Annie Brown

Malawi Bound...Again

2011-07-20T11:59:00.000-07:00

"Everybody can be great. Because anybody can serve. You don't have to have a college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and your verb agree to serve. You don't have to know about Plato and Aristotle to serve. You don't have to know Einstein's theory of relativity to serve. You don't have to know the second theory of thermodynamics in physics to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love."
-- Martin Luther King, Jr.

Something else I have learned, is that the people who serve, would be utterly lost without the people that support their service. Through you and your support, WE serve. One year ago this week, I returned "home" from Malawi, Africa. My time there can be summed up as the best worst year of my life (a line I borrowed from my dear friends, the Finnefrocks). For those of you who followed my blog and journal entries, you know that by the time I left Malawi, it was also "home" to me. I learned that I was capable of loving deeper than I ever imagined, I learned that I could dig deep and grow stronger every day, and I humbly learned what it meant to depend on those who supported me, and my kids.

When I left Malawi a year ago, I left a secondary school of 30 students, one classroom, two blackboards, and three teachers. I left confident in the sustainability of a school that was my heart and soul, and knew that with time, energy, and a lot of drive and determination it would one day thrive. I am happy to report that today the COTN Secondary School is home to 65 students, four classrooms (more in progress), a staff of seven, and...well...probably still two blackboards!

One of the most important experiences I had while I tried to integrate myself back into American culture was the opportunities I had to share Malawi with you. All of you asked about the school, the kids, my heart, and most importantly, everyone of you asked, "When are you going back? How can I help?" This helped me to realize the vital role that each one of you had during my time in Malawi.

I am returning this year by myself. This makes it very difficult to take all of the things I would like to take to the kids in the school, orphanages, and village. I am allowed two 50 lb bags. My bags are at capacity at this point. I was able to have uniform shirts made for the students (which fills them with an amazing sense of pride and belonging) as well as various school supplies and needs for day to day life (don't worry, I also found room for water balloons). Thank you, humbly, to all of you who have donated. My trip is paid for thanks to my Income Tax return, and all of the supplies I am taking to this point have been generously donated. I am paying for the shirts, basically on a shirt by shirt basis.

This is where you come in... One of my favorite things to do in Malawi is help provide for families and kids in need as I see them on my daily walks through the village, and as I watch the kids in the homes and at school. It could be providing medical treatment for a sick child, baby formula for a struggling baby, buying flour for a family, tooth brushes for kids in the homes, or even a first pair of shoes for a teenage boy from the village. This year, I would also like to invite you to provide a uniform shirt for a secondary school student. If you feel that you would like to contribute to this part of the journey, I would love to have you play a role. I promise to document every step of the journey, and collect stories and pictures of those you help.

Donations can be made through Hillside Community Church. Donations can be made at: www.hc3.org or they can be mailed to:
Hillside Community Church
103 North Ford Street
Golden, CO
80403

Just be sure to Mention "Annie Brown- Malawi" in the memo.

Thank you again for your support, your prayers, and your belief in me and the children of Malawi.

Thoughts...May 2011

2011-07-20T11:56:00.000-07:00

Malawi is located in South East Africa, and is bordered by Mozambique, Tanzania, and Zambia. Malawi is among the world’s least developed countries, and is listed as one of the world’s ten poorest countries. HIV/AIDS affects one in eleven people in the rural villages and one in seven in the city. As a result of the HIV/AIDS pandemic, one-million children have been orphaned. Malawi has low life expectancy and high infant mortality rates. The average Malawian child attends five years of school…To many these statistics are sad. Perhaps they cause you to count your blessings, thankful for what you have. To most these statistics are simply statistics.

Rebecca, Grace, Chimwemwe, Adija, Promise, Wezzie, Gracious, Patience, Haswell, Dina, Rhoda, Henry, Esenart, Felix, Lidson, Gordo, Lucy, Maggie, Fiskani, Tikambe, Madalitso, Lankford, Doris…to me, these statistics have names, faces, hearts full of hope, eyes full of faith. Each one of these names represents a child with a story to tell.

I spent 14 months in 2009 and 2010 learning the stories, names, faces, and hearts of the people of Malawi. I can only describe it as the best worst year of my life. During my time, I learned what it feels like to be truly desperate, utterly out of control, lonely, dependent and beat up. Ironically, the living definitions of these words taught me the concepts of grace, mercy, patience, faith, love and even peace. Mother Theresa taught us the importance of being faithful in the small things, for in them your strength lies. Faithfully, I followed my calling to Malawi. In the little things like holding a baby or the hand of a child, putting a Band-Aid on a cut, in sitting with someone with whom I could not communicate verbally, I found my true strength.

Most of you know that I am a teacher in Jefferson County, Colorado. I teach because I believe with all of my heart that educated children change the world. I carried this belief with me to Malawi, Africa where I partnered with an orphan care organization to start a secondary school for the children in their care. I wrote curriculum, tutored children, taught the parents, aunties and village leaders about the importance of literacy, hired and trained teachers, fought tooth and nail for books and school supplies, wrote and re-wrote and re-wrote and re-wrote budgets and proposals, made myself known at the Ministry of Education, fought with contractors, sought out resources, developed and taught lessons in my strange accent, and even shaved heads in my role as “Educational Consultant”.

