Mmemuona Emelda wetu?! Looking beautiful and wonderful as always! Just love her! May God continue to bless her! ??
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lazima tusimame na kusema, tulinde na kutetea wanyama!….Join the march for elephants and rhinos 2017!
Tafadhali Watanzania wote wakubwa kwa wadogo, ungana na mabalozi wa wanyama katika matembezi makubwa yatakayo fanyika mapema mwaka huu kupinga ukatili wanaofanyiwa wanyama haswa Tembo na Faru! Hatuwezi fumbia macho issue ya Faru John na wengine wengi ambao wamefanyiwa ukatili na unyama wa hali ya juu na hawa majangili na waujumu uchumi!! Hawa wanyawa siyo tu fahari yetu bali ni sehemu yetu sisi Watanzania! Hivyo hatuna budi kuwalinda na kuwatete kwa nguvu zote!…….. Ukitaka kujua watu au jamii ina upendo kiasi gani basi angalia jinsi wanavyo ishi na kuthamini wanyama na mimea! Ukiona familia haina hata Paka au hata ka-ua ndani ya nyumba basi jua upendo ndani ya nyumba hiyo umepowa sana! Nilazima tusimame na tuseme, tulinde na kutetea wanyama wetu! Niwajibu wetu kama taifa! Join the movement now! 
Jokate Mwegelo katika ubora wake!
Jokate wetu kama kawaida yake katika ubora wake! Hapa ni juzi kati katika mhafali ya chuo cha ufundi Police- VTC Kurasini!,……… What should I say! Keep on shining mrembo wetu! We are very proud of you!,,,,..Halafu for some reason kila nikimuona Jokate namfananisha na Princess Diana ?? trust me within the next 2yrs Jokate is going to be very big kuliko hapa! ……You go Jo-Jo!
HUU NI MWAKA WA KUONGEZA NA KUTENGENEZA MAHUSIANO MAZURI NA WANA WA NCHI WA TANZANIA- Peter Sarungi
Kila mwaka una lengo kuu endelevu linalotimizwa kuanzia mwanzo wa mwaka hadi mwisho wa mwaka. 
Kwa mimi Simba wa Utegi na Babu wa Kagera nimeamua kuweka mwaka huu 2017 kuwa mwaka wa kutengeneza mahusiano ya kijamii, kisiasa na kiuchumi na wananchi. Mahusiano yanatengenezwa kwa kupitia mawasiliano.
Unaweza kunipata kupitia:
1. Public No & Watsup No. +255 713 037 798
2. Facebook ID : Peter sarungi
3. Instagram ID : peter.sarungi
4. E. Mail : [email protected]
5. Tweeter ID : @psarungi
6. Post Code : 9291- Dar es Salaam
7. Physical Adress : Chanika Village – Dar
Hizo ni baadhi ya njia unazoweza kunipata kupitia mawasiliano yangu rasmi kama Next Speaker mwaka 20…
Karibu tuwasiliane katika kujenga nchi ili hata watoto,wajukuu,vitukuu na vizazi vijavyo vije vipate kula matunda yetu
Imetolewa na:
Idara ya Habari na Maelezo ya Peter Sarungi
Raisi-Jukwaa la Walemavu Tz, Next Speaker. 
Asante sana kaka yangu mimi pia nitakuwa mmoja wa wafuasi wako!
mother and daughter moment!
Foster na mama yake wakiwa Dubai wakati wa family holidays vacation ya 2016! Wamependeza sana
What a lovely picture of Nambua na mama yake, beautiful and inspiring! ……by the way ushawahi kusikia Cassandra Lingerie?! Wanakwambia “Mwanamke vazi la ndani”! Yani huko ndipo mambo iko kwa wasichana na wanawake wanaojijali na kujithamini fika Cassandra Lingerie ukajionee mwenyewe!
Mama Foster na binti zake waki enjoy vacation yao, so cute!
My mama is supporting #Halotel
Look what my mama is wearing! #Halotel T-shirt @Home, Kigamboni!……. Tafadhali endelea kuunga mkono Halotel ili kuanzia mwakani nao waanze kutoa sponsors kubwa kubwa kwa vitu vya maana kwa jamii yetu! Halotel, together for the better!
