Working as a Consultant

With apologies to all who call themselves consultants. I am not having a go at you.

Leadership Development

When I finished paid work, one of my options was to set up as a consultant. Many people I worked with have done so, even before retiring and with the advent of the NDIS are getting as much work as they want. That however felt like work so I chose the volunteer route, still “working” and using my skills but consulting by transferring knowledge and skills where they might be most valuable (not that they wouldn’t be valued in Australia but supply is sufficient, whereas in Tanzania, the supply may be available but the resources to contract are not).

Having worked with consultants as well as contracted them, the prepartion is important in terms of defining what you want as the final outcome and ensuring the consultant has the necessary experience to deliver. There are many jokes about consultants. I remember attending a management program in 1993, where the presenter was paid $3,200 daily to deliver the the course. Obscene isn’t it? Good program, great content and excellent delivery but even for government that was over the top. When I asked him how much work he did he told me that basically consultants are unemployed between jobs. Still at $3200 a day back then it didn’t require many days annually to live well.

The United Nations publish their rates for consultants in Africa which ranges from US$79-145,000 annually(AU$120-220,000 pa or AU$120-210 per hour as a consultant) for someone from new to established experience. NGOs base their rates on what they can pay but getting international consultants even at a fraction is out of the reach of the church. UN and other expatriates employed in developing countries receive western salaries which locals could not conceive. In Australia $100 an hour is not a lot of money for a consultant as NGOs and many churches pay rates like this to contract consultants for specific projects. An example was a$200/hour expert to advise on database management in my last job, which BTW was cheap.

One trick I learned when asked to consult to an NGO to write policies about 12 years ago while working, was that once you have done the work once it is only a search and replace to adapt the policy for another client. In the end I did the work through my then employer in the disability agency I worked for, charged the actual cost of typing up our agency policies in the name of the client, added a percentage markup and the client (another NGO) was happy, our agency had developed a relationship and the policies supplied were able to assist the client with a tender. I later went to do some actual consulting for this disability agency (pro-bono) and served on their board after suggesting they needed me on it. Of course, they could have engaged a professional consultant, paid an arm and a leg and ended up with a report to implement which from my work with them would have been impossible at the time. So consulting is not an exact science and you will get different outcomes depending on how the consultant identies the situation and how to solve any problems as the following meme suggests.

My six months in working in Tanzania last year impressed on me the lack of capacity the Diocese of Mara has in basic management and leadership. While senior staff at the diocesan office have adequate skills to manage their portfolios, it was obvious to me that the next level down such as heads of schools, vocational colleges and other institutions were good at their technical jobs but most had been placed in management roles with no training or development. This was not unlike the NSW Public Service of the 1970s to early 1990s that I worked in. Then the changes came.

So on my return this year I negotiated with the bishop to run a Leadership course which would lead to a certificate of Christian Leadership from Bunda Bible College. Whilst not accredited by the government, there are hundreds if not thousands of vocational colleges and other institutes of learning that provide training and skills without accreditation by the Tanzanian government. So out came my consulting hat.

So I have no shame in acknowledging how helpful Google has been in filling the content once I had identified what the important elements of this six week program were to be.

Leadership development, to run over six weeks for one day a week would be unaffordable for most individuals in Tanzania. So in developing and advertising the program I opted to run it on a Saturday so only people who were truly motivated would come in their own time, rather than attending in work time. It wouldn’t distract from schools and other places operations. Compensation was zero (no pay or time in lieu) and the only benefit would be a certificate awarded at the end. I expected maybe ten to a dozen may sign up. Sign up procedures were not as I had expected and it was not till the day prior (12 May) that I had any idea of the numbers. To my surprise I was informed by the diocesan secretary that somewhere between 25-30 people had indicated their interest. The program would alternate between Bunda and Musoma which are seventy kilometres or 75 minutes apart. This meant three weeks for travel for people in each location plus cost of bus fares. The first week was at Bunda.

I developed a program based on a very simple management or supervision program I had done in the 1970s as a newly graduated nurse and for which I still remembered the acronym, so it had it’s desired impact even fifty years later. I have since donemany management courses and a Masters in Management so I had the necessary knowledge, but more importantly the experience to faciliate such a program.

In reading for preparation I read about culture. The first week would include a session on guilt/innocence culture (in which we in the west operate) and the honour/shame culture (that many African and Asian and other societies operate in ) and its impact on leadership.

My major concern about running this program was about participation and involvement and would I have enough material to share? So great idea but lots of doubts prior to week one along the following lines.

Week one had my doubts melt like ice on a hot day. Not only did 25 individuals attend including twelve who travelled to get there, but the level of engagement was outstanding. I did emphasise to all that this was not a compulsory program, it was their own time and I would not be offended if they chose not to attend again, especially if they thought there was no value in the time spent today.

On arrival at Bunda Bible College, I instructed all desks to be removed from the room. What will we write on I was asked. I explained this was not a classroom, I was not a teacher and the learning would come from their participation. Great reluctance to comply as this is a culture that expects didactic learning and in fact that is how sschool students learn (chalk and talk).

My first topic on World Views or how culture affects leadership extended over three hours, much more than I had anticipated. The discussion was insightful for me. A separate blog will come about this once I process everything that I learned. The following slide raised a lot of issues as we role played scenarios and discussed the difference between how they operate as opposed to me in various facets of behaviour – communication providing the best examples.

Other subjects covered included Management or Leadership?, What is a Leader?, Jesus as a Leader, My Role as Leader, How Does God Want Me to Lead?
What Does Mara Diocese Expect of Me as a Leader?, Leaders – born or made? and Leadership styles. Presented on 15 of the 25 slides and the wrap up was generally positive as each was asked to identify one learning from the day.

