Monday, March 21, 2011

My Weekend



Today is World Water Day, which began in 1992 after a United Nations conference held in Rio de Janeiro. World Water Day is meant to promote awareness of various issues including sanitation, water scarcity, and environmental quality. This year to celebrate, my plan is to go around our communities passing out bars of soap to help improve hand washing. I'm really stretching the meaning of the word 'plan' though, because what I really did was buy a bunch of soap.

Yesterday was the Dia de Cidade de Tete, or the City of Tete Day, which is a provincial holiday. Every year, there is a canoe race and a 50cc motorcycle race, which is like completing a mountain bike race on a tandem bicycle - you incur all the danger of the real thing, but you look silly doing it. Here's a picture of some racers on their cinquentinhas (little 50s) and then a photo of the route running through downtown.

Your brother,
Stephen

Thursday, March 17, 2011

My Coworker Chauca


I hope Chauca doesn't mind me posting his picture here, but since I wrote about how he saved me from the police the other day, I reckon I should properly introduce him. He lives in Beira and is one of the Mozambican workers we have on the MCC team. His Skype profile photo is him and his truck, which is a sweet truck and an even better picture. He has bailed me out of many jams and has made bus tickets for me appear out of thin air like David Blaine. Thanks man.

Your brother,
Stephen

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

My First Traffic Ticket

I was making my way out to the field today to work on some dams. There's this police hang out right by the intersection between the road going to Tete and the road going to Songo. One of the cops was standing in the middle of the road and pulled me over as I was going by on my motorcycle. I wasn't speeding or anything. He asked to see my registration and license. Apparently, my registration was only a temporary one, which ended back in December. The policeman said I had to leave the bike there. He said I'd have to pay a 5,200 met fine.

I called Chauca, our MCC coworker in Beira, for help. The policeman said he didn't want to talk to anyone and I would have to explain myself, which I just can't do eloquently. Eventually he gave in and spoke with Chauca. I don't know what Chauca said, but the policeman ended up writing a ticket for 200 mets, all the while saying that it's for 5,200. He told me to go right back to the city to pay it.

Then he asked me for a ride home.

Your brother,
Stephen

Saturday, March 12, 2011

My Coworkers


Here are some of the awesome peeps who work for CCM across the nation.

In other news, I'm off in a few minutes to participate in a swim-run race. Jon and I are each teaming up with one of the Bister kids to race other (slower) parent-child teams from their school. I'm wearing my spandex and all (yes, I brought jammers to Africa - don't ask me why). Those kids are going down.

Your brother,
Stephen

Sunday, March 6, 2011

My View from Beira


I took this a couple of weeks ago while hanging out at the MCC office in Beira.

Also, I moved into a new house last week. The house is nice, but we've had plumbing issues so I woke up to a flooded hall the first night and lacked water to bathe properly on subsequent nights. Rough.

Your brother,
Stephen

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Mozambique Email Update #5

Here's an email I wrote this week:

Dear family and friends,

I hope this letter finds you healthy and thriving. I am always happy to receive the many letters I get from you and I appreciate them all. Last month I got many encouraging letters from people I admire greatly. It's no secret that life is busy in the States, so thank you for your time. It is a joy to know you.

What a funny three-letter word that is. Joy. It's one of those words that are so important and yet often easy to forget. Maybe this month more than previous months I've let that slip. I’ve found myself more distracted than usual. Between breaking my computer, losing my cellphone, getting ready to move to a new house, and completing a two-day saddle-sore motorcycle trip from Beira to Tete, I’ve had a hard time settling down to focus. February this year it seems for me, was like the Battle Hymn, terrible and swift.

In Mozambique, I suspect that life is busy for everyone near the end of the rainy season. The corn and the millet tower overhead in the fields and for many Mozambicans the harvest is on. There is so much work that often subsistence farmers here to keep up choose to sleep in their fields. The cereal harvest is their most important campaign of the year and will determine greatly the hunger in this nation. Now is their time to gather and store and plan for the long dry season.

The Christian Council of Mozambique has been busy too. Many of my colleagues have just returned from a trip to Kenya where they exchanged information about dams with similar organizations from across Africa. CCM also just wrapped up their national conference in Beira, planning the next year of work in all ten provinces. Right now, CCM in Tete is in the middle of constructing three dams. The team is trying a lot of new ideas from their observations in Kenya. There are big plans on the way and the work seems a little daunting.

Melinda Gates spoke last year comparing the work of non-governmental organizations to that of Coca-Cola. She asked why it is that Coke is successful everywhere, even deep into rural Africa, in the very areas where NGOs struggle to provide clean water, cure AIDs, or reduce poverty. She said it was partly because Coke advertised joy and hope and celebration. Remember that song Waving Flag which was performed for the World Cup by a singer from Somalia? It's played everywhere here in Moz. Did you know it was produced by Coke? I love that song because it's full of hope.

There is something about joy that we tend to want to underrate it. We are often afraid that it'll come off as saccharine and insincere. If there is something to learn from Coke, maybe I should spend more time rejoicing, especially since it is true and right here. If there is a lot of work here, there is also much more to celebrate. The work that CCM does is life changing and life giving, yet I often forget this from day to day. It was a joy to see CCM's renewed attitude and
commitment to the ideas of community ownership and sustainable development. There are many things to be thankful for in this rainy season, not the least of which is the food to be harvested. And too, it is a privilege for me to be working here in Mozambique.

The book of Phillipians in Scripture, they say, is the book of joy. In it, Paul reminds us 'whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are lovely...think on these things.' Herman Melville once wrote in Moby Dick that 'meditation and water are wedded forever.' So it is I think about these things. I couldn't be here without you. Thank you again.

Your brother,
Stephen Esaki

Sunday, February 27, 2011

My New Motorcycle


Relax mom, I don't actually look like this when I ride the new bike, but I wish I did.

Your brother,
Stephen