The diary of Lady Jaydee is coming back!!
I’m super happy, the legendary’s reality TV show is coming back!!! #DiaryOfLadyJayDee! Can’t wait to watch it!!…. Yani kipindi kile ilipokuwa inaanza nilikuwa likizo Dar, nilikuwa nakitazama kila siku kilipokuwa hewani sikupitwa! Na ile scene ya mwisho wakiwa Arusha na X-husband wake pamoja na “Machozi” band ndiyo nilianza kuhisi something is seriously wrong kwa ndoa yao kwani things didn’t add-up!! Well, yote maisha tu! Happiness is what matters! …….Jamani tumpe support our JayDee najua sponsors wakubwa watajitokeza sana kwani nakumbuka mama Anna Mkapa alikuwa big fan wa show yako na alikuwa akiitangaza sana! Well done Jide keep it up!
Happy New Year my beloved!
Happy New Year to my good readers! Binafsi namshukuru sana Mungu kwa kuweza kunipa nafasi nyingine yakufanya matengenezo katika maisha yangu kimwili na kiroho, kijamii na kiuchumi! Jina lake litukuzwe siku zote!
Mwaka niliufunga kwa kuanzia kanisani kuabudu siku ya Sabato kisha tukaenda na mdogo wangu kula mihogo Coco beach! Baada ya hapo mida ya jioni nilikwenda msalimia baba yangu mkubwa Charles O. Igogo na familia yake wao wanaishi hapo OysterBay. Tulikaa hapo mpaka majira ya saa nne usiku kisha tukarejea nyumbani. Tukapiga story na kufurahi pamoja!…… Siku ya tarehe moja 2017 ndio tulihama rasmi ambapo palikuwa makazi yetu ya kudumu kwa muda wa zaidi ya miaka 30! Hivyo sasa naweza sema rasmi kuwa tumehama Keko Juu na sasa tunaishi Kibada, Kigamboni!
Basi siku ikaisha kwa kwenda kwenye mgahawa mmoja hapo Kibada ujulikanao kama Silver Shark tukiwa mimi, baba yetu, mdogo wangu Magreth, na my niece Sarah. Tulikula Mbuzi, kuku, na chips za kumwaga! Sorry picha zote zilipigwa na simu ya baba amesafiri kabla sijazitoa ?? Tunamshukuru Mungu kwa yote!…….Too bad sitaweka ahadi yoyote ile kwa blog kwani I’m a woman and certainly I’m allowed to change my mind 🙂 🙂 🙂 Happy New Year Everybody!Be blessed! ? ??
NIWATAKIE HERI YA MWAKA MPYA 2017 WENYE BARAKA NA MAFANIKIO TELE- Peter Sarungi
Kwanza: kabisa, tumshukuru Mungu kwayote yaliyojiri mwaka 2016 yawe mabaya ama mazuri bado tuna wajibu wa kushukuru maana fikra na malengo yetu sio ya Muumba
Pili: Tumshukuru Muumba kwa kuendelea kutupa Uhai usiokuwa na upungufu hata kama upo kitandani ukiwa hoi kwa magonjwa na maumivu makali ama upo bar unakunywa pombe na kufanya starehe mbalimbali, wote yatupasa kumshukuru Muumba kwa huruma yake na upendeleo.
Tatu: Tupeane pole kwa wote tuliopatwa na kuguswa na misiba mbalimbali katika kipindi cha mwaka 2016, tuwaombe wapendwa wetu kwa mungu awarehemu na kuwahifadhi mahala pema mbinguni. Safari ni yetu sote, wao wametangulia tu.
Nne: Tusikate tamaa kwa matarajio tuliyoshindwa kufikia na wala tusibweteke kwa majarajio tuliyafikia katika kipindi cha mwaka 2016 maana Maisha ni mchakato. Ni harakati za kukusanya mambo manne (4) kwa pamoja ili kupata furaha (happy), mambo hayo ni pesa, heshima, afya na mapenzi. Hivyo jua kama wewe una afya njema jua kina mwenzako yuko maututi, kama wewe unapendwa kwa dhati jua kuna mwingine ana danganywa, kama wewe una pesa ya kukidhi mahitaji yako jua kuna mwingi ni fukara asiye na matumaini na kama wewe una heshimika basi jui kuna mwenzako amekuwa teja anayekosolewa mitandaoni. 