I also walked hundreds, if not, thousands of miles with the hand of a child in mine. I became a part of their hearts and they became a part of mine. Their stories, their eyes, their sheer hope and determination became the driving force behind my actions in a position that I could not have filled on my own. I quickly learned that God does not call the equipped, and I quickly found peace in the realization that He equips the called. In miracle after miracle that I witnessed and received, it was made clear to me that He does in fact, equip the called.

Of course, I have a million stories. Yet every time I begin to articulate my journey, one in particular comes to mind. It is the simple story of a Band Aid and it goes like this:
On my first day in Malawi, I went for a walk through the village next to the compound where I would be staying. Children and women ran to me anxious to greet me and hold my hand. One little boy reached out to hold my hand and I noticed he had an oozing cut in his hand. Like a typical American, I rinsed his sore with hand sanitizer and applied a Band Aid faster than he could blink. Soon after, he and his mother were showering me with thanks. They kept telling me that God had sent me to heal the cut and that his hand would be saved, a true miracle! They showered me with praise and humble thank yous. I remember thinking, “Enough already, it is just a Band Aid!” After some time, I came to realize that this is the way Malawians react to most things that they have no access to. A little dramatic I thought, yet in a country where an infected cut can lead to death, I suppose not. I got used to their reactions, bordering on embarrassing. Eventually, I learned to smile and nod…and then one day, I received a gift. A gift that seemed simple to the giver, but humbled me to tears.

It was some time in March or April of 2010. I had run out of support funds and literally had .30 cents to my name. I decided that God was telling me it was time to go back to Colorado. Later that day as I was trying to wrap my head around my situation, preparing to write a letter to my parents asking for a plane ticket home, two American men entered the gate looking for me. They had been in country for three days and were trying to get to a town about 30 kilometers from where I lived. A friend of a friend had told them about me and assured them that they could get in touch with me if they needed any help. Consequently, there was a diesel fuel shortage in the country and the car they had borrowed ran on diesel fuel; they were stranded. They decided they would visit me to see if I could help them get fuel or find a way to hire a non-diesel car. I met them and chatted with them about the project. I showed them the classroom building on progress, and introduced them to some of the secondary boarding students.

After a while, they excused themselves for about 10 minutes. When they came back to me they told me that they felt burdened to support me and one of the men handed me an envelope containing $350 U.S. dollars. I fell to the floor, overwhelmed with emotion; all I could do was cry. I pulled myself together and told them my story to which they replied, “If God brought us all the way to Malawi for this moment, it was worth it.” To them, I am sure their actions were simple, follow the voice in your heart and fill the need. To me, it was a miracle.

Today, I want to say thank you to all of you for the Band Aids you placed on the wounds of my journey. You felt called to help and though it may have been a little sacrifice to you, it was a life saving sacrifice to me and the children of Malawi. With your support I was used to save the lives of kids, kids who have a hope and a future. I often find myself at a loss for words. I do not think there are any words to thank you for your support, to express what it means to me. Your financial contributions, prayers, care packages, kind letters, and belief in me and my kids mean more than you will ever know.

JFK said, “Let us think of education as the means to developing our greatest abilities because in each of us there is a hope and dream, which fulfilled can be translated into benefit for everyone.” It is my greatest hope that my pictures have captured the courage, hopes and dreams in the eyes of the children of Malawi. Through the education that you have supported, God will use them to do amazing things in their villages, cities, countries and even the world. Education is enabling them to see a future, a future with a dream that is possible. They want to be teachers, nurses, doctors, engineers, Ministers of government, farmers… they want to apply Band Aids to the wounds of the wounded. He is at work in them and he is using us to enrich their stories.

Today, I honestly do not know what is next for me. I am headed to Malawi on August 1st- 16th. From there I will listen and follow and humbly partner with you as our journey continues. I do know that there are many people out there being used to do amazing things. When people ask how they can help, I reply that it is important to find someone who is doing what you believe in. It could be someone working in Colorado, Nicaragua, Ukraine, or Malawi, but they could not be used to put band Aids on the soul of the world without the prayers and support of people who believe in their calling.

Online donations can be made at: www.hc3.org
Memo: Annie Brown- Malaiw

March 2011

2011-07-20T11:52:00.000-07:00

April showers…are finished, which brings us to the end of the rainy season in Malawi. We are now entering Winter which means no more (ok, less…) mosquitoes, no more (ok, less…) humidity, and best of all, cooler temperatures! It is also harvest time which means plenty of food for families and their children, which means the people of the villages are eating well and hopefully health conditions will improve.

We have just finished mid-term exams at the COTN International Academy. It is hard to believe that just four months ago I was wondering if we would make it. I am proud to say that not only are we making it, we are thriving. Test scores are better than ever before for most students. The students have gotten used to my American accent, so communication is improved, and they are learning to think, investigate, predict and take risks; quite a change from the rote memorization they are used to!