Cultures and their attributes – from a Biblical lens

A follow up email a few days afterwards with a copy of the slides and that was week 1 done and dusted. I received eight or nine replies thanking me for the day and telling me they were backing up for week two, a fortnight after the initial session.

Session two (they are fortnightly) was on 27 May. The topic was planning and I find planning boring, so I was hoping I could present material that made it interesting. Amazingly thirty four (34) turned up for session two and three from the first session did not return. Eight of the new attendees were from one school which did not get the message as their head was away when news was circulated.

Topics covered in this session, after a brief review of the previous session included What is Planning?, Types of plans, Strategic planning, SWOT Analysis, Long- and short-term plans, Budgets and planning, Forecasting, Contingency and Risk Plans. As boring as I thought this sounded I had sponges sitting before me soaking this information up. A few videos, working in groups to consider aspects of a SWOT analysis and lots of discussion made this as interesting as the subject of planning could possibly be.

Completing as much planning material (as I could deliver) I opened up again on culture. Again this led to quite animated discussion and disagreement, which in this context is almost unkown. More material for said blog about worldviews, culture and leadership. However we were thirty minutes over my planned conclusion but they were engaged!

Feedback after the group exercise

The last two weeks have been routine and busy. Another laptop which I arranged to bring across was handed over to the Bunda accountant who is very impressed after using it for a week. On Sunday 21 May I preached my second sermon on Ruth at the English service. It is only four chapters but jam packed as a tragedy which blossoms into a love story and history of the ancestry of Jesus.

Nickson receives his “new” five year old laptop from Nguti the IT wizard here

The day after the above photo was my birthday and I was unwell. The day following I spent time at the Coptic Centre on a drip and confirmation that malaria had struck again. Twenty four hours later fine, but tired. It has been a wet as opposed to dry, wet season so the mozzies are in force.

The weekend was quiet but I did entertain the IT guy for dinner together with Juliana who has moved into the bishop’s house. Marriage is on the agenda for both of them so in this culture arranging meetings like this is par for the course (and it was suggested I might facilitate this).She came to take a job and the bishop has offered her a spare room. He is her Godfather (not in the mafioso sense).

Nguti and Juliana after dinner

I have also been trying to get the MU Hostel finalised and visited there a few times. The staff has decided to replace the roof with funds left over from donations before COVID which are still in Australia. This involves getting fundis to quote the work. There was more money than anticipated so apart from the roof, some painting and other work will improve this hostel no end and make it much more pleasant for the twenty plus girls who live there.

A new matron started and is a fascinating woman. Disabled since birth, she trained as an pastor and was someone I saw ordained last August. I gave her a goat, purchased after the service which was part of the offering. She told me she raised him until he was big enough to sell then bought a amle and female kid with the proceeds and banana plants to start a garden. Two days later when I visited again here she was with her treadle sewing machine, telling me she was a tailor previously. She preached at the Wednesday afternoon service and has a big booming voice. Heard her again in the cathedral Sunday and she is good in presentation and ceertainly appreciated by congregants.

Not your average Anglican pastor.
Footings down all dug by hand in two days

Women are equally employed and work probably harder than the guys. That’s 20kgs of dirt

An overnight to Bunda to arrange two meetings on Friday including a video conference to Australia with the principal of the Bible college to discuss IT in theological education and contributing to a workshop for bookkeepers working in all institutions. The surprise there was that what was to be a workshop for Bunda only turned into a whole diocese workshop with over 25 there. Nickson, the Bunda accountant did an amazing presentation (all in Swahili) but was confident, well organised and had good material.

And that is the fortnight.

After two Weeks Back to Work

My latest three weeks since the Aussie visitors left

Having two weeks away from the office meant routines disrupted. While in Kigali I was able to head to the hotel gym each morning to use the treadmill but escorting the Australian visitors afforded no opportunity to exercise so it was good on the first day back (Saturday) to be out with the dogs at the new time of 5.45 am.

Simba and Tiger

I had a wedding to attend that day so off to the hairdresser where I sat next to the groom and his groomsman who I knew quite well. As these guys were getting facials I was impressed and had one too, together with a pedicure. I couldn’t believe how calm they were a few hours out from the wedding.

Weddings are a big community event and I wondered how the wedding I attended last year was such a lavish affair. A committee or committees are formed which organise everything. A minimum contribution is made by committee members which in this was was TZS 40,000 (AU$25). That also secures an seat at the table. Double that for a couple.

So venue hire, catering, decorations, food, drinks are all arranged by the committee in consultation with the couple. It is actually a pretty good way of ensuring couples are celebrated. This wedding had 400 catered and a committee of 200. Many who came to the reception were not at the church as they were busy at the venue getting it all set up.

First days back from Monday 1 May were busy, just catching up, sorting some of the computers that had arrived in my absence including laptops for distribution. It is amazing to think a 5-6 year old laptop here is considered new. An inventory by the IT guy listed all desktops at BBC and I was amazed to see Dell desktops as old as 2006. Something to be said about Dell quality.

On Thursday a group of 13 clergy from the Diocese of Central Tanganyika based in Dodoma 1,000kms away travelled to the region, ostensibly to see Lake Victoria and visit various churches while here. All 13 travelled in one 4WD Landrover with baggage on the roof. They were welcomed at the morning service.

