well, at first it was kind of fun practicing my Nyanja and hanging out at the salon for HOURS. But it loses its charm. I don't know what it is like for families in the States who have adopted children, but here, you get stared at a LOT. And not only that, but people will just talk about you while you are right there. And they don't worry about offending you because they just speak so quickly that they know you can't understand them. It's excruciating. I'm not going back there anymore. I've been watching the hair stylist very closely and I'm pretty sure I can do it myself now... at least until my Nyanja gets a LOT better.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Part of the Family

Today we have the wonderful news to report that our adoptions have been finalized on the Zambia side! It truly was a miracle and we want to thank everyone who prayed and prayed and prayed. The first time we sat before the magistrate it seemed very negative and we couldn't really figure out why he wouldn't approve the adoption. This morning, it was no problem. He was friendly and went through the whole process, finalized the adoption, and seemed happy for us. THANK YOU GOD!!!! We are so thrilled and relieved to (legally) add two more Huckabys to this team.

So, we humbly and thankfully introduce Ethel Audrey Huckaby age 5 and Mutale Joy Huckaby age 3. Ethel will turn 6 on September 30 and Mutale will turn 4 on November 30. That now makes Lucas our middle child! Adoption is such a crazy and awesome trip!