The Country Director, Yobbe Lungu, was speaking to the students a few weeks back, and he was reminding them (and me) that, not only are they making history in Malawi, but that they are miracles. I took some time to reflect on his words, and it hit me. Merely ten years ago these children were the babies that were starving with nothing but water to eat. They were the little ones in the villages that were the worst off. They were the orphans, the abandoned children, the abused…no food, no families, no hope. Today they have a family in COTN, they are taking exams and scoring 80% or better, they have a hope and a future. Miracles.
Many of my days in Malawi are emotionally overwhelming. There is so much need, and so many times that I feel so inadequate. These students have helped me realize that how important it is to do what I can with what I have. I am teaching the future leaders of Malawi. I can help 30 of them, each one of them can grow up to help 30, and each one of them…that is how lasting change occurs.

Again, I cannot thank you enough for your support and encouragement. A friend recently asked, “What is the best way to help?” I replied, “Help those who are helping.” Without supporters, the teachers, doctors, nurses, physical therapists, engineers, counselors, pastors, and others who are helping train the current and future leaders of this country in a way that is culturally appropriate would not be able to make an impact. My children and I could never begin to repay you, but we do promise to keep learning, we promise to keep helping others, and we promise to continue to make a difference where we are with what we have.
Until next time, all my love-
Annie
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February 2011

2011-07-20T11:51:00.000-07:00

In the country of Malawi, according to statistics collected by UNICEF, Malaria kills 180 per 100,000 people of all ages living in Malawi. Malaria kills 1,288 per 100,000 children ages 0-4 living in Malawi. Most of these deaths are reported among children and families living in rural villages, and these statistics are inclusive of the families who actually report the deaths. Many deaths go un-counted in rural villages, simply because it is very difficult to collect the data.
This past month can only be described as eye opening for me. On one hand, I have been able to see the fortune and opportunity given to our children who have been rescued out of the most destitute situations. They are thriving, learning, happy and engaged. They all come to us with tragic stories and their lives are amazing testimonies. While Malaria has taken its toll on our children, some of whom have spent time in the hospital, they have all survived and are doing well. We are so fortunate to have a relationship with a local clinic and sponsors in the US who provide us with resources that include food and medical care.
On the other hand, in Mgwyai Village just steps away from my home, three children ages 3-5 who attend our primary school have died in a span of two weeks. Caroline (pictured below) is a story with a happy ending, as she was sent to school sick and we were able to attend to her and get her to the hospital right away. Many do not attend school when they are sick and we don’t get word until it is too late.
Attending the funerals of these young children is heart wrenching. However, more heart wrenching are the facts that (a) children are used to losing their young friends and (b) the mothers feel so helpless and feel they have no choice but to hold their children who are dying of a treatable disease. While I know it is impossible to save them all, I know that just a small amount of education could change the outcome to many of these tragic stories. So with that, I find hope in the Psalm quoted above, I continue to talk to people, form relationships, and teach the children knowing that that is where true change starts.
With that, I thank you for your continued support, prayers, and words of encouragement. There are a lot of people doing a lot of good and making a lot of difference. While it is hard to see through the heart ache at times, it is happening and would not be at all possible without the supporters who believe in us and send us. Humbly, thank you.
Prayer Requests:
• Please pray for the children. For their health, resilience, and continued hope despite the seemingly hopeless circumstances.
• Pray for my endurance as the days are long and emotional.
• Pray for the COTN International Academy, as we will be moving into our new classroom this month. The kids are excited about learning and their energy is such a blessing.
• Please pray for my personal finances. The remaining amount for my fundraising goal is $3,000.00. It has been amazing to see every penny come in at just the right time. I am continually humbled and grateful for the support.

Thank you, again, for your continued support.

Love- Annie

January 2011

2011-07-20T11:48:00.000-07:00

The Journey… Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. ~Hebrews 11:1

February 10, 2010 Volume: I Issue: 11

I am pleased to announce…the COTN International Christian Academy opened January 4, 2010! And with that, my work here is done…not really! When I began preparations to come to Malawi, COTN informed me that it has been a dream to open a secondary school for 3 years now. Many generous donors (including my own students from Colorado) have raised thousands of dollars, and COTN was ready to start the building and planning phase of the school. Originally, I was going to help with the planning, curriculum development, and teacher training. As it turns out, I am now the curriculum developer, Head Mistress, Biology, Mathematics, and Physics teacher, keeper of the budget, manager of the Matron and Patron, and…you name it! I can be found handing out toothpaste and break dancing with the kids as well. Needless to say, I am very busy. However, when the kids thank me with tears in their eyes, or say, “Wow Auntie Annie, you brought us these books, you must really love us.” It makes it all worth while.
The school is just one Form I (freshman) class of 29 students; 10 girls and 19 boys. They are all COTN kids, so while I am their teacher, I am also their parent. When they are misbehaving, I have to have the parent and teacher talk with them. This has provided me the opportunity to get to know the older kids and to really form a trusting relationship with them. Many of them have a hard outer shell, they have been through more in their short lives than I could ever imagine. It is hard for them to trust adults, let alone one in a position of authority. There is a fine line to walk between teacher and parent, but we are taking things one day at a time and are really enjoying one another. Of course, this also means I have 29 kids living on campus with me, so when they think it is appropriate to play football in my yard at 6:00 am on a Saturday; I also get to play the grouchy neighbor.
I tell them every day how much I believe in them and how many people in America believe in them and want them to succeed too. All of these kids would not be in school today (as they were not selected to schools by the government) if it weren’t for this school. Thank you for your support and belief in us. May you know the value of a penny and the way that each one you have donated has been used to change the world, literally.
I have attached a few pictures of the class, get to know these faces, they are making history and will be the very children who will one day transform this nation.
At COTN International Christian Academy we are, “Raising children who transform nations through quality education in a Christ-centered environment; enabling them to create positive and lasting change in their nations.”
Thank you to all of you who continue to support me financially and prayerfully, it means more than you will ever know.
Love- Annie