I was scheduled to travel to Bunda and due to a mix up I ended up driving long distance for the first time in Tanzania with two staff also going to Bunda Girls School for the groundbreaking ceremony for the new staff accommodation. While there I was meeting with the builder and others to discuss future plans and to add one duplex to the two already approved.

So it was a walk around the grounds, meet the builder, visit the computer room to discuss IT needs and plans to provide additional computers for the school once some second hand small desktops (28 of them) that I had arranged to be brought across by the visitors were set up at the theological college which would provide their old desktops for basic PC literacy to the schools..

This parcel box from Australia Post contains 2 desktop boxes 18cm2 and 4cm height. 8gb of RAM and minimum 128 GB SSD. Being disposed of as laptops replaced these almost new computers after Covid. 23 will go to Bunda Bible College once screens obtained.

The grounbreaking ceremony

The drive back had a routine stop at Kiabakari which has fruit and vegetable markets. The photos tell the story of how desperate women are to make a sale.

On Friday night I was invited to dinner at Philibia’s parents home. Philibia is the young woman many generously supported last year to have a life saving heart operation. I saw her a few weeks earlier before the trip to Kigali when she came up to me after a wedding, wanted a selfie and I asked who she was. That is how much she had changed. Dinner was to say thanks and I also was presented with a live chicken.

Having felt tired since the return from Kigali and the week with the visitors, runny nose and reports that three of them had returned home with COVID, I took a RAT test on the weekend and again Monday which were both negative. It was a slow start to week two and by Wednesday I was down at the Coptic Medical Centre concerned after aches and pains that I had once again made friends with the local mosquitos. No, said the blood slide and the doctor. You have a URTI. Antibiotics, anti-histamines and Vitamin B plus panadol. I hadn’t had a head cold like it for years. It was a slow few days, although Saturday was big with the first of six leadership workshops I was faciliatting. Getting details of numbers was difficult and by Friday afternoon, I was told somewhere between 25-30 had signed up!. Much more than the smaller group I had expected may take out Saturdays for six weeks to come in their own time. I will blog about this separately. My head, a week later is still processing what I learned. The topic for week one was How Culture Impacts Leadership.

Another Anglican Aid laptop finds a grateful new owner as Nickson, the Bunda accountant receives a formatted laptop from Nguti

My flu like symptoms were not improving. I met the bishop to discuss priorities for my remaining eight weeks here. The strategic plan is a must do. However he would like a draft after all the consultations from last year then gather a group to review it. We also discussed financial training which I will do with the Bunda accountant and an audit recently completed on an institution. Certainly bishops lead lonely lives and have difficult roles here in Africa.

Wednesday was my birthday and I let it pass unnoticed here after last year. At 1.30am Thursday morning I awoke unabe to sleep again and lay there for hours sweating, knowin I now have malaria.. I was slow getting up and called at 9.30 for a driver to take me to the hospital. They just call me Eddie now. I am a regular. Dr Peter saw me, ordered a Vitamin B drip and a blood test. I slept for a couple of hours as the drip fed through and learned at the end that yes, it is malaria and drugs prescribed and off I was home after five hours. The drip and the injection of the painkiller did their job, as I was feeling much better.

And so my week ended on Friday with sermon preparation for Sunday 21 May and a quiet weekend. The bishop left Friday night for a week in Dodoma.

The Last Day, African Drums and Dinner

People ask me would I climb Kilimanjaro a second time and the answer is a definite no. Would I do this again. Definitely.

This trip started out as a hope that enough people attending a conference in Kigali would be sufficiently motivated to add on a week to visit the real Africa. In the end 18 intrepid travellers signed up. While it was a tough week travel wise with late arrivals in Nairobi after a week of conferencing and an early morning start from Nairobi on that first morning, most people seemed to have survived (is that the right word) a busy schedule.

So the last morning needed some discipline to have everyone on the bus ready to leave by 7am. And the tour group was ready, the driver was on but where was the bus owner? He had been a bit too leisurely as I hunted him down and eventually we were on the road by 7.07am. Some needed a “short stop” as the Tanzanians called it so about an hour from Mwanza we stopped at a petrol station I had stopped at a a bus trip which had facilities.

Our “short stop” stop. Buses operate as freight carriers as well as passengers

Eventually the outskirts of Mwanza, Tanzania’s second biggest city emerged in heavy traffic and street side markets as we made our way to Mwanza International Airport to drop off Kim, Jim and Lim as they identified themselves from university days for their flight to Bukoba. Lucy Lim is Executive Director of Anglican Relief and Development Australia and cut her teeth at Anglican Aid for five years prior to being appointed as the first full time director of this fledgling Anglican development agency, which I had worked with since 2013. The two agencies complement each other and are not in competition serving different Anglican communities in Australia. The Roberts family were also dropped for their flight as they extended their stay on the island of Zanzibar. Final group photos and farewells.

Farewells to six of our fellow travellers while the rest of us head off to Nyakato Bible College. Bishop Ntuza (left 2nd fromend) met us to direct us to the college

Our final official visit was to Nyakato Bible School which we had heard about the previous evening from Helen Hoskins who had taught there forty years previously. As we made our way to the city outskirts it was not difficult to imagine how isolated Nyakato would have been forty years ago before the advent of sealed roads, motor vehicles, electricity and other infrastructure. Now a bustling city, Nyakato could be described as being a village back then. However here was this reasonably well preserved relic surrounded by suburbia and traffic with a welcome party to greet us singing of course. The access road could not be navigated by the bus which stayed on the road as we walked up the track to the college chapel and grounds. Speaking to Helen Hoskins two weeks later she commented on how well preserved building constructed in the 1980s were, an observation not missed by me.

