Yeah for YEE

Yeah for YEE

One of the last posts from Tanzania, is to explain a bit about the project that I have spent the last eight months working on and to thank the amazing team I worked with.

Those who know me, will know my passion for youth entrepreneurship, coupled with Tanzania, having the tenth largest youth population globally. With 66% under the age of 25 already.  How lucky was I to be placed as VSO volunteer to YEE.

The Youth Economic Empowerment (YEE) project was a 3 year project focused on improving and increasing access to employment opportunities as well as promoting economic empowerment. YEE works directly with marginalised young women and men, to ensure that they have market-relevant skills, improved links to services which enhance their ability to access self and wage employment, increased knowledge of government support.The youth were either trained at the local vocational training authority (VETA) or received their training via outreach master crafters and then given access to government loans and income generating opportunities and encouraged to strengthen their voice by joining local youth councils..

The project, I believe, has been a success: it worked directly with 9,100 marginalised young men and women (even providing mothers with child care during their training); 51% so far have obtained employment; all graduates have opportunities to take loans and start their own businesses;and most impressive of all, a rare treat in the development sector, YEE ceases soon with the Government/VETA taking on the project model directly.

Here are some stories about just a few of the amazing YEE graduates that I got to know.

Faki, the Carpenter

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Faki making a phoy frame with the driftwood that I collected at the beach.

Married with a five month old baby, Faki had achieved standard 7 at school.  He entered the carpentry industry straight after school, something he had always wanted to do since a young age.  Having attended one of the YEE Roadshow’s Faki  hoped that the vocational training and Mastercraft mentoring process given through YEE would better professionalise his skills.  Nyangao market, his local market, is an ideal location for furniture orders that Faki works to fulfill, with supervision from his Mastercrafter.

Faki’s enthusiasm holds no bounds, he is an active member of his YEE financial groups and was voted by his peers to be a leader of both his Income Generating Association Group and the Regional Youth Forum.

When asked about what he thinks makes a good leader, Faki responded:

 “Having an understanding of how other people live is the best attribute to good leadership”.   

Mwajuma – the kick ass tailor

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Mwajuma with the Kitenge trousers and gifts that she designed and tailored for me.

Mwajuma is 28 years of age. She studied until standard 7 and has one child who is 11 years old. Her mother died when she was aged 3 and her father is a farmer. Mwajuma, worked as a bar maid at the one of the Lindi restaurants. She signed up for the tailoring training and now Mwajuma  is a mastercraft trainer herself. Also the Chairperson of the National Youth Council and a talented and inspiring role model, active in all the local initiatives from a YEE spokesperson at the local media, representing her fellow youth at high profile government meeting in Dodoma to participating in theatre for development project around Lindi.  Her dream is to become a International tailor and designer.  I don’t ever doubt that she will make it, with all that energy and style throughout.                         

Sixtus – the welder

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Sixtus surprising me with a candleholder at the VSO conference

Sixtus aged 26 is the only brother amongst three siblings, in his farming family. He recalls from a young age being impressed by a famous welder in his community, which inspired him to follow the career path. It was Sixtus’ uncle who told him about the YEE project and training opportunities available. On joining the welding course, Sixtus aside from relishing the training and his teacher’s knowledge, also particularly enjoyed the opportunity to communicate with his peer welder students.  On the flip side, the challenges he faced were the large class numbers and having to juggle a full timetable to ensure attendance at all the lessons and practicals too.

Sixtus’ motivations come from his family and his overall desire to better their income and lives.  His ambitions are to one day have his own workshop and employ youth in his area, providing them with the same opportunities that he was given.

I recall being stranded one day in Mtwara, on an empty long road, feeling unwell and despondent and who should call out “mam’ help me with my luggage .  Then at the Annual Conference last week, after a busy Day 1, having helped to organise the conference and wondering if I could survive the trial and tribulations of 2 more days, who should surprise me with a wonderful gift.                                         


Team YEE

All this could not be achieved without the amazing YEE team in Lindi and Mtwara.



We also had others who have now left.  And last, but not least my counterpart Angel, who taught me to slow down and some fab dance moves

Daphneand Angela


Hi Mzungu

Hi Mzungu

So over a month since I have been in placement and about time (thank you for the gentle prompts mum), for an update on what my life is like here in Lindi.



Lindi is the southernmost coastal town in Tanzania, on the Indian Ocean. Lindi Region is one of Tanzania’s 31 administrative regions. According to the 2012 national census, the region had a population of 864,652. and is the least densely populated region in Tanzania with 13 people per square kilometer.  Lindi’s port facilities are rudimentary, although I have been told it was the 2nd largest port, in Tanzania and the region was once an important sisal-producing plantation area.  A recent development has seen the town of Lindi linked to Dar es Salaam by a continuous (very good) tarmac road.