Tano na Mwisho, Niwatakie Mwanzo na mwendelezo mwema wa mwaka 2017 ukiwa na baraka, amani, furaha na mafanikio tele katika mipango yako ya mwaka mpya. Mungu akupe nguvu na ujasiri wa kutambua uwezo na karama yako ili uweze kufanya mambo makubwa na uyapendayo katika mwaka 2017. Mwaka 2017 uwe ni mwaka wa kujivunia tofauti na mwaka 2016 ingawa ni mwaka usio gawanyika kwa 2 kama tulivyo aminshwa na wakubwa zetu hapo zamani.
Mungu awa bariki sana na asanteni kwa kuwa mmoja kati ya marafiki wengi, ndugu wengi na jamaa wengi tulio shirikiana kipindi cha mwaka 2016.
“May you and your family be blessed with an awesome year ahead”-Foster Mbuna
2016 has been great in general, even though there are some things I could have done better. I will not be hard on myself but rather planning to take one day at a time and I choose to be happy in 2017.
I refuse to allow any one to take away my inner peace, joy and happiness.
Apologies to those that I have hurt during 2016 am human I wish I could promise never to repeat again but I know I will be lying. Instead let’s remember that as long as we are humans, who come from different backgrounds such incidents are expected.
To those that I have touched or transformed your lives in a positive way you are welcome and hope I can do better if I will be blessed to cross over to 2017.
The only desire that I have for 2017 is to be closer to God and learn from him more.
Otherwise happy reflective last day of 2016 my Facebook friends and family and hope to be better together in 2017.
Boarding on Flight 2017 has been announced……
Hope you have checked in only the best souvenirs from 2016 in your luggage….
The BAD and SAD moments if carried, must be thrown away in the garbage bins on arrival …….
The flight will be 12 months long.
So, loosen your seat belts, jingle and mingle.
The stop-overs will be :
✳Health,
✳Love,
✳Joy,
✳Harmony,
✳Well-being
✳Peace.
Refueling will be at
?Giving
?Sharing
?Caring.
The following menu is offered and will be served during the flight…….
✅ Cocktail of Friendship,
✅ Supreme of Health,
✅ Grating of Prosperity,
✅ Bowl of Excellent News
✅ Salad of Success,
✅ Cake of Happiness,
All accompanied by bursts of laughter…
But remember, you will enjoy these meals and the journey better if you talk, share, smile and laugh together. Sitting silent will make the flight seem longer. 
Wishing you and your family ? an enjoyable trip on board flight 2017…..
?✨??????❤???☔⛄???????
Before Flight 2016 ends,
May you and your family be Blessed With an Awesome Year Ahead.
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Stay blessed?
“Nawatakieni kheri ya mwaka mpya pamoja na BWANA” -Pastor Caleb Migombo
“I will remember the works of the LORD; Surely I will remember Your wonders of old. I will also meditate on all Your work, And talk of Your deeds. Your way, O God, is in the sanctuary; Who is so great a God as our God?” Psalm 77:11-13
“We have nothing to fear for the future, except as we shall forget the way the Lord has led us, and His teaching in our past history” EGW -LS p. 196.
Have a Happy New Year with The LORD
“Nitayakumbuka matendo ya Bwana; Naam nitayakumbuka maajabu yako ya kale. Pia nitaitafakari kazi yako yote; nitawazia habari za matendo yako. Ee Mungu njia yako I katika utakatifu; Ni nani aliye mungu mkuu kama Mungu?” Zabri 77:11-13
“Hatuna chochote cha kuogopa juu ya wakati ujao, labda pale tu tutakaposahau jinsi Bwana alivyotuongoza, na mafundisho yake kwetu kwa nyakati zilizopita”. EGW LS p.196
“I will remember the works of the LORD; Surely I will remember Your wonders of old. I will also meditate on all Your work, And talk of Your deeds. Your way, O God, is in the sanctuary; Who is so great a God as our God?” Psalm 77:11-13
“We have nothing to fear for the future, except as we shall forget the way the Lord has led us, and His teaching in our past history” EGW -LS p. 196.
