Malidu: funeral(s). In America death is a subdued thing, funerals are attended by close family and friends; they happen away from the home, in venues edesigned just for that purpose. I’d only been to two funerals in America. In Malawi funerals encompass the whole community. It doesn’t matter if you knew the deceased or not; … More Malidu

Camp in Photos

A few weeks ago I held a girl’s SEED (Sustainable Environmental Education in Development) camp for 25 students from Community Day Secondary Schools in Nkhata Bay and wrote a blog post about it. Today I’m in Lilongwe being treated for gastrointestinal problems and had the wifi to post the pictures. So here’s what happened: Mr. … More Camp in Photos

Sitting M’Phala

When I was a girl I used to be afraid of the dark, and on my first night in Masedu those old fears came creeping back. I remember hanging my bed net in my living room, my house shadowy in the rapidly fading daylight. For a while I wandered the empty rooms of the house. … More Sitting M’Phala