My role has involved travelling a fair amount to Mtwara, the next biggest region and to Dar-es-Salaam, where the VSO Country Office and the project partner organisations are located.

Our project is a small team which includes my manager; 2 x local partner community worker coordinators and 1 x National; 1 x International volunteers.

A lot of my time is spent interviewing the youth that have undertaken the training provided by the course and documenting the results from being employed to start up themselves.

We also have fun, particularly on the road trips and never miss an opportunity to dance.


I share an amazing white house on the beach with 3 other volunteers, who started at similiar times and work on different projects. we have the usual volunteer challenges, no internet; loadshedding; having to check our electricity  and water supplies daily and sharing a bathroom when we all work to the same schedules can be challenging.



Lindi is a cosmopolitan town with Arab and Indian merchants owning the bulk of businesses.  Islam is the predominant religion (all too apparent, at 5am mosque loudspeaker prayer calls). The town has a market, a bus station, a post office, an airstrip (currently not in use by commercial airlines), primary and secondary schools, several banks (two with ATMs). The main employment is fishing in Lindi Bay and some farming on the outskirts of the town. Employment opportunities are very limited, as Lindi lacks any kind of major industry.

Social Life

Gone are my city lifestyle clubbing days, life in Lindi consists of early morning sunset beach walks. Walking to the office with the children yelling Mzungu (white person) as you approach an the obligatory hi pitched “Hi Mzungu” .  Shopping at the market, creative cooking with the  limited ingredients, sunset, moonlight/shooting stars beach walks …a pattern here. Anti malarials insomnia induced, early sleepless nights. Sumptuous dinners at the “Mayor of Lindi”,as I call Matthew, who kindly befriends and adopts all of us VSO volunteers, entertaining us at his house on the hill and the fantastic weekend boat trips, thrown in for measure.





I am definitely loving Lindi.





Arrival in Dar es Salaam


So it finally happened.  One of the main reasons that I signed up to volunteering with VSO (almost four years ago), thinking I would be matched with a placement to Tanzania, the country of my birth.  After many a hiccup, even at the end with several delays to my actual my departure date, I finally flew to Dar es Salaam, a week ago to be placed as a volunteer for a year, based in Lindi, working on a Youth Employability and Entrepreneurship project.  Those of you who know me, a topic that is so very close to my heart.  Thank you especially Bex at VSO and all my family and friends for supporting my dream to get here.

As I mentioned the last time, and especially given the limited internet facilities where I will be based, I am hoping to update you on all on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter.  I do hope you can follow me there but for now, some of my observations and thoughts about what I suspect will be another adventure of a lifetime.

Arrival into Dar es Salaam

Flying in with my first view of the city and collecting our luggage (to the amusement of many, note the clever Nepali style ‘Winnie the Pooh laundry bags that I used to transport some of my luggage).
Jhumbe the VSO driver, pointing out my list of landmarks on our way to our hotel.

Induction week

Promise it was not all about food and sundowners but a full on packed week meeting the friendly staff, learning about the VSO Tanzania country strategy, security policies, system and procedures to meeting my project manager and of course the Language immersion.
Our patient and obliging hotel waiter/barman/concierge…you name it, Godfrey will help.


I felt very blessed to be here in time to celebrate my 50th birthday, which kicked off with all my greetings from around the world, drinks with the volunteers, then a surprise laid on by mum in cahoots with the wonderful Delphine who was relentless in convincing me to meet her that evening and I am so so glad that I did. we went to the Dar es Salaam Institute (DI), the Goan club, my dad’s drinking haunt and a venue where I recalled so very many social events.
The DI seemed exactly the same, more than 40 years on, kudos to the Goans in Dar for maintaining the place and from the bricks in a prized real estate location to the vibrant atmosphere where all community, no matter what age were enjoying themselves. Despite having three hours of Language classes whilst a little worse wear, fun was to be had from carrying cake for the class on the bus to practising new words.  The day ended perfectly with sunset beach bar views and dinner with my sister’s friend John who has been so kind with endless advice, tips and connections in preparation for Lindi.


Tanzanians appear a friendly and helpful group of people.  Greeting start with a cheery “Mambo” from all, to which we reply “Poa”, meaning I am cool, now that is indeed such a ‘cool’ kick off to any conversation!
Kiswahili, I learnt spoken in Tanzania, especially Dar is one of the purest forms now spoken across many countries in Africa, with its roots in Bantu, Arabic and British. Thankfully to me easier to learn, almost 80% of the words are English and pronounced with extended e at the end, bus is “busee, “officee”, “shirtee”, “socksee”….you get the gist?
The City centre combines the old architecture and skyscrapers that would not look out of place in London or NY.