Have a Happy New Year with The LORD
“Nitayakumbuka matendo ya Bwana; Naam nitayakumbuka maajabu yako ya kale. Pia nitaitafakari kazi yako yote; nitawazia habari za matendo yako. Ee Mungu njia yako I katika utakatifu; Ni nani aliye mungu mkuu kama Mungu?” Zabri 77:11-13
“Hatuna chochote cha kuogopa juu ya wakati ujao, labda pale tu tutakaposahau jinsi Bwana alivyotuongoza, na mafundisho yake kwetu kwa nyakati zilizopita”. EGW LS p.196
Nawatakia heri ya mwaka mpya pamoja na BWANA
2016 ULIKUWA NI MWAKA MGUMU SANA ULIOKUWA NA MABADILIKO YA GHAFLA YA JPM by Peter Sarungi
Ni desturi yangu kutathmini mwaka unapofikia mwisho. Nianze kwa kuimba wimbo wangu kwa Tanzania.
“Tanzania eeee, Nakupenda sana x2”
“Hata kama nikilala porini lakini ni ndani ya Tanzania bado nitajivunia”
“Najua wengi wanakutamani ingawa uchaguzi wako bado upo mashakani”
“Nakuaga mwaka kwa maumivu ingawa ni maumivu ya mpito”
“Naamini sasa ni muda wa kula matunda ndani ya mwaka unao anza”
Kwa kifupi mwaka 2016 ulikuwa ni mwaka mchungu na mgumu kwa watanzania masikini na wanyonge wasio jua leo yao itakwishaje na kesho itaanzaje baada ya kuletewa utaratibu wa kufanya kazi kabla ya kula ingawa kazi zenyewe hazipatikani na zingine zinezuiwa kupisha uchunguzi wa HEWA.
Ni mwaka uliokuwa mgumu kwa watumishi wa umma baada ya kulazimishwa mabadiliko makubwa ya utumishi wa serikali na hasa baada ya kuziba mianya mikubwa ya ubadhilifu wa pesa za umma pamoja na kuziba hadi vitundu vidogo vya posho kwaajili ua motisha ya watumishi.
Ni mwaka mgumu kwa wana siasa feki walio ingia kwenye siasa kwa maslahi ya kutajirika. kuna wabunge na madiwani walio tumia nguvu nyingi kupata uongozi, kwa sasa wanajuta ni kwanini walichagua siasa na wengine wana lia hadharani bila kuficha. Lakini pia ni Mwaka mgumu sana kwa wapenda mabadiliko, wana harakati na wapenda demokrasia baada ya kusitishwa kwa shuguli zao za siasa za majukwaa na harakati zingine kama maandamano.
Ni mwaka mgumu sana kwa uchumi wa taifa na wananchi hasa baada ya kutanda kwa UKATA wa hali ya juu sana. imefika mahala ambapo heshima ya ndoa imerejea, heshima ya mshahara imerejea, heshima ya mlo imerejea na hata heshima ya kazi imerejea. Ukuaji wa Uchumi wa nchi kwa mwaka huu nimeufananisha kuwa na kasi kama ya konokono dhidi ya farasi. Naamini imekuwa hivyo kwa sababu JPM ametumia mwaka huu kuweka misingi sawa, tuangalie mwaka 2017
Umekuwa ni mwaka wa Matamko mbalimbali machungu kwa wanchi katika sekta mbalimbali. Tumepata matamko mengi ya wakuu wa mikoa mbalimbali hasa Dar, matamko ya wakuu katika Mfumo wa Elimu, Afya, Ardhi, Kodi, Usafirishaji, kilimo, Ufugaji, bomoa bomoa, Madini, Umeme na maeneo mengine yaliyo acha alama ya maumivu kwa wananchi.