November 2009

2011-07-20T11:47:00.000-07:00

Blood, sweat, and tears…I have been in Malawi for just about five months now. It is hard to believe that is has been that long! I think this month it is appropriate to share with you the blood, sweat, and tears that have defined my October. Blood? In the form of countless scratches from my new little friends, Chikonde (love) and Madalo (blessings). I now share my home with two 9 week old kittens. I got them mainly to keep the mice away, but they are proving to be good company and entertainment! I am also pleased to inform you that I am now dwelling in a mouse free home!
Sweat? Summertime in Malawi…I am melting faster than a Colorado snowman. The daily temp averages between 95 and 100 degrees and I find myself lethargic and tired in the afternoon. However, my hydration is in check, as cold water is a welcome treat! I find it hard to believe that it was Halloween, as it is so hot here and I find myself feeling like I am trapped in July. 
Tears? I find life in the third world utterly exhausting! Grocery shopping, for example, requires at least two hours and trips to three or four stores to get everything on the list. Most of the time there is a shortage of something, so I can’t find things I need. This is not just true of grocery shopping; it is true of just about every outing. Throw in a little bartering, a language

barrier, the disaster that is called traffic, a probable stop by the
traffic police demanding money to let me go and a few goats and that just about defines every outing. Exhausting. Most of the time, the little quirks that make Malawi Malawi are amusing…but when I am tired and have run into obstacle after obstacle, sometimes I find myself crying in the middle of town set off by something trivial. I am sure these are the same little obstacles that I will find myself missing one day…It is also these same little outings that keep me dependent on God. I have to keep seeking Him and His purpose as I search for peace in my own heart about my time and work in Malawi.
In the education realm, we finally have approval to start our secondary school in January! The first day of classes will be January 4th. We don’t have a building yet, so we are renting classrooms from one school and a science lab from another. The logistics are not all worked out yet, but it exciting and energizing to think that we will be up and running in no time! Of course this means I have a lot, and I mean a lot of work to do, but I am looking forward to the challenge.
Thank you for all of your prayers and contributions! We are hoping to break ground on our own building in January. I am finally going to spend all of

the pennies we have raised! Please continue to pray, as the stress of opening a new school and building can be a challenge. However, it will be good to have our kids on campus and to be in touch, daily, with their education.

Until next time, thank you. Your support and encouragement do not go unnoticed or unappreciated.
Love- Annie

October 2009

2011-07-20T11:45:00.000-07:00

As I sit and write my September update, it is hard to believe it has only been one month, so much has happened! My colleagues, Esther and Chance, and I have been very busy conducting teacher workshops in our villages. We decided that if we wanted to raise the standard of education for our children, a good place to start would be the schools where they learn every day. We have been graciously welcomed and supported by three government schools and have conducted workshops on inclusion. We are working with teachers who are so desperate for help and so appreciative of new knowledge; they literally write down every word I say!
School in Mgwyai is also going along very well. The children are learning to read and write and are still so excited for school! Their English is coming along well and we get to “chat” a little more each day.
This month has also brought with it the talk of construction for the secondary school and the building plans are moving along through the approval process.
My favorite time of the week is still my Wednesday afternoons at Chitipi. I work with my same group of five kids and we are having a lot of fun. Last week the kids took pictures of each other and their farm and we are sending them to the United States with letters to our pen pals. We can’t wait to hear back!
This past month I was also asked to coach the swim team at an International school just down the road. I have a team of 60 ranging in age from 5-16. Next week we are headed to Zambia for a meet where we will compete with teams from Zambia, Mozambique, Zimbabwe and South Africa. I am having so much fun; I didn’t realize how much I missed coaching!
September also brought with it my first visitors from the United States! My mom and friends, Cathy and Jamie, came for two weeks. As I played host and tour guide, I had the opportunity to share with them the kids that make life here so sweet, the frustrations that make life here a challenge, and we spent relaxing at the lake. It has been nice to have company and to be able to share the warm heart of Africa with people who will now go back to the US with peace and understanding of what life is like and why even the frustrations are part of my love of this crazy journey.
As always, thank you for your belief in me and my journey. Your support and encouragement are truly a priceless gift. Until next month, please keep me in your prayers, and know that I am doing the same for you~
Annie

Donations can be made online at: www.hc3.org
Memo: Annie Brown- Malawi

April Update

2010-04-28T00:41:00.000-07:00

The Journey…
“Don’t fail to do something just because you can’t do everything.” –Bob Pierce, World Vision, Founder

May 1, 2010 Volume I Issue 13

April showers…are finished, which brings us to the end of the rainy season in Malawi. We are now entering Winter which means no more (ok, less…) mosquitoes, no more (ok, less…) humidity, and best of all, cooler temperatures! It is also harvest time which means plenty of food for families and their children, which means the people of the villages are eating well and hopefully health conditions will improve.