Nyakato view

Again warm hospitality, choirs, an introduction about Victoria Nyanza Diocese and lunch. We each were presented with a college T-shirt and were able to provide gifts to senior staff of the diocese. Craig Roberts and Dominic Steele spent time over lunch explaining how QR Codes work as Anglican Youthworks donated free resources able to be downloaded on WhatsApp. As the college has n internet this will be a challenge.

Three others due to fly out that evening came back to the hotel with us to wait while others booked in and relaxed by the pool. Jodie McNeill had been chasing an African drum and Misoji at the diocese rang to let me know she had found a drum maker in Mwanza. She was asked to send him down and we would reimburse his boda boda fare even if the drum was not purchased. Thirty minutes later the African version of Uber Drums rolls up with a pair of drums of different sizes. Sold. Both of them. Another person enquired and he said he could get more. This time he came prepared wit a larger number but sadly only one further sale made. Getting through cistoms was no problem (this is writtentwo weeks after the entourage returned). Declared and waved through. Mandy as a music teacher was most excited and the sales guy hand makes these himself.

Dinner that night was a casual affair. The Malaika Hotel sits over Lake Victoria with spectacualr views. Bishop Ntuza and Bishop Johnson Chinyong’ole from Shinyanga (three hours distance) joined us as Archbishop Kanishka Raffel was also staying the night.

For the Other Cheek’s Take on the final day and a summary of the trip read Taking leave of Africa but will Africa really leave me?

2024 beckons as I ponder doing it all again. An evaluation survey will inform the positives and negatives and where improvements can be made. It was great organising this and great to see the excitement of locals who valued people coming to visit and learn. For some locals old friendships of twenty plus years were renewed as Doroth and Fional serendipitously met people they had known from Dodoma when they lived there as missionaries.

People ask me would I climb Kilimanjaro a second time and the answer is a definite no. Would I do this again. Definitely.

A Public Holiday, Bible College Visit and Farewell Dinner

Following this an emotional Arcbishop Kanishka Raffel spoke movingly stating “Helen, some of us have known of your work for as long as we have been Christians,” Archbishop Kaniska Raffel replied. “That’s certainly true in my case.  

“We thank and honour you for your 40 years of service in this country. We know you are not a super Christian but a faithful and obedient one.”

April 26 each year is a public holiday in Tanzania celberating Union Day which marked the beginning of modern day Tanzania as Zanzibar and Tanganyika merged to become a united country. The Shalom Opening had originally been scheduled for this day, however arrangements canged once it became clear a public holiday could not be the official opening of a school.

Our tour group had a late morning and did not have to be at Bunda Bible College till 9am. A lazy breakfast at our motel was the order of the day.

Breakfast was western style with crepes can you believe it?

We were greeted at Bunda Bible College by a large welcome sign and warmly received by the Principal Canon Alpha Lugoley, his staff and over 70 full time students with an honour guard.

A church service in English commenced proceedings with the tour group and the Archbishop of Sydney, Kanishka Raffel together for the first time at a scheduled event. This allowed students at the college to demonstrate their studies in a practical way as they led, prayed, read the Bible and preached as well as sang. The student choir did their thing, including a song thanking Anglican Aid for their support. A number of our group commented on hearing the word sponsorship in a song for the first time.

From there the group broke into three. A number stayed to hear the Archbishop speak to students and undertake a tour of the facilities. The Roberts family including 15 year old Ruby headed to Bunda Girls School where Ruby dressed in her Roseville College uniform spend the day with girls. Her school has a relationship with both BGSS and Shalom primary. Her family had brought a suitcase of books from Sydney to donate to the school library, which is in need of books in English. Apart from books, Ruby brought letters from girls in Australia which Bunda Girls students will reply to and Helen Hoskins will deliver on her return.

The impact of this visit on her is captured by journalist John Sandeman in his article on The Other Cheek

Education Secretary Misoji,Ruby, Principal Tupone, Libby and Craig Ruby’s parents presenting books to BGSS from Roseville College

Another group of three accompanied Helen Hoskins who took them to Shalom Primary School unannounced. Only students boarding were in attendance. The small group left impressed at the standard of English of these young children. Both schools are English medium schools, highly valued in Tanzania.

A number remained at BBC to hear the Archbishop speak to students and field questions. John Sandeman reported on this in his blog on The Other Cheek

After lunch a number returned to the hotel to rest after what had been a busy five days. Others ventured to the Girls Brigade Centre established in 2010 by CMS missionary Helen Hoskins and now project managed byAnglican Aid.

Robin Vonk came with a shopping list for his three daughters and ordered dresses for them from the GB Centre. The photos show the result.

Mary, Mary and Magdalena made dresses in order from youngest to oldest daughters above

The evening had a planned dinner and formal handover of Helen Hoskins’ house to the diocese dedicated by the Archbishop of Sydney. Prior to this interviews were conducted with the bishop of Mara and Dange Wangoya a 73 you still lecturing at Bunda Bible College. The significance of the interviews is that both men cam from the same remote rural village still only accessible by 4WD or motorcycle, no electricty or water and very remote. Both men studied overseas. Sange gained degrees in Oakhill in London and a Masters in Wycliffe Canada and Bishop George obtained a PhD in the USA. They spoke about the role that missionaries played in bringing the gospel to their areas and how both were impacted by missionaries. Bishop George speaks about Helen Hoskins as his first Bible Teacher.

Sange Wangoya, Bishop George being interviewed.