Some of the cleverest I have come across.
From the buses painted with a strip around the entire bus to indicate the location route it will be travelling.
Upcycling car tyres from Masai footwear, seating to covering holes in the road.
Mpesa, mobile based money transfer.  Being able to walk around cash free and pay for almost anything from your utility to restaurants to small vendor bills via your phone. Genius!
I think I am going to love it here!

No more in Nepal


I’ve been back in the UK for three months and the time has allowed me to reflect a bit on my 3 years in Nepal.

I am very grateful to VSO for the opportunity to volunteer in Nepal.  I had the most amazing time there.  Undoubtedly, like countless of other VSO volunteers, I am not sure what impact I had at the Ministry of Education, especially in terms of uplifting girls education. However, working in the Foreign Coordination Section there, we did, despite the earthquake aftermath delays, implement a seven year School Sector Development Plan (SSDP), attempting innovations like performance-based donor remuneration.


VSO is about sharing skills, yet it was me who learnt far more.  From cross cultural working with limited resources to riding a bicycle and attempting to speak Nepali.

The Social Enterprise extracurricular works were a constant source of joy and energy to me, reveling in the creativity and energy of the enterprising youth in Nepal.



Frequently asked why I liked Nepal, here are some quotes from my parents who kindly visited me in October 2016:

From mum:

“Our daughter was a VSO volunteer for the last three years in Kathmandu and spending a month with her last October was a most delightful and interesting experience.

She took time off from her work to became our personal tour guide, having created a complete jam-packed itinerary prior to our arrival. From meeting her VSO colleagues and local friends to visiting temples and monasteries with overnight stays at resorts which involved driving on, at times, quite treacherous winding so-called roads to reach our destinations, only to be amazed at the sight of nature on arrival. The highlight and thrills of catching a glimpse of  the snow-capped peaks of the magnificent Himalayan Mountains is a sight never to be forgotten.

The chaos of traffic and pollution in Kathmandu is overcome by the beauty around you and the beauty of its people.  There is so much to see.  A walk around Patan Durbar Square, my favorite square, is a way of capturing life in Kathmandu with its ancient temples, its chai kiosks, its traditions and religious rites.

I expected life in Nepal to be rather tough after its recent disastrous earthquake, but we were truly astonished to find the way the people of Nepal have pulled together to rebuild the damage created by the earthquake and are ever ready to welcome tourists.

We can now understand why our daughter was reluctant to return home.  Nepal has something unique that makes you just love the country and its people.”

From dad:

“We visited Kathmandu in Nepal last October. A very interesting city and the most populated in Nepal.

This city is the economic hub and has a thriving international community and is also popular amongst tourists for its rich culture and the unique architecture of the many temples and stupas erected in the valley.

Despite the 2015 earthquake we found the people so resilient and full of community spirit and this is demonstrated in the friendliness of the Nepalese who make you feel welcomed.”


I have also recently been asked by friends in the tourist industry, to submit a review of their beautiful country.

“I cannot recommend a visit to Nepal highly enough to all.  Everyone I have known, who has visited, truly does fall in love with Nepal, both the place and the people  The country seems to put some sort of magic spell on us all.

Nepal caters for the luxury and budget traveller.  Scenery in abundance.  There are mountains (8 out of the 10 of the world’s highest mountains belong to Nepal) and there are treks galore. Nepal is one of the richest countries in the world, in terms of biodiversity; birds, flowers and Tilicho Lake, the highest lake in the world.

In terms of culture, there is a vibrant arts and music scene in Kathmandu, such as the annual Photokathmandu, Jazzmandu and Himalayan Outdoor Festival. 

Nepal is plentiful in UNESCO heritage sights, temples and religious festivals, practically every fortnight.  It is also the only country to have a living goddess.

A great variety of sumptuous foods can be found, given that the over 80 ethnic groups and 123 Languages spoken in Nepal. Nepalis are some of the most generous, homely and accepting that I have encountered in SE Asia.”


I could not begin to list here, the wonderful friendships that I made and hope to keep forever. You know who you are, saathihos!!

Thank you for following me and your comments.  Thank you VSO, my friends and especially my family for all their support.

Here’s to my next dream adventure in the country of my birth, placed with VSO, on a youth entrepreneurship project in Lindi, Southern Tanzania.

