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Sister P and the
Imani Vocational Training School

I do some work with a Catholic nun named Sister Placida, who is in charge of Imani Vocational Training School, about a half hour south of the Tanzanian city of Moshi. This school teaches a trade to approximately 100 students who have completed primary school but could not attend secondary school because their primary level examination scores were not high enough or their families lacked the financial means to pay. Given that there are only places in secondary schools for around 1/3 of young Tanzanians, and that the average Tanzanian lives on just over a dollar a day (not adjusted for purchasing power parity), these are frequent occurrences. The students attend Imani for 2 years over which time they receive training in one of carpentry, tailoring, embroidery, knitting, welding or electronics, skills that will give the graduated students the means to earn a living and support their future families. In the case of the disabled students of Imani, of which there are numerous, these skills can make a particularly significant improvement compared to the lives they would otherwise have faced.


                                         Sister Edelberta (left) and Sister Placida

It's common for institutions in Tanzania to be pretty short on cash, and so many of them, in order to help finance their operations, operate small food or income generating projects. These can be very simple endeavours, such as farming the land surrounding the institution, or they can be significantly more sophisticated—like those that Sister Placida and Imani Vocational Training School are busy implementing.

When I first began working with Sister Placida earlier this year, a number of these income-generating or cost-reducing side projects were already operational at Imani: the fields were farmed for maize, water was being pumped out of the ground to irrigate a vegetable garden, and pigs were being raised. The food generated from these activities is used to feed the students, thereby reducing Imani's operating costs, hence allowing it to improve the quality of its programs and/or increasing the number of students it can educate.

Sister Placida is 60 years old, but strong and full of energy. To reach her school from the city, a journey she usually makes at least a couple times per week, she must first cram into a local rust-bucket mini-bus (the legendary 'daladala') for a bumpy and dusty 40 minute drive; this is followed by 15 equally bumpy and dusty minutes on the back of a local man's bicycle. Despite her age and the at times physically and mentally demanding nature of her role as director of the rural school, she remains zestfully enthusiastic about her devotion to helping people.

I particularly enjoy working with Sister Placida because she is constantly seeking innovative ways that she can improve her institution, and is not afraid to take a risk in implementing them. Recently Sister Placida told me about a project that she had visited where they had installed a drip irrigation system in their garden. This drip irrigation system reduced water usage and improved yield by dripping water exactly on the equally spaced plants in the garden. For Imani, a reduction in water usage would mean a reduction in pumping, and hence a lower monthly electricity bill; as for the students, the garden would provide them with a more nutritious diet. We made a visit to the drip-irrigation project together, and a couple weeks later she and I were putting our amateur plumbing and pipe-laying skills to the test. A month after that, and we were munching on fresh green salad from the garden.


                                             Imani's drip irrigation system at work

It was while I was working with Sister Placida and the other sisters of Imani on installing this drip irrigation system that I was shown another innovative side project on the go at the school. In some areas of Tanzania, including the one surrounding Imani School, it is common for people to fabricate their own bricks. They use a metal brick mould to form and pack the soil into brick shapes, then burn the bricks in home-made brick kilns over a period of a couple days to harden them. Well Sister Placida, I was shown, had recently acquired a special brick mould which instead of forming standard rectangular bricks, formed bricks with angled edges that inter-locked with one another. Because of the inter-locking nature of these bricks it is possible to build significant portions of walls without the use of mortar between layers, thereby reducing the cost of construction (a few cement ring beams ensure that un-cemented but inter-locking bricks are well compressed). Any new bricks that reduce costs of construction are bound to be of some interest to the surrounding community, and Sister Placida is currently considering approaches to market and sell them. She's decided to lead by example, it seems, as she is constructing classrooms and a building to house a maize milling machine out of these special inter-locking bricks. The exposure that these buildings will give to this cost-effective new building technique will, it is hoped, drive demand for Imani's innovative product.


                                                            An inter-locking brick


                       The kiln that the inter-locking bricks burn in for three days


                                   Collecting the wood shavings to fuel the kiln


                                      The mould to create the inter-locking bricks


                                 A partial wall constructed from inter-locking bricks

But there's more.

While working with Sister Placida on the plans for the maize milling shelter, she told me about another income-generating project she had seen: a fish pond. Yes, a fish pond. This was a new one on me, but Sister Placida, with her contagious enthusiasm, told me it's possible to essentially dig a big whole, line it with some special stuff, fill the hole with water and fish, and after a few months get out your rod and tackle box. Of course, I would soon discover, the process is a little more complicated than that, but was nonetheless, according to Sister Placida, do-able.
To my astonishment, a couple weeks later when I returned to Imani Vocational Training School, Sister Placida had already begun the creation of her fish pond. In fact the process was well underway: the hole had been dug, the special soil had been laid on the bottom of the pond to increase nutrition and reduce water loss, small marshy areas of just a meter squared in size had been created to support insects and plants (i.e. fish food), and a grid of colourful ropes had been tied in criss-cross fashion just above the water level to prevent birds from swooping down and indulging themselves. Water, in fact, was filling the pond. When I expressed my surprise at the pace with which this project had come to life, Sister Placida just smiled her mischievous smile, and with a sparkle in her eye said, "In 3 months, we will harvest."

Sister Placida is a mighty fine entrepreneur, and a very clever person. The question I ask myself is this: what will Sister Placida's next project be?


                                                     Fish pond a la Sister Placida



Despite her impressive developments, Sister Placida still occasionally complains that only a lack of money is standing in the way of implementing numerous worthy ideas. I find her experience to be all too typical here in Tanzania, in towns as well as villages, with organizations and with individuals. There are so many people with good, no I will say great, ideas, but simply lack the relatively small amounts of capital it would take to make their visions a reality. In order to make sure money gets into these worthy hands, it is important for us make a concerted effort towards increased integration. We must get to know local people and their local ideas, add in an outsider’s perspective when appropriate, and work with our overseas friends to achieve success in the most efficient and effective way possible.



Tanzanian Moment of the Week

Below are pictures of three of the many bugs that have made it into or near my house in the past couple months.


                   This is the kind of cricket that secretly crawled into my sock one day



                             My friend and informal employee Godfrey with a massive moth



                                         A huge, green, flying, extremely creepy superbug
 

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