A Day In The Life. Remember when I said I had to leave Malawi early and was going to Zambia on the 14. Did you get that same sinking feeling in your stomach too? Yeah, it dun feel good. Today I woke up in the rest house in Salima. By the time I got into Salima last night it was already too late to catch a bike home and al.

EWB is doing a holiday season campaign to make some money for the organization. I have written my perspective on why I think donating to EWB is a worthwhile investment and I am writing this blog today to encourage you to check it out.

Just another EWB JF Blog. We departed from Lilongwe on August 27. After that it was three days in the EWB house running workshops on reintegration, chapter work and communicating our experiences. After debrief, I headed to Edmonton August 31.

Developing a principled position on the mining issue. The impacts the mining sector has on developing countries should interest all Canadians. In some Southern communities when residents hear of Canada they think of the mining company operating nearby rather than the country. As a Canadian development organization named. EWB, with its large member-base and outreach capacity, has the ability to significantly affect the shape this issue takes. While mining companies create jobs, and pay r.

Ideas about a summer in Malawi. On August 13, 2011. During my time here we were in the dry season, or winter season. Rains usually go up to May or June, but this year by early-May they had stopped. We had some few drizzles and 3 days of heavy rain up until now. Winter in the tropics is simply not comparable to winter in Canada, but it was cold! When the winds stopped a bit, they were off to catch some fish. Nsima with beans, potatoes, and bean leaves. Checking toilets, checking my learning.

If somebody ever tells you that there is something better than little feet running after your bicycle so that little hands can pull the hair from your legs, you are talking to a liar my friend.

Where ever you go, go with all your heart -Confucius. I open my eyes to the sound of my sistah Asana hesitantly saying my name. I instinctively reach for my phone to check the time.