Tumeshuhudia hadithi za mfalme Juha na simuzili za kusadikika kutoka kwa Polepole, Ben sa8, Yericko nyerere, Faru John, Magoiga, Menuka, Malisa na wengine wengi waliokuwa mstari wa mbele kutupigia hadithi nzuri kwa kila upande kwa mwaka mzima.
Ulikuwa ni mwaka mchungu sana kwa watumishi wa umma zaidi ya 300 walio tumbuliwa mwaka huu kutokana sababu mbalimbali kupitia kauli mbiu ya KUTUMBUA inayoongozwa na mkuu wa kaya akisaidiwa na wasaidizi wake kila idara.
Ulikuwa ni mwaka mchungu sana kwa wafanya biashara za utalii, mahoteli, mabasi, nguo, bar, ujenzi, usafirishaji wa mizigo, wamachinga, madalali, vyuo na mashule, biashara za mitaji na biashara za Bank. Maana tumeshuhudia taatifa za kufilisika kwa baadhi ya biashara hizo kwa sababu ya mdororo wa uchumi. Tusife moyo, mwaka ulikuwa ni wa mapito.
#MyTake
Mwaka umekwisha na changamoto zake, ikiwa mwaka unao anza utakuwa na changamoto hizi basi tujue ni sisi wenyewe tutakuwa tumezitengeneza. Huu ulikuwa ni mwaka wa majaribio ya mabadiliko makubwa, naamini tutajipanga sasa kukubali na kukabiliana na magumu yanayotokana na Mabadiliko haya kutoka kwa Mkuu wa Kaya…….Mwaka 2017 ukiwa mchungu tena kwako basi jua ni kati ya wewe au serikali kuna mmoja atakuwa ni mzembe wa mabadiliko.
Wametengeneza historia kwetu!
Kama maelezo ya picha zao yanavyo someka. Hawa wajukuu wa Chief Sarungi Igogo wametengeneza historia ndani ya ukoo wetu kwa mwaka huu! Mnamo tarehe 11 mwezi wa Kumi; Maria Sarungi-Tsehai alikuwa mmoja wa watu walioalikwa kutembelea WhiteHouse ya Marekani chini ya group lijulikanalo Kama Eisenhower Fellowship ambapo walipokelewa na mwenyeji wao Rais Baraka Obama ••••••• Vile vile wiki hii siku ya tarehe 28 Dec Janeth Igogo-Nyagilo alibahatika kumtembelea na kuzungumza kidogo na bibi yake Rais wa Marekani-Baraka Obama huko Kogelo, Kenya ambako bibi huyo anaishi. Janeth yupo huko Kagan, Kenya kwa mapumziko ya Christmas na familia yake. Mumewe Janeth ni mzaliwa wa kijiji cha Kagan, Kenya •••••• ? Haya hongereni kwa kuweka historia hiyo kwenye ukoo wetu kwa kuwa watu wakwanza kufanya hivyo ????
How do you forget?!
How do you forget?
- The same qualifications you have, diploma, degree, masters, that which gave you that job you have are the same qualifications that your friends have too , but they don’t have the job you have. How do you forget?
- The same pastor who officiated your marriage and blessed it, today you have even children is the same pastor who officiated and blessed even your friend’s marriages but they don’t have children and eventually divorced . How do you forget?
- The same prayer you offered to God and God answered you is the same prayer that your friends have been praying, but up to now they haven’t recieved any answer and still praying , how do you forget?
- The same road you use to travel to places and safely you reach home, is the same road that many people have died on, how do you forget?
- The same church you go to worship God to and God has blessed you, is the same church that your friend goes to worship God too, but up to now his life is still miserable, how do you forget?
- The same bed you used in the hospital and you got healed is the same bed that your friends used too but they died in there ,how do you forget?
- The same voice you have and you can sing songs, you can preach, you can talk and so on, is the same voice that your friends also had but eventually stopped singing,preaching because they had cancer of throat, how do you forget?
- The same rain that made your field to produce good crops and you had bumper harvest is the same rain that destroyed your friend’s fields, how do you forget?
How do you forget, how do you forget?