Helen Hoskins spoke about her forty years in Tanzania and the various houses she has lived in before constructing the Strawberry Pink Villa. The Other Cheek provides much more detail about this.

Following this an emotional Arcbishop Kanishka Raffel spoke movingly stating “Helen, some of us have known of your work for as long as we have been Christians,” Archbishop Kaniska Raffel replied. “That’s certainly true in my case.  

“We thank and honour you for your 40 years of service in this country. We know you are not a super Christian but a faithful and obedient one.”

And finally gifts were given as the evening concluded with a fashion display highlighting the new clergy collars which will debuat at local parishes and hopefully synod 23.

A 7am departure for Mwanza next day for those flying at 11.30am concluded an early evening.

A School Opening and Serengeti

The intrepid tour group was scheduled to spend the day driving through the Serengeti National Park, while I and one member who had to return to Australia for a meeting later this week drove straight to Bunda for the opening of Shalom Pre and Primary School.

The intrepid tour group was scheduled to spend the day driving through the Serengeti National Park, while I and one member who had to return to Australia for a meeting later this week drove straight to Bunda for the opening of Shalom Pre and Primary School. My drive all on tarred road was about an hour. The Serengeti was rain affected so the tour group had to retuen to the gate they entered through for an extended drive.

They were up at 4.30am for early breakfast, then a three hour drive to the park entrance via Mugumu Safe House which the church operates to support girls fleeing FGM. An interview with a girl resident since 2019 is disturbing (trigger warning).

John Sandeman has written about the Serengeti in “The two sides of Africa: a safe house and Serengeti” so have a read of the Other Cheek to get his take on the day. Tourists visitin the national park would be horrified to know this ancient practice is still practised where they are visiting.

As I indicated the rain required alternative arrangements for baggae for nineteen to be conveyed to the next accommodation in Bunda. Bishop Mwita Akiri generously provided a school bus for a school opening in June for the cost of petrol.

Two police roadside checks and a customs border stop and we were in Bunda in time in time but the Bishop and special guest of honour opening the School Archbishop Kanishka Raffel from Sydney were running a bit late.

The day was full with speeches and children entertaing guests after the opening. If you would like to see all photos and video click the link. The kids dance welcoming us can be viewed separately. Here are some to to look at.

Ret Bishop Hilkiah Omindo, Canon Helen Hoskins, ABp Kanishka Raffell, Bishop George Okoth and diocesan and school staff. Principal Joyce Baringere left in red and green

The Serengeti group saw animals and lots of rain. The park had few tourists which I have since learned is not unusual during the wet season. They did not arrive back till 7pm two hours later than planned. Dinner and an early night in a hotel.

Monday (day 3) to Rorya and Mara

18 travellers some with specific interests, so on Monday, day 3 of the tour the group split into two. 13 plus myself travelled the 75 minutes to Mara Diocese in Musoma. Five visited Rorya.

The group visits two dioceses

Dining room at Mogabiri

18 travellers some with specific interests, so on Monday, day 3 of the tour the group split into two. 13 plus myself travelled the 75 minutes to Mara Diocese in Musoma. Five visited Rorya.

In Rorya Lucy Lim Executive Director of Anglican Relief and Development Australia with the Kellys visited Nyamusi, a village where they had supported the church in a feeding program at a school and where a mission had recently taken place and a church established.

Michael who works for Anglican Aid visited Kowak Bible College to meet staff and see the college facilities.

Robin Vonk’s family has provided sponsorship to a now 17 year old youth for over ten years. Through some perseverance he was able to negotiate a visit to the young man and his family and spent the best part of the day with him as well as visiting the main centre where child sponsorships are co-ordinated by the Mennonite Church.

Robin greeted by students at the local village near Shirati
Robin meets the young man his family has supported for over ten years

Meanwhile the group to Musoma had a varied day. Greeted in the bishop’s office where the customary signing of the visitor’s book occurred we then visited the Mother’s Union Sewing Centre, the cathedral and to the old cathedral for a meeting with heads of departments. The speakers each spoke for 5-7 minutes outlining the roles of Youth, Evangelism, Mothers’ Union, Education, Link and Development and Secretary’s departments to give an overview of governance and structure.

Rev Jotham Odongo in his seventies and retired spoke of the early days and the role Australians had in developing the church and building the actual building we were meeting in.

Bishop George and members who visited Mara Diocese

We then went across the road to Rehema Cafe and Tailoring Centre Lunch was a western style meal (the only western cafe for hundreds of kilometres) and some people had measurements for shirts and skirts taken to be hand tailored and delivered by Wednesday.

John measured up for a shirt

After lunch visits were arranged to two villages. Mothers’ Union or Umaki took a group to Kiabakari about 40 minutes south on sealed roads. Four of us visited Mugango with a short stop at Nyakatende on the way back. This provided an experience few tourists would ever have of seeing village life. At Mugango we had a welcome afternoon tea in Pastor Francis’ earthen floored house and then went to the church where choir members sang for us. Pastor Francis has a Jonah like story which can be viewed here translated to English.

We visited a youth program where brick making was developed as an income generating activity. From digging the clay, forming it and letting it dry before baking in a locally made kiln this prepared us for Nyakatende.

From Mugango to Nyakatende which was unscheduled but requested by the Bishop. This was interesting for a number of reasons. The church building is basic but the pastor walks 20kms to the church as the house they commenced building some years ago used unbaked bricks. Well the rain came and depsite having the walls up to window height, all the efforts were washed away with the rain.

Meanwhile the group visiting Kiabakari met Mothers’ Union choirs and visited a church being constructed.