Please do continue to follow me, my blog name will soon change. Time and internet capabilities permitting, I hope to post more on my social media accounts (Facebook, Instagram & Twitter), I would welcome your friendships there too. Namaste.


Patan Durbar Square joy.

As an adjunct, wholeheartedly agree with these

First Trek in Nepal

First Trek in Nepal

It only took 2.5 years in this beautiful country, to finally do my first trek …..wait for it……no laughing please, because it took about 5 hours (took my friends only 3).  However proud to claim, that the trek took place in the Everest region of the Solukhumbu district, so first trek done in style.

Solukhumbu is a district, located in the Eastern of Nepal, about 132km from Kathmandu. Sherpa culture is predominant in the district, the birthplace of Tenzing Norgay.

Our friend Pemba, who grew up in the area, kindly made all the arrangements and was brave enough to go on a four day road trip with us six girls.  That Sherpa courage!


And we are off

Here’s some of the breathtaking scenery that we drove through

A twelve hour beautiful but sometimes scary journey – where the road suddenly ends, which meant driving though rivers and landslide remnants. Still lots of fun, with playlists galore and the requisite stops for not to my liking “chiya” milky sweet tea but with food a plenty, which kept me happy.

On our early evening arrival at Phalpu, the main airport town, we headed straight to Pemba’s uncle’s beautiful home and had a delicious chicken daal bhat cooked by the housekeeper.

Benefits of being an early riser, I got to see this unveiled.


Those who know me well, know I can rarely contain my excitement quietly, so managed to wake my room mates and we then ventured through the small town that led to the famous  airport and smallest air strip I have ever seen.


Phalpu Airport Runway

The group then commenced our long awaited trek to Junbesi.  Ok here’s where I get to understand the appeal of trekking.  One gets to walk through sheer wilderness – forests; streams; small villages; rarely meeting people; perhaps a few villagers and monks and sometimes a gigantic, momo pan contraption carrier.

Five hours later and very muddy, we arrived at Junbesi, the Sherpa village. Here we stayed with another one of Pemba’s family.  His hospitable great aunt, told us how lucky we were to have such clear weather, the previous days were rainy.  We were fed a banquet and even taught how to make the tasty Nasturtium pickle.


The experienced trekkers went on after lunch to a monastery higher up the mountains but Shally and I stayed in the village, visited the local monastery and played with the children.

The reality of living in such beautiful surroundings hit home, when we saw a group carrying somebody in a stretcher through the village, they were taking the injured person to the nearest hospital, back toPhalpu, the long treacherous journey being made in the dark.

The next morning we were served apple pancakes with local honey and given an interesting family history lesson.  The family bid us farewell with hugs and khada (ceremonial scarves) for each of us as we headed back to Phalpu.

This time the slow coaches were sent ahead and we were lucky enough to get a further adventure, with a hair raising ride on a local tractor on the last bit of the journey at the last.  Sadly no pictures, far too traumatising a ride to remember to snap the experience.

A final night’s supper.  After momos, feasting on wine and the famous Solukhumbu cheese, whilst watching the stars and full moon and an early wake up to head to a view point on the drive home to see Everest and boy how lucky were we!


And many thanks to Shally for compiling this great film of our epic road trip.


Girls Education Challenge – Sisters for Sisters’ project visit to Surkhet

Girls Education Challenge – Sisters for Sisters’ project visit to Surkhet



To recompense for the apathy on my blog and for all of you who have asked about it, prepare for an onslaught of posts.

To kick off here’s a post about my work visit to Surkhet, one of Nepal’s seventy-five districts of Nepal located about 600 km west of Kathmandu.

The visit with some of my Ministry of Education colleagues, was arranged to get an understanding about the Girls Education Challenge – Sisters for Sisters’ project (the project that actually funds my volunteer placement). This project has been running for over two years, in four districts of Nepal and targets out-of-school and at risk of dropping out girls to access education, in order to complete a full cycle of education to grade 8 (lower secondary) and to demonstrate improved learning outcomes.  The project is designed to develop a culture among girls and their communities to recognise and support the value and right of all girls to a quality education.


We visited schools, met students, teachers, parents, and the didis and bahanis – big sisters and little sisters involved with the project.


Pomp and ceremony at our school arrival


My colleague Laxman explaining Ministry of Education plans


With some of the little sisters


Aananda U. Ma Vi School


Meeting staff at the District Education Office and their chief is a lady – woo hoo!


Project mid term evaluation presentation to Headteachers, DEO staff and the community


We also popped into the wonderful Kopila Valley School funded by US Bllink Now…unfortunately the CNN Hero award winner Maggie was away.


The great Kopila Valley tailors shop that provides skills training and income generation.


