Meeting the Village Chief

What an amazing experience!! I am humbled beyond belief and had to stifle the tears as I watched the day unfold. I was talking with my friend Lucas and his brother, Isiah, about my desire to increase the children I support, with the help of friends back home, from 6 to 12. I also tossed in the idea of perhaps helping one primary school with the building of a much needed classroom to accomodate the great number of students served by this school. This conversation evolved into a discussion about the greater need of this area to have a secondary school. I learned of a collection of about 5 villages that each have at least one primary school, but completely lack a secondary school, leaving the children the option of stopping after about grade 7 or so for life or trekking over an hour to go to the nearest secondary school. Build an entire school?? I think with a little help from my friends, the formation of a non-profit and serious fundraising, we can do this ... so ... let's build a school!

First, we had to find land for the school. Land in villages is run by the village leaders - the chief and his council. In this particular case, the chief is the leader of the 5 surrounding villages. I had the word passed to the chief about my desire to help by building a secondary school to serve his villages and requested that he consider the offer. The chief met with the elders and council members of the village and two days later, I had a meeting with the chief and key players in the decision process.

First, I went to the home of the chief and waited with Lucas and Isiah for him to arrive. In the meantime, we sat and talked with his daughter-in-law and each other. When he arrived, we were invited into the house where we sat in the cool dark space sharing very basic greetings on little wooden benches. The greeting system in Tanzania is lengthy. You basically ask how are you in several different ways over and over without actually sharing any real information for some time. Then people sit, smile, nod their heads and say things like 'nice' or 'good' to fill the silence. I sat there, remembering how Greg Mortenson in his book Three Cups of Tea had to endure a 24 feast and many many chais in Pakistan before the topic of building a school could even enter the conversation with village decision makers. I was prepared to sit back and wait and suppress my desire to get down to business and suggest we start talking right away. Finally, after some time and many pleasantries, the conversation began. The son of the chief recounted the meeting from the prior day while the chief nodded and Lucas listened. Lucas would occasionally make sounds that would be equivalent to the sound you would make as you listen to a long, sad, unfortunate story, which you would have to recount to another with a heavy heart... but these are the sounds as they would exist in an English/American conversation. So, being American, I figured - they don't want me to take on this project and they have 15 minutes worth of reasons.

When they finally finished, Lucas turned to me and said ... "So Rai,... " Now, can that ever be good? Well - there was one concern. The only concern was that there are some political types in Tanzania who might, once the school was built, suggest to the local people that they had in fact built the school in order to get votes... I was waiting for the bad part ... but it never came. Lucas went on to tell me "Also, Rai..." again - bad news? They had selected three possible plots on which to build the school and he went on to describe where they were, who they would best serve in terms of their location and how the builders could work according to each site (availability of water, roads for transporting bricks, etc). And - that was that! ... No bad news!! So, regarding these corrupt politicians, I said that I would compose a letter that would state that the school had been built and donated to the government by an organization based in the US (Kigoma Children's Education Fund!) and me. They could keep this in the main office to show anyone who had questions. They suggested constructing a plaque on the school to acknowledge me and the organization for the donation and the chief smiled widely, contented by suggestion and no longer worried about the misuse of the school for political purposes.

From his house, Lucas, the chief and I went to the meeting place of elders and council members in the village center. We met with the chairman who is in charge of all official village business. As we told him of our plan and I explained how I came to know about the need of this particular area for a secondary school, men streamed in. Before long, I was sitting in a small room on a wooden bench surrounded by elders from the village who nodded and furrowed their brows as they listened to me and then Lucas as he interpreted for me. Little ole me negotiating with leaders in a village in Africa ... amazing experience! Next, the men went on about their business - having a lengthy conversation without me. Lucas's interpretation for me was like that funny Kung-Fu movie interpretation where you know more was said than you were actually told, but whatever... the basics were irrelevant anyway as they were hashing out building sites and the structure of the actual school grounds. Of top priority for the design of the school are toilets for both students and staff as well as the critical inclusion of a field for soccer, netball and basketball. We drew up some possible lay outs for the school/classrooms and all came to agreement about the basics.

At this point, we had been meeting for about 3 hours. So, the time had come to see the land. The first site was complicated as it had a foundation for a house and several crops and palm trees on its grounds - which meant that these would have to be bought from a villager as compensation for taking the land for the school. I didn't love this idea and further thought the land wasn't big enough to allow for growth and not feel crammed between existing villagers' homes. The men didn't seem to think this was the best option either, but it was only the first. We walked for about 20 minutes up a hill and then reached the second site. There would be no need to see the third. From this site on a hilltop, you could see all surrounding villages; there was enough space for a secondary school and the growth of a high school down the road as well as their sporting fields. In addition, there was a water tank just below from which water could be pumped up. And there were no villagers, no crops and no palm trees! It was magical! It was full of native trees, which I stressed should not be chopped down unless absolutely necessary for building - as I treasured the local trees and felt strongly that there be an environmental education component in the school, starting with the conservation of these trees and appreciation for them by the students. They agreed, of course and also wanted to keep them standing to the extent possible.

These amazing men granted me this land. They gave it to me for free in exchange for a school. So with all the humility in the world, I thanked them for trusting me and assured that I would be back to build. I'm planning to come back next year and in the meantime, try my hardest to raise the necessary funds. We agreed to build one building at a time - i.e. one per year. The first will accommodate Form 1 students. As they are ready to move into Form 2, we'll build Form 2 and so on. Each building, connected in a square formation with an common/assembly area in the middle will have four classrooms and one office for the teachers of that class level. The school will one day host up to 1800 students with still an astonishing 50 students per class, but far less than the more common 100 students per class.

I suggested a Kihaa name for the school instead of a Kiswahili name - as all the people in this region are of the Haa tribe: Amahoro Secondary School. Amahoro is Kihaa for Peace. They seemed to like the idea and time will tell, but it's their school to run with the government and name as they see fit. The government will be responsible for hiring teachers and headmasters. The government badly needs more schools, but "doesn't have the money to build them", which I doubt in reality - but I digress. If given a school, they can send teachers and take care of business from there ... so we'll see what happens! For now, I have a builder who came along for the journey to meet the elders, see the land and estimate a price of building the school in these four phases ... This fabulous, trustworthy builder has shown me some of his work in Kigoma. He has talent and integrity ... he is Lucas's brother, Isiah and together, the three of us laughed and joked on the way home that we make a great team.