Then back to Mogabiri for our last night. There are many things I have seen transported on motor bikes but the following photo is the first tme I’ve seen a bike transporting a cow.

Bishop Mwita Akiri arranged a farewell dinner for us together with many staff and clergy. Dominic and Catherine Steele celebrated 30 years of marriage and this was recognised by the bishop who congratulated them. Dinner ws an extravagant display of hospitality.

The following day was to be a Serengeti Drive to Bunda while I made my way there separately for the opening of Shalom School. The plan to load the bus this evening was thwarted by looming clouds so an alternative transport for the bags was hastily arranged.

To view journalist John Sandeman’s take on today visit The Other Cheek

Sunday is Church. And What an Experience!

Sundays is church in Tanzania and it is a big and sometimes long event. We had church, gifts and a lavish dinner from our host. Mostly in pictures.

Three cathedrals in Rorya, Tarime and Musoma and three village churches in Tarime. Services ran for an hour to three hours in the cathedrals. Visitors visited the following churches (Taken froma whatsapp message)

Jodie McNeill – Musoma with Kim Kelly, Mandy and Eddie

David Morgan Rorya Cathedral preaching with Jim K, Lucy Lim amd Michael Charles

Rev Robin Vonk Tarime Cathedral preaching
Dr Dorothy Prentice Tarime Cathedral 8.30am translator
John Sandeman Tarime GAMASARA Parish
Barbara Stephens Tarime GAMASARA Parish 9.30am
Craig Roberts Tarime KITAGASEMBE Parish 9am
Elizabeth Roberts Tarime KITAGASEMBE Parish
Ruby Roberts Tarime KITAGASEMBE Parish
Fiona McLean Tarime NYANSURURA Parish 9.00am
Kevin Barraclough Tarime NYANSURURA Parish 9am
Steele’s 9.30am Tarime

The photos tell the stories although Rorya and Tarime photos are scarce.

Rorya is a Diocese which was established in 2010 out of mara Diocese. It covers one government district and on my first visit in 2017 had no electricty and water was fetched from a nearby creek. Anglican Aid has undertaken some water projects supplying wells including one in a village near the cathedral. The first bishop died in 2020 and Bishop Musa Yamo Masala (Musa) was installed as bishop in 2021,, having come from Mara Diocese where he was principal of Bunda Bible College

Unfortunately the group going to Rorya had a flat tyre five minutes from the church but still got a full service with unbelieveably 15 choirs.

To view a video of David Morgan preaching (well the start) just click

To exerience some of the music at Rorya just click and watch two conservative middle aged Sydney Anglican men transformatively worship like the locals click above. This may change worship music and style in Sydney for the better. Apparently Lucy Lim was airlifted by the locals but I am told no visual evidence of this is available.

Robyn Vonk preached at St Luke’s Cathedral in Tarime with Dorothy Prentice translating for him.

Robin Vonk and Dorothy Prentice on the steps of St Luke’s Cathedral Tarime with the translator

Meanwhile in Musoma Jodie McNeill preached and gave an invitation to anyone who would like Jesus to be their good shepherd. A young man responded and Jodie later had the privilege of baptising him after lunch after the Dean asked if he would be willing to do that. I took photos and videos so the following will give a flavour of what all others experienced in cathedral worship.

Interviews of visitors during announcements – Kim Kelly, Helen Hoskins (translating), Mandy McNeill and Jodie McNeill. Rev Canon Gaspar Kasanda translated the sermon.

Communion
The Fire choir

Videos can be viewed by clicking on the links below

All photos in the album are here for those wanting more

After the service the church elders provided lunch and a time of greeting each other. A meeting about partnerships occurred (at their instigation). The hospitality extended to gifts being given to each of us.

Then the young man who had made a public commitment in response to the message was baptised by Jodie the video of which can be seen at the link.

Prior to leaving Musoma, the group visited the Bishop’s house (where I am staying) before heading off to Tarime in threatening weather. Apparently it bucketed down hail as well as rain during the choir festival, put on especially for the Archbishop of Sydney. We arrived in miserable conditions in waterlogged grounds. 500 young people were in the church on the property singing away. Those there described it and the rain in superlatives.

Bishop Mwita Akiri, his wife Mukami and daughters Mugure and Mbayo hosted all 19 of us in their home for a late dinner. Akiri’s home he built many years ago but was based in Dodoma for over ten years. His wife and daughters still live there but came up (1,000kms by bus) to greet us. Again prodigious hospitality under a covered African alfresco sky.

Mukami, Mugure and Mbayo Akiri

For journalist John Sandeman’s take on the day read The Other Cheek He was at the choir festival and has photos.

The Looong Road – Nairobi to Tarime

Saturday was always going to be a challenging day given the drive from Nairobi to Tarime was estimated to be ten hours.

Saturday was always going to be a challenging day given the drive from Nairobi to Tarime was estimated to be ten hours. Having met with the bus owner a month prior and mapped out the route the eight hour rute with some stops would get to Tarime in 10 hours allowing for some breaks along the way.

While no photos were taken of the guesthouse the following photo tells all you need to know about health education in Africa. Eat more sugar everyone!

Having driven this route in 2014 from Tanzania after visiting Masaii Mara I knew the road was all sealed. The shorter route provided the advantage of seeing the Great Rift Valley which was about an hour out of Nairobi. Our departure was an hour late as we loaded the top of the bus. No tarps for the rainy season!

The drive through Nairobi was an eye opener for many as we saw slums and shanty towns and multi story buildings built where shanties once existed. Being early Saturday morning we avoided the terrible traffic I remember of my previous visits to Nairobi.