We have just finished mid-term exams at the COTN International Academy. It is hard to believe that just four months ago I was wondering if we would make it. I am proud to say that not only are we making it, we are thriving. Test scores are better than ever before for most students. The students have gotten used to my American accent, so communication is improved, and they are learning to think, investigate, predict and take risks; quite a change from the rote memorization they are used to!

The Country Director, Yobbe Lungu, was speaking to the students a few weeks back, and he was reminding them (and me) that, not only are they making history in Malawi, but that they are miracles. I took some time to reflect on his words, and it hit me. Merely ten years ago these children were the babies that were starving with nothing but water to eat. They were the little ones in the villages that were the worst off. They were the orphans, the abandoned children, the abused…no food, no families, no hope. Today they have a family in COTN, they are taking exams and scoring 80% or better, they have a hope and a future. Miracles.
Many of my days in Malawi are emotionally overwhelming. There is so much need, and so many times that I feel so inadequate. These students have helped me realize that how important it is to do what I can with what I have. I am teaching the future leaders of Malawi. I can help 30 of them, each one of them can grow up to help 30, and each one of them…that is how lasting change occurs.

Again, I cannot thank you enough for your support and encouragement. A friend recently asked, “What is the best way to help?” I replied, “Help those who are helping.” Without supporters, the teachers, doctors, nurses, physical therapists, engineers, counselors, pastors, and others who are helping train the current and future leaders of this country in a way that is culturally appropriate would not be able to make an impact. My children and I could never begin to repay you, but we do promise to keep learning, we promise to keep helping others, and we promise to continue to make a difference where we are with what we have.
Until next time, all my love-
Annie

Credit/debit card donations can be made at: www.cotni.org
Click “Make a Donation” on the right side of the screen, then scroll down to “Support Individual/Consultant” and enter my name: Anne Brown
Account Code: MA_CAB609

February News Letter

2010-03-25T23:31:00.000-07:00

The Journey… Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. ~Hebrews 11:1

February 10, 2010 Volume: I Issue: 11
I am pleased to announce…the COTN International Christian Academy opened January 4, 2010! And with that, my work here is done…not really! When I began preparations to come to Malawi, COTN informed me that it has been a dream to open a secondary school for 3 years now. Many generous donors (including my own students from Colorado) have raised thousands of dollars, and COTN was ready to start the building and planning phase of the school. Originally, I was going to help with the planning, curriculum development, and teacher training. As it turns out, I am now the curriculum developer, Head Mistress, Biology, Mathematics, and Physics teacher, keeper of the budget, manager of the Matron and Patron, and…you name it! I can be found handing out toothpaste and break dancing with the kids as well. Needless to say, I am very busy. However, when the kids thank me with tears in their eyes, or say, “Wow Auntie Annie, you brought us these books, you must really love us.” It makes it all worth while.
The school is just one Form I (freshman) class of 29 students; 10 girls and 19 boys. They are all COTN kids, so while I am their teacher, I am also their parent. When they are misbehaving, I have to have the parent and teacher talk with them. This has provided me the opportunity to get to know the older kids and to really form a trusting relationship with them. Many of them have a hard outer shell, they have been through more in their short lives than I could ever imagine. It is hard for them to trust adults, let alone one in a position of authority. There is a fine line to walk between teacher and parent, but we are taking things one day at a time and are really enjoying one another. Of course, this also means I have 29 kids living on campus with me, so when they think it is appropriate to play football in my yard at 6:00 am on a Saturday; I also get to play the grouchy neighbor.
I tell them every day how much I believe in them and how many people in America believe in them and want them to succeed too. All of these kids would not be in school today (as they were not selected to schools by the government) if it weren’t for this school. Thank you for your support and belief in us. May you know the value of a penny and the way that each one you have donated has been used to change the world, literally.
I have attached a few pictures of the class, get to know these faces, they are making history and will be the very children who will one day transform this nation.
At COTN International Christian Academy we are, “Raising children who transform nations through quality education in a Christ-centered environment; enabling them to create positive and lasting change in their nations.”
Thank you to all of you who continue to support me financially and prayerfully, it means more than you will ever know.
Love- Annie

The First class (above)