Come back to your God and thank Him for his kindness. Whatever you have is not by your power, nor your intelligence, nor your qualifications but the Grace of God. Because what made you where you are and what you have today, your friends have them too, but they are still suffering. Remember the Giver of everything you have, don’t just foolishly boast because He can take them away if He so wishes!
Shalom
Kumbe na huyu ni shemeji..!
Kumbe na huyu kimbau mbau mwiko wa pilau ni shemeji yangu ?? Yani wewe Max ndio unasumbua kichwa ya baba yangu Dr Magufuli na #FreedomOfSpeech? Utafikiri unaijua vile ??? Kama kweli wewe unapigania hiyo “huru ya kujielesa” (in Luo’s voice) mbona siku ile yule “mwanaharakati” nyenzio alianika wewe na familia yako aka bandika na picha ya mutoto yako kwa mtandao yake ulipiga magoti yako kwa nguvu sana ukaomba msamaha akutoe kwa blog yake nakuwa hauto rudia tena kumuongelea??? Kwani hile haikuwa #FreedomOfSpeech ?? Au nyie hii ya kwenu ina “discrimination”?? ????? •••••• Anyway pole kwayalio kukuta binafsi sipendi kuongelea mambo ambayo yapo Mahakamani kwani tuache Mahakama zifanye kazi zake bila kuingiliwa na mtu yoyote kwa uhuru na uwazi! Lakini hata hivyo naamini haya yataisha na punde utakuwa huru! And you and your #FreedomOfSpeech can go away ???
“It’s time to change our political culture”
Sent as received. However, I still have so many questions and am yet to get answers. So many sayings come to my mind:
1. If it’s too good to be true probably it is not
2. There is no free lunch
3. Not every kiss represents love, think of Judas when he betrayed Jesus
4. Change begins with me
5. If I can dream it I can achieve it
The list of thoughts is endless. Looking forward to reading different perspectives and probably solutions
Every Patriot in Africa should read this article; penned by US-based Zambian media practitioner and author. He is a PhD candidate with a B.A. in Mass Communication and Journalism, and an M.A. in History.
They call the Third World the lazy man’s purview; the sluggishly slothful and languorous prefecture.
In this realm people are sleepy, dreamy, torpid, lethargic, and therefore indigent—totally penniless, needy, destitute, poverty-stricken, disfavored, and impoverished. In this demesne, as they call it, there are hardly any discoveries, inventions, and innovations.
Africa is the trailblazer. Some still call it “the dark continent” for the light that flickers under the tunnel is not that of hope, but an approaching train.
And because countless keep waiting in the way of the train, millions die and many more remain decapitated by the day.
“It’s amazing how you all sit there and watch yourselves die,” the man next to me said. “Get up and do something about it.
When I first discovered I was going to spend my New Year’s Eve next to him on a non-stop JetBlue flight from Los Angeles to Boston I was angst-ridden.
I associate marble-shaven Caucasians with iconoclastic skin-heads, most of who are racist.
“My name is Walter,” he extended his hand as soon as I settled in my seat.
I told him mine with a precautions smile.
“Where are you from?” he asked.
“Zambia.”
“Zambia!” he exclaimed, “Kaunda’s country.”
“Yes,” I said, “Now Sata’s.”
“But of course,” he responded. “You just elected King Cobra as your president.”
My face lit up at the mention of Sata’s moniker. Walter smiled, and in those cold eyes I saw an amenable fellow, one of those American highbrows who shuttle between Africa and the U.S.
“I spent three years in Zambia in the 1980s,” he continued. “I wined and dined with Luke Mwananshiku, Willa Mungomba, Dr. Siteke Mwale, and many other highly intelligent Zambians.” He lowered his voice. “I was part of the IMF group that came to rip you guys off.” He smirked. “Your government put me in a million dollar mansion overlooking a shanty called Kalingalinga.
From my patio I saw it all—the rich and the poor, the ailing, the dead, and the healthy.”
“Are you still with the IMF?” I asked.
“I have since moved to yet another group with similar intentions. In the next few months my colleagues and I will be in Kenya to hypnotize the Raisi
I work for the broker that has acquired a chunk of your debt. Your government owes not the World Bank, but us millions of dollars.
We’ll be in Lusaka to offer your president a couple of millions and fly back with a check twenty times greater.”