Shree Nepal Rasta U. Ma Vi School


Selfie with my new didi friends.

Some of the useful discussions held were:

  • The challenges of identifying marginalised students and having to turn away some beneficiaries because of budget constraints
  • Maintaining motivations amongst all the stakeholders – concerns were raised about the number of Government Policy changes and how the schools can implement them in a timely manner.
  • Mainstreaming the mentoring scheme – suggestions whether this could be explored further by Government and implemented on a national policy level.
  • Toilet maintenance especially girls toilets is a prevailing issue in schools.
  • Opportunities to use land for agricultural activities and income generation for the schools such a those implemented in Koplia Valley.
  • Incorporation of new technologies
  • Sustainability of the project beyond project period
  • Big sisters and students alike talked about their ambitions to be teachers, police, which was unlikely before

The good news is that so far:

  • 320 trained big sisters have mentored 1,282 little sisters
  • 152 teachers are trained on child-friendly and gender sensitive teaching methods benefiting 9,404 girls from grades 1 to 8.

Road Trip during Maghe Sankranti

Road Trip during Maghe Sankranti

Maghe Sankranti is a Nepalese festival observed on the first of Maghin the Bikram Samwat Nepali calendar (about 14 January). On this day, the sun is believed to leave its southernmost position and begin its northward journey, similar to summer solstice. The best bit of this festival, like so many other Nepalese festivals are the wonderful foods. This time sesame laddo, chaku (a very Goan type tasting jaggery halwa), sweet potatoes and yams. During Maghe Sankranti, the mother of each household wishes good health to all family members.


laddo, yam, sweet potato and chaku

laddo, yam, sweet potato and chaku










Mina, my work colleague is very accustomed to my penchant for sweets and invited me to her home to celebrate Maghe Sankranti with her family and the bonus (as if it could get any better), was a road trip to Daman, in the Makwanpur district, which is a noted tourist attraction with splendid view of the Himalayas and snow if we were lucky.

So the day kicked off with me cycling, the furthermost distance that I have ventured to, Mina’s house in the North side of the city. I was met with warm greetings from her family including Prajna, her 2 and a half year old daughter. Chores in the household were still underway and Mina jokingly pointed out how gender inclusive her home is, as her husband Pradeep was hand washing clothes on the roof terrace. Whilst I got to bask in the sunshine, play with Prajna and feast on the festival sweets. This was followed by daal bhat, with a delicious mutton dish.



Selfie with Prajna

Selfie with Prajna

Terrace and Washing














Mina’s sister and husband then arrived and following a quick pack, we set off on the 77Km journey to Daman. An eventful three hour journey through windy roads caused lots of travel sickness from the children….that’s where those plastic bags do come in handy. In and out, no sooner had Prajwan vomited, she scoffed on Pringles and oranges, then threw up again and so it continued.


me, Sudeep, Prajna, Pragyesh, Bhawana, Mina and Pradeep

me, Sudeep, Prajna, Pragyesh, Bhawana, Mina and Pradeep












We finally arrived at the Everest Panorama Resort, just in time for splendid sunset views from their viewing tower.   Over 400km of Himalayan range, encompassing 8 of the world’s 10 highest mountains, from Dhaulagiri in the West to Everest in the East  (excuse the sniffing/snorting on the link)

More eating, drinking and mad dancing in between courses, to the children’s (and my – those who know how much I like dancing) great delight. For the first time, I dragged people away from the dance floor by 10pm, as I wanted to make sure we got up for sunrise views, We finally retired to our chalet rooms and the best electric blanket heated bed that I have experienced.









I was the only one in our group to wake up at 5:45am to wondrous views and my first ever of Everest (I think).


Everest Sunrise (especially for Tom & Jacob)


We were not lucky enough to have snow but the hotel staff told us that there were the clearest views in days, indeed blue skies and picture postcard views.










Breakfast, lots of posing for out of this world background photographs, playing in childrens play ground, table tennis and then a brisk walk to the Mandhir (local temple set at a high peak). Where I have discovered that I am definitely not a trekker and give up half way, nevertheless enjoying the views (especially) at the strategically located resting stations.







Lunch, check out and set off home. Thankfully Sudeep, a doctor dropped by at the local pharmacy and the family were supplied with travel sickness tablets which made the journey a lot easier with less out into the now depleted plastic bags. We played I spy; sang and slept through the journey home…oh all the conversation (yippee my Nepali Language is getting better) was just like my family conversation about food and eating. I’m home!!!.

The adventure continued with my dusk cycle ride home from Mina’s house.

A great trip and my 2016 resolution of seeing more of this beautiful country is underway.