December Update

2009-12-07T08:26:00.000-08:00

Every time I sit down to blog, I feel like I am entering a confessional, "Forgive me, it has been ___ weeks since my last blog" So many things are happening with education here in Malawi, my days turn into weeks, my weeks turn into months...life is a whirlwind of activity!
Today is "Back to School" in Mgwyai Village. Of course, it is was so fun to see all of the eager little learners all lined up and ready to start when we arrived this morning. Many of the children have passed up to the next grade level, but everyone seemed to know where to go and what to do and school went on without a hitch! We also welcomed 21 new Reception (Kindergarten) students today!
On the secondary school front, we interviewed and hired a Head Master last week and will interview for the rest of the positions this week. Classes will start on January 4, 2010 with 30 Form I (Freshman) COTN kids. Classes will take place in a temporary classroom while construction of our permanent structure takes place. When I think about everything that has to get done, I feel overwhelmed. However, I am learning to take things one day at a time...I know it will all work out.
Last week I was excitedly talking about the secondary school plans with a couple of friends and I exclaimed, "Who needs Oprah? Who needs Madonna?" Then I wrote my proposal and budget and realized...maybe I do! The good news is that I serve a God who is much bigger than Oprah and much bigger than Madonna, and He knows where every brick, every book, and every piece of chalk is going to come from.
The past school holiday was also filled with a flurry of activity in all of our homes! I designed English and Math projects for the students to complete (to prevent boredom...ha!) over the course of the 2 month break. Of course, I also turned it into a competition...bribery is the best motivator for all teenagers! The kids wrote stories and plays, completed a novel and did a report, and they solved (yes, they counted!) 400 math problems. I spent last week collecting the projects, watching performances, and making good on my bribe. I walked away feeling so proud! They completed their work and produced some amazing and creative projects!
The projects also gave me the opportunity to build relationships with the older kids. They have learned to trust me and are opening up more. Unlike the little ones who run into my arms with all the trust in the world, the teenagers are a little harder to crack. I am loving getting to know them and learn about their goals, talents and passions.
On a personal level, I am continuing to walk day by day in complete faith and dependence on my God who has called me here. Though my condo is not yet rented, and my savings is fading away, I am learning to look at the bigger picture and appreciate my calling. I am thankful that I have a savings account. I am thankful that He has brought me here and has given me perspective on my place in the world. I am thankful that small blessings continue to pour in, daily, at just the right time. I am thankful for a strong and healthy body that is able to serve. I am thankful for the friends I have met in Malawi and the lifelong relationships that are forming. I am thankful that I have a safe and comfortable place to sleep at night. I am thankful that my supporters believe in me enough to faithfully sacrifice their money each month so that I may be here. But most of all, I am thankful for a deeper understanding of my God who has met me in my darkest hours. I have been broken, I have been transformed, and I am being restored.
I have also fallen in love. Malawi has made a home in my heart, and I will never be the same. I recently read in a book that it is the broken pieces of glass and stone that make the beautiful mosaic. This mosaic is still under construction; one piece at a time. I will return to you a different Annie, an Annie that has been broken and put back together. A more beautiful Annie than ever before.
Until next time...May your holidays be filled with peace, love and happiness. May you take the time to count your blessings, and may you know that you are loved.

The Next Phase of the Journey...

2009-08-29T04:47:00.000-07:00

It has been 3 months since my last post, and in that time so much has changed! The American interns have come, transformed themselves and others, and have gone. We had a fantastic summer together here in Malawi and it is safe to say that after our experience together, none of us will ever be the same.

I am now here in Malawi on my own and have spent the past two weeks finding my niche and settling into my new role. I am officially the "American Consultant to the Director of Education, COTN Malawi." What does that entail? Anything and everything having to do with the education of our orphaned and sponsored children, all 1,000 of them! I spend my time tutoring children in our orphan homes, anything and everything from remedial math to test prep; I follow up on progress reports of our children in schools throughout the central region; I deliver school fees and supplies to the children in our homes and programs throughout the villages; I am acting Head Mistress at a school in Mgwyai (the neighboring village); I present on a variety of topics (anything from reading aloud to autism) to our house parents and aunties; and I train teachers on topics including lesson planning and best teaching practices. Whew! I think that's it... I work with two National COTN staff members, Esther Lungu and Chance Gondwe.

Each day also brings with it the opportunity to walk through the village holding hands and playing with kids (often times my favorite part of the day). The children pick us up to walk to school each day, and their excitement for learning brings me hope and encourages me to keep working.

Interns

2009-06-28T03:16:00.000-07:00

Our global (from the U.S.) and National (from Malawi) interns arrived last week, and now my summer family is complete! We spent the week familiarizing ourselves with one another, and spending time in the village, Mgwai, where we will do most of our work this summer. It is so exciting to finally be together with all of the people I have only known through emails for the past 4 months.
We have been going to Mgwai daily, and already have significant relationships with children and a few families. There is a school in Mgwai that was started by a Canadian organization, and it has been closed since April because of funding. They have agreed to let us use three classrooms, so we will be teaching grades 1-3 this summer. We went to the school last week and it was trashed. The desks were overturned and they were full of broken chairs; it was very sad. I decided we should go during the weekend and get it all cleaned up for Monday. We went there on Saturday afternoon and there was a little boy, age 12, there to meet us. He took me into the classroom by the hand to show me what he had done. He and another little boy had been over there all day cleaning and setting up the classrooms! Such a blessing. Needless to say, the kiddos are ready and excited to get started on Monday!
The interns are having a great time, and are overwhelmed daily by the things they are seeing and hearing. It is such a blessing to watch and learn about what God has planned for our group. It refreshing to see young people eager and willing to serve and are open to God's plan for them. Honestly, I was not sure what it would be like to work with college age kids, and I am loving them.
I know my blogging has been sporadic, at best. I am, however, updating on Facebook daily and have uploaded a bunch of pictures to give you a glimpse of my life here. If you are not a Facebook user, please sign up to keep in touch!
Much love-
AB