The viewpoint of the Great Rift Valley was spectacular and littered with tourist “shops.”

The drive gave views of agricultural life as we saw farms that had tractors growing large areas of maize, millet and other crops. Kenya is relatively well developed compared to rural Tanzania and even the towns we passed looked more propserous.

First stop after the viewpoint was Narok for petrol which is obviously a tourist stop that allowed some shopping. The owner and driver located a large tarp for the bus just in case.

Lunch was to be at Kisii but as the clouds increased the bus stopped at a largish town which could have been Bomet or Keroka. The driver and owner set to cover the luggage with a large tarp. We took lunch here and had a break. Given what lay ahead this was a lucky decision. Kisii as it turns out was still an hour away and we would have been eating at 3pm. People were not afraid to order and some even ate traditional African food! The chicken and chips photo is the KFC alternative outside Nairobi.

And then it rained soon after leaving for the drive to Kisii. The rain was incredible in its intensity and the volume of water on the roads. Photos were impossible. We saw motorcycle taxis with umbrellas attached to the front, providing scant protection from the downpour. Driving through Kisii was an adventure as the main road was blocked and we drove along dirt roads on the side through a very long sliver of a city that seemed to go forever.

Back on to rural areas but at a reduced speed to allow for the conditions.The driver was excellent. It was intended to be at the Isibania border by 4pm. The best laid plans …. saw us driving to the border after dark and entering a one stop shop. In the entry door, Kenyan desk to exit the country then onto the Tanzanian desk to present visas and enter our destination country. Some hiccups as the Kenyans asked for the tour leader and I was summonsed to be told tour operators need to provide a manifest before arrival so they can plan.

“We are just nineteen individuals on a private tour. I did have a list which I provided to be aked why is this not on the company letterhead? Our administrative probles and those who had no printed visas were hotspotted to getthe visas off phones and we were away in 75 minutes. Pretty good by African standards. A quick stop at an ATM so people could buy Tanzanian shillings and then thirty minutes in driving rain which became 45 minutes to Tarime. Liaison with the bishop and the decision was get off the bus and straight to dinner. He did make mention of getting us gumboots!

We would have appreciated gumboots on arrival as we left the bus. A huge number of church members who worked at Mogabiri greeted us. We were ushered to the dining room as others unloaded our luggage. After dinner our luggae was carried across the wet grass to our various accommodation units.

Mogabiri is a farm training centre. A good write up about it was done by Goshen College students who spent time here as students. The official website names it as Mogabiri Farm Extension Centre operated as a ministry of the Anglican Church and supported by Bread for the World (Brot fur de Welt) Germany.

Sunday was discussed over dinner. We had three cathedrals that pastors on our trip were preaching at. Jodie McNeill for Mara Diocese Musoma meant an early start at 6.50am, David Morgan at Rorya didn’t need to leave till 8.15am and Robin Vonk struck the jackpot staying at Tarime with a 9am start. Three local parishes were to be visited by three groups as well so all in all our 19 people were visiting six churches.

We were able to sleep soundly with top notch security looking after us. Oh and the rain just kept coming.

Former SMH journalist and Eternity News Editor John Samdeman was a surprise addition to the tour. Read his take on the day “Checking my White Privilege on the Gafcon-Tiki Tour.”

Gafcontiki Tours Tanzania – Local Volunteer becomes a Tour Operator

On becoming a tour operator in Kenya and Tanzania. What was I thinking!~

What Was I Thinking? What Possessed them to Go?

Everything about this seems wrong. Everything. What if I could convince people from Australia to come to Tanzania after the conference in Kigali to visit the church on the ground and see the real Africa? It was an ambitious thought for someone not known as ambitious.

From April 2022 I was in Musoma, Tanzania volunteering with the Anglican Diocese of Mara at the invitation of Bishop George Okoth, who I had come to know through my work at Anglican Aid. Prior to departing Australia, I remembered the post GAFCON tour of Israel organised by a pastor from Sydney which was professionally organised by Sam, a guide who gave us lots of insights in the land of Jesus.

The issue for me was Jesus didn’t set foot in Tanzania, I am not a tour guide and this would be cheap as was the 2018 trip to Israel but in areas where 1 star accommodation was luxurious by local standards.

The purpose of doing something as crazy as this was that the Tanzanian church is struggling and its relationships in the UK are tenuous and it needs friends from Australia who might take an interest in partnering through prayer, visits and support through skills and knowledge transfer, training and money. Tanzania at one time had over 100 CMS missionaries here but will soon have one.

The other issue is the Tanzanian church is divided itself. American money, and lots of it is influencing relationship and orthodox bishops are seeking to remain true to the Biblical gospel which is under attack in the western church. Money is a new form of colonialism by imperial powers seeking to overthrow the faith once delivered by them when thy were orthodox.

On arrival last year the task seemed overwhelming and I had lost heart but after communicating with a Sydney pastor who encouraged me I pressed on. I discussed the concept with Bishop Mwita Akiri, chair of GAFCON Tanzania whch counts a dozen members of 28 dioceses. He was supportive as were his fellow bishops in Mara and Rorya Dioceses.

Rather than promoting a tour like tour companies do, this was a personal invitation from the Chair of GAFCON Tanzania and Bishop of Tarime Diocese. The letter was circulated to delagates in Australia registering for the conference while details were arranged. A rough itinerary and two pages of explanation accompanied the letter.