“No, you won’t,” I said. “King Cobra is incorruptible. He is …”
He was laughing. “Says who? Give me an African president, just one, who has not fallen for the carrot and stick.”
Quett Masire’s name popped up. “Oh, him, well, we never got to him because he turned down the IMF and the World Bank. It was perhaps the smartest thing for him to do.”
At midnight we were airborne. The captain wished us a happy 2015 and urged us to watch the fireworks across Los Angeles.
“Isn’t that beautiful,” Walter said looking down.
From my middle seat, I took a glance and nodded admirably.
“That’s white man’s country,” he said. “We came here on Mayflower and turned Indian land into a paradise and now the most powerful nation on earth.
We discovered the bulb, and built this aircraft to fly us to pleasure resorts like Lake Zambia or lake Kenya .
I grinned. “There is no Lake Zambia or lake Kenya
He curled his lips into a smug smile. “That’s what we call your countries . You guys are as stagnant as the water in the lake.
We come in with our large boats and fish your minerals and your wildlife and leave morsels—crumbs. That’s your staple food, crumbs.
That corn-meal you eat, that’s crumbs, the small Tilapia fish you call Kapenta / omena are crumbs.
We the Bwanas (whites) take the catfish.
I am the “Bwana” and you are the “mtu”.
I get what I want and you get what you deserve, crumbs. That’s what lazy people get—Zambians, Kenyans , other Africans, the entire Third World.”
The smile vanished from my face.
“I see you are getting pissed off,” Walter said and lowered his voice.
“You are thinking this Bwana is a racist.
That’s how most Zambians , Kenyans respond when I tell them the truth.
They go ballistic.
Okay. Let’s for a moment put our skin pigmentations, this black and white crap, aside.
Tell me, my friend, what is the difference between you and me?”
I said
“There’s no difference.”
“Absolutely none,” he exclaimed. “Scientists in the Human Genome Project have proved that. It took them thirteen years to determine the complete sequence of the three billion DNA subunits.
After they were all done it was clear that 99.9% nucleotide bases were exactly the same in you and me.
We are the same people. All white, Asian, Latino, and black people on this aircraft are the same.”
I gladly nodded.
“And yet I feel superior,” he smiled fatalistically. “Every white person on this plane feels superior to a black person.
The white guy who picks up garbage, the homeless white trash on drugs, feels superior to you no matter his status or education.
I can pick up a nincompoop from the New York streets, clean him up, and take him to Lusaka and you all be crowding around him chanting muzungu, muzungu and yet he’s a riffraff.
Tell me why my angry friend.”
For a moment I was wordless.
“Please don’t blame it on slavery like the African Americans do or colonialism, or some psychological impact or some kind of stigmatization.
And don’t give me the brainwash poppycock. Give me a better answer.”
I was thinking.
He continued. “Excuse what I am about to say. Please do not take offense.”
I felt a slap of blood rush to my head and prepared for the worst.
“You my friend flying with me and all your kind are lazy,” he said. “When you rest your head on the pillow you don’t dream big.
You and other so-called African intellectuals are damn lazy, each one of you only going for leadership; just to fill their own stomach and steal from poor.
It is you, and not those poor starving people, who is the reason Africa is in such a deplorable state.”
“That’s not a nice thing to say,” I protested.
He was implacable. “Oh yes it is and I will say it again, you are lazy in your minds.
Poor and uneducated Africans are the most hardworking people on earth. I saw them in the Lusaka markets and on the street of Nairobi selling merchandise. I saw them in villages toiling away.
I saw women on Kafue Road crushing stones for sell and I wept. I said to myself where are the Zambian intellectuals? And on kenya l saw women as bricklayers. Where are these intellectual men ?
Are the Zambian or Kenyans engineers so imperceptive they cannot invent a simple stone crusher, or a simple water filter to purify well water for those poor villagers? Or sort out the drainage system to make Biogas or rivers purification systems.
Are you telling me that after thirty-seven years or more of independence your university school of engineering has not produced a scientist or an engineer who can make simple small machines for mass use?
What is the school there for?”
I held my breath.