Malawi

2009-06-17T07:03:00.000-07:00

Well, after 48 hours of travel that included one near miss in Miami and a total miss in South Africa, I finally arrived in Malawi. I arrived in Orlando at the home of my friend and Intern Leader partner, Jen on the 11th. After a Costco trip and our last pizza for a while, we packed and re-packed our luggage to meet the airline weight requirements.
We left on the morning of the 12th to fly to Miami and catch our British Air flight to London. Due to weather in TX, the Miami flight was delayed by an hour, which meant a cutting it close in Miami. We made it to Miami, only to sit on the tarmac for 30 minutes. I got off the flight, and took off on a literal sprint through the airport, however, since the connection was international we had to get through security again. The men at security were very nice, and put us though quickly, yet sceptical that we would make it. I, again, took off on a sprint (sans the shoes I had removed at security) for the gate. I arrived at an empty gate as the fight attendants were closing the door to our plane. I began to cry and threw my shoes down in defeat. Apparently this little action tugged at the heart strings of the gate attendant, and he opened the door to the plane for me. I was pleading for them to wait for my friend who was running through the airport, but iIcould not see her behind me. They asked if I would go without her, and thinking of the other COTN leader we were meeting in London, I said yes and began to cry harder. Tears are the key... as they waited for Jen! Settled in and sweating profusely, we started out journey to London reliving the airport scene and laughing.
Once in London, after a night of fitful sleep and cramping legs, we decided to check and see if our luggage had made the Miami flight. The man at the counter told us we had nothing to worry about (in his charming accent). We believed him, though now I am not sure why... and planned out a day that included a trip to Windsor Castle and some English Pub food while we waited for Morgan, our other COTN leader to arrive in London. Once he arrived we set out to figure out the bus system and were on our way. When we got on the bus, we double checked that it would, in fact, drop us at Windsor Castle. The driver said yes, so we paid out pounds and took a seat... next to a man who knew we were on the wrong bus and would never arrive at Windsor; so he offered us a ride. We agreed, not giving a second thought to the bus fare that we had paid (this minor detail will come in very handy in a few hours).
After a day in Windsor, walking the grounds and surrounding town, we returned to the bus stop for a ride back to the airport...however, we did not have enough fare because we had wasted it earlier on the wrong bus...so I decided to do what any respectable American would do...I tried to charm our way onto the bus. After a big fat no from the bus driver, I began to check every payphone booth for pounds while my friends waited at the bus stop. I was able to find one pence, which, needless to say, is not enough. As a last resort, we begged a nice man and his wife for bus fare. God bless the English!
We got back to the aiport, only to discover that our flight to South Africa had been delayed by two hours. Which meant two things, a close connection in South Africa and two more hours to wait for our free meal on the plane! After waiting, and napping, we boarded the plane for another overnighter. The flight was uneventful, little did we know, our lives were about to become very eventful... We got off the plane and had 45 minutes to make our Malawi connection. We breezed through customs and security and arrived at the South African Air counter to get boarding passes. The man at the counter told us, "too late." Despite the fact that there were still 40 minutes before scheduled take off, despite the fact that we hadn't checked in yet becasue of a delayed flight, despite the fact that the next flight to Malawi was 24 hours away. He said, "too bad, take it up with British Air." British Air put us on the next flight for 24 hours later and put us up in a hotel for the night. There was nothing we could do, even if we all took off our shoes, threw them in dissapointment and cried, we were not getting out of there any time soon. So we went to the hotel to shower and hang out. We arrived at the hotel and it was like we had landed in Vegas! Casino and all! The hotel had casios, shops, and fine dining. It was such a trip to be in the middle of Africa and end up in this Vegas wanna be. However, the rooms were very nice (down comfortors and all) the food was great and once we were showered and had nothing but time, it felt good to relax.
The next morning we headed to the airport (3 hours early) to prepare for our flight to Malawi. We got on the flight with no problems. I was so excited that the trip was almost over, and after the past 45 hours of one thing after another, the 2 hour flight seemed like nothing. We landed in Malawi and headed to the baggage claim with high hopes. Morgan's bags made it, and one of Jens made it, but that was all. So, we filed a claim and went home.
As we drove from the airport, my mind was filled with a million thoughts. This was home for the next 14 months and I was taking it all in as we drove. Malawi traffic, people selling goods on the side of the road, the smell of the burning grass, and kids every where...surreal. We were welcomed to our village with open arms, hugs, and conversations with old friends. It was good to be here! I took a tour through "my house" and just sat and tried to process everything running through my mind. We had dinner, and returned back to the house to shower and sleep. The next day, a group from Florida was on the way, so they would pick up our luggage when they arrived. I didn't think a thing about it, and went on with my day of hanging out, catching up, and a trip to the village to be welcomed by the children. It was a great day, and it was nice to finally relax and get a feel for the people, routine, and ins and outs. We also went to the market so I could buy some fabric to wear for skirts until my luggage arrived.
While in the villalge we sang and danced with the kids. I taught them high 5 and we counted to 100, exchanged names, and continued to high 5 for about 30 minutes until they would sIng and dance to welcome us. After the welcome and introductions, we headed back home for dinner and time to un-pack and get settled. However, all of the other missing luggage had arrived except for mine. A blessing is, that I did send a suitcase to Florida in April since the team coming offered to bring some of my things so I could bring more than two bags. I did have some clothes, but was feeling really sad and angry that I didn't have all of my things. However, there was nothing I could do about it, so I tried not to let it bring me down.
Before bed, I was exhausted, but wanted to read my Bible before sleep becasue I was really feeling uneasy about all of the mishaps in the trip and the lost luggage. I began to question God and second guess my decision to come. Yes, I was tired, but was also vaulnerable and feeling like all of the mishaps were omens. I opened my Bible to Matthew and randomly began to read. I was reminded that God wants to bless our prayers and requests. Just like our earthly parents want to give us what we need, our heavenly father also wants to fill our requests. I was humbled, yet again, with the knowledge that it is just luggage, it will come, and that my focus needs to be on Him, not clothes. So as I fell asleep, I shot up one more prayer about the luggage and smiled at the thought of this journey and all I have been through for the last year preparing. God is good, all the time.