The logistics were complex and I decided the easiest and cheapest option was for people to fly to Nairobi from Kigali after the conference ended and bus it down to Tanzania. A kenyan tour operator who arranged my climb up Kilimanjaro provided quotes and I budgetted a minimum of fifteen by October to be confident of proceeding. However the numbers were thin and that idea was canned. A local bus operator in Tanzania know to the local bishop in Tarime was met prior to my departure in October and discussions occurred about his capacity to runa bus for a week from Tarime to Nairobi and all planned visits in Tanzania until each person was dropped either at an airport in Mwanza or a hotel.

So while numbers were still thin by November, the Kenyan company was cancelled and once 12 people committed I knew it was on. The bus at 29 seats was going to be limited to 18 plus the driver and I. As numbers increased the cost reduced as the bus hire was split eventually by 19 people.

In concert with the bishops an itinerary was planned. The Archbishop of Sydney, Kanishka Raffel had also been invited by Mara Diocese to come to open Shalom School so it was possible the church would be managing two lots of visitors. This was eventually confirmed.

The early invitation included an overight in Serengeti and when feedback suggested a shorter tour than the 10 days I had initially planned, this was scrapped in favour of a drive through the park while I was at the Shalom opening.

Accommodation was arranged in Tarime at a farm that the church owned which had basic accommodation and meals in a shared dining room. Rustic would be an apt decription with running water and electricity.

People were responsible for their own flights. Everything from Nairobi to Mwanza was covered except lunch on Saturday. The anglican Church Guesthouse in Nairobi was booked and communications with them was excellent. Costs were paid as they occurred so by February all Nairobi costs had been covered in Kenyan shillings. The Tanzanian costs were all budgetted in Tanzanian shillings.

The accommodation in Bunda was a hotel which I spotted opposite the bus stop and when next in Bunda I visited and saw it was opened in 2020 during Covid. Booking six months in advance was a challenge as they had no concept that people booked so far ahead. As numbers increased a local church contact would update the booking each time.

By Christmas all was finalised and barring a pandemic the only financial risk was each person’s Nairobi booking which was paid in advance.

Wise is a foreign exchange provider which made managing the payments a breeze. Costs were minimal compared the normal banking system and each cost was paid in local currency with less than 1% fees and a mid market rate (Banks in Australia charge a spread of 3-5 percent depending on currency). Finalising the accounts was also a breeze as I was able to download all transactions, filtering them by currency.

Final costs were about AU$800 per person with a minor reduction for married couples for accommodationinBunda. The final group was made up of

The group comprised the following:

  • Five ordained clergy and three clergy wives
  • Staff member from Anglican Aid
  • Executive Director Anglican Relief and Development Fund Australia
  • A former missionary to Tanzania now retired and her daughter who grew up there. Both were fluent Swahili speakers.
  • The 15 year old daughter of a clergy couple whose school supports Bunda Girls Secondary School and Shalom School in Bunda
  • Six lay people made up of a married couple, one female and three males (self included).
  • Of the nineteen, two were medical practitioners and two were journalists (one of the clergy was a radio journalist before going into the ministry, the other a former SMH and Eternity Magazine Editor).

Our group of travellers ready to leave Nairobi on Saturday morning 22 April 2023

Our print journalist now posts daily on his blog The Other Cheek kept readers updated daily on what he called the Gafcon tiki tour (Contiki Tours were a rite of passage for young people in the 1970s and 80s. I will be posting about daily activities but if you want a flavour of what is to come John’s articles provide aspects of what occurred daily. My blogs will be pictorial more than editorial.

By the way I don’t begrudge travel agents now charging a fee after experiencing the work involved in travelling arrangements.

GAFCON Conference Kigali

While in Tanzania last year I worked with bishops of three local dioceses within two hours of each other which are all GAFCON aligned. The schism in the global Anglican church was finalised early in 2023 when the Church of England made decisions which the Global South and GAFCON provinces comprising over 80% of the Anglicans globally refused to accept. The Church of England is mother to most of these churches in Asia, Africa and Latin America. They are firmly saying no to revision to fit modern culture. A daily summary of the conference can be viewed which gives a flavour of the four days.

While in Tanzania last year I worked with bishops of three local dioceses within two hours of each other which are all GAFCON aligned. The schism in the global Anglican church was finalised early in 2023 when the Church of England made decisions which the Global South and GAFCON provinces comprising over 80% of the Anglicans globally refused to accept. The Church of England is mother to most of these churches in Asia, Africa and Latin America. They are firmly saying no to revision to fit modern culture. A daily summary of the conference can be viewed which gives a flavour of the four days.

My early arrival was unnecessary as the job I had expected to do was made redundant before I arrived. The Rwandan organisers had everything arranged and were fantatstic.

This allowed Saturday as leisure and so we visited the Genocide Memorial, a week after the weeklong “celebration” memorialising the genocide of 1994 when 1 million (one million people were slaughtered in a genocide only paralled by the Holocaust and Srebrenica in Yugoslavia. I had rushed through here on Good Friday 2014 so it was good to take some hours reflecting and understanding how this genocide occurred. No photos once inside. So little to show apart from the following of the outside and a lunch we had with three international students from Malawi, Ethiopia and Canada after the memorial visit.

My week of the conference is summarised in photos. Many feature Alpha Lugoley my travelling buddy. He is principal of Bunda Bible College and apart from a week in Kenya last year had never been out of Tanzania. I pushed him to meet people as he is naturally reticient and shy so it was good to see him interacting with many. Enjoy the photos. BTW + denotes Bishops and ++ denotes Archbishops.

That is the wrap from GAFCON in Kigali. Next post will be about 18 crazy Aussies trusting me to show them Tanzania.