“Do you know where I found your intellectuals? They were in bars quaffing.
I saw with my own eyes a bunch of alcoholic graduates. Calling themselves policy makers
Zambian , Kenyans , other African intellectuals work from eight to five and spend the evening drinking. We don’t. We reserve the evening for brainstorming.”
He looked me in the eye.
“And you flying to Boston and all of you Africans in the Diaspora are just as lazy and apathetic to their country.
You don’t care about your country and yet your very own parents, brothers and sisters live there.
Many have died or are dying of neglect by you as democratic government .
They are dying of AIDS because you cannot come up with your own preventive measures. To much immoral .
You are here calling yourselves graduates, researchers and scientists and are fast at articulating your credentials once asked—oh, I have a PhD in this and that so what?
What next? Handouts from IMF ? Then repay?
I was deflated.
“Wake up you all!” he exclaimed, attracting the attention of nearby passengers. “You should be busy lifting ideas, formulae, recipes, and diagrams from American manufacturing factories and sending them to your own factories.
All those dissertation papers you compile should be your country’s treasure. Why do you think the Asians are a force to reckon with? They stole our ideas and turned them into their own. Look at Japan, China, India, just look at them.”
He paused. “The Bwana has spoken,” he said and grinned.
“As long as you are dependent on my plane, I shall feel superior and you my friend shall remain inferior, how about that?
The Chinese, Japanese, Indians, even Latinos are a notch better.
You Africans are at the bottom of the totem pole.”
He tempered his voice. “Get over this white skin syndrome and begin to feel confident.
Become innovative and make your own stuff for God’s sake.”
At 8 a.m. the plane touched down at Boston’s Logan International Airport. Walter reached for my hand.
“I know I was too strong, but I don’t give it a damn. I have been to Zambia , Kenya , other African countries and have seen too much poverty.”
He pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled something. “Here, read this. It was written by a friend.”
He had written only the title: “Lords of Poverty.”
Thunderstruck, I had a sinking feeling.
I watched Walter walk through the airport doors to a waiting car. He had left a huge dust devil twirling in my mind, stirring
I remembered some who have since passed—how they got the highest grades in mathematics and the sciences and attained the highest education on the planet.
They had been to Harvard, Oxford, Yale, Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), only to leave us with not a single invention or discovery.
I knew some by name and drunk with them at the Lusaka Playhouse and intercontinental hotel, safari park Kenya and Central Sports in Lusaka
Walter is right. It is true that since independence we have failed to nurture creativity and collective orientations.
We as a nation lack a workhorse mentality and behave like 13 million civil servants dependent on a government pay cheque.
We believe that development is generated 8-to-5 behind a desk wearing a tie with our degrees hanging on the wall.
Such a working environment does not offer the opportunity for fellowship, the excitement of competition, and the spectacle of innovative rituals.
But the intelligentsia is not solely, or even mainly, to blame.
The larger failure is due to political circumstances.
Knowing well that King Cobra , Kenyatta, and others will not embody innovation at Walter’s level let’s begin to look for a technologically active-positive leader who can succeed them after a term or two.
That way we can make our own stone crushers, water filters, water pumps, razor blades, and harvesters. Or dig our own boreholes without IMF involve.
Let’s dream big and make tractors, cars, and planes,
or, like Walter said, forever remain inferior…
A fundamental transformation of our country from what is essentially non-innovative to a strategic superior African country requires a bold risk-taking educated leader with a triumphalist attitude and we have one in YOU.
Don’t be highly strung and feel insulted by Walter. It is like shooting the messenger.
Take a moment and think about our country.
Our journey from 1963 has been marked by tears. It has been an emotionally overwhelming experience.
Each one of us has lost a loved one to poverty, hunger, and disease.
The number of graves is catching up with the population.
It’s time to change our political culture. It’s time for Zambian , Kenyans and other Africans intellectuals to cultivate an active-positive progressive movement that will change our lives forever.
Don’t be afraid or dispirited, rise to the challenge and salvage the remaining….
Use Africa to substitute Zambia/Zambian in the article and it holds true for all Africa/Africans.
Fact or fiction?
Just ponder.
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