The day to day...

2009-06-09T16:25:00.000-07:00

In an effort to get into the blogging habit, and to make Mar happy...
A diet coke, 20 searches on dex for addresses, 55 thank you notes, a load put in the wash, a walk to the dog groomer with Izzy, a shower, a skype conversation with John, one 50 lb suitcase, one 32 lb suitcase, a trip to the pharmacy, a visit with granny, a load of clothes folded, 10 emails responded to, and a handful of peanuts later... my to-do list is almost empty!
It has been a detail oriented (yuck!) day, and I am finally feeling like I might be organized. I have had all of my things to pack laid out for a couple of weeks and when I tried to pack it, realized that I had to do another round of cuts. Only one sweatshirt made the cut!
However, I am ready to go, and looking to post my next blog from the other side of the world.
In the mean time, God bless and be well!
~Annie

Humbled...

2009-06-08T21:13:00.000-07:00

Wow. 48 hours before I depart. At this stage, I am truly humbled by blessing, after blessing, after blessing each and every day. Thank you, truly, from the bottom of my heart. As I am learning to lean more and more on the Lord (don't worry, when I forget, He reminds me) I am finding peace about the journey. Ephesians 3:20 reminds me that He is able to do infinitely more than we can think or imagine. That verse fills me with joy for the year ahead!
Again, your prayers and support mean more to me than you will ever know. Thank you! In the mean time, be well, be happy, and let yourself be blessed.
All my love~ Annie b

4 Weeks and Counting...

2009-05-08T12:37:00.000-07:00

Wow! It is hard to believe that I am now mere weeks away from my departure. I have started to pack my classroom and home, and I must admit that for a minimalist...I have a lot of stuff! As the school year winds down, and June 11th draws closer, I am finding the opportunity to share my story more and more. Every time I share I am more excited, and humbled by the outpouring of support I am receiving. I am so blessed by all of you who want to help. For those of you who are looking to donate supplies, the biggest needs as of now (believe it or not) are masking tape, and chalk. The teachers are in desperate need of chalk, always! And another missionary, Chris, who is there is at a dead end with a project and in a desperate search for masking tape. Of course, space in my bags are limited, but supplies such as pencils and toothbrushes travel easy and are always a need as well.
I know updates have been few and far between, I promise to update more when I am in Malawi :)

3 months and counting...

2009-03-14T14:19:00.000-07:00

This past Thursday was March 12th... as I was driving to school it dawned on me that I am leaving for Malawi in exactly 3 months! Wow. It is surreal when something you have wanted for so long becomes a reality. I also sent out my support letters this past month, and the response has been overwhelming! Thank you all so much for your belief in me, and your belief in the bigger picture. It seems not a day goes by that I don't receive a sweet card in the mail, a text message, or phone call. I am so blessed, truly.

This post would not be complete if I did not mention Little Joe. March 10th marked the 10 year anniversary of Little Joe's death, and consequently, the turning point in my life. Little Joe was such an example of what it meant to live life to the fullest. He inspired me in many ways while he was here with us, and still inspires me today. His death taught me that life IS short, and that we need to spend our days living life to the fullest. Thanks Little Joe- Ride on!

I hope this note finds you well. Thanks again for your role in this journey. In the mean time... I have a couple of people coming to look at my condo this week, keep your fingers crossed!

Africa Bound!

2009-02-13T09:56:00.000-08:00

Welcome to my blog! This is my first step in an effort to keep you updated on the happenings as I prepare for my journey to Malawi, Africa. The latest big news?? I know that I have to be in Malawi by June 17th to start my intern leadership position...so... I am looking to head out on June 12, 2009.
In the mean time? If you know of someone in need of a condo to rent in Arvada, Colorado I would love to hear from you!

Thanks for checking in, and thank you for your support as I start on this journey.

For more information on the organiaztion I will be working with, check out: http://www.blogger.com/www.cotni.org