I do not know the attribution, but how true it is.  The village we visited yesterday was a place of scarcity in many ways, the worst being the scant,  murky water which came from a “well” dug in a stream bed.  Many have asked us the question, which was one of our first questions five years ago:  “Why can’t we build a well?” We feel an urgent agenda, a charged responsibility to help in this way.  However, after listening to the Tanzanians telling us the problems with this well business, we have reluctantly come to understand that it is an African problem which can only be solved by Africans.  And, it will probably be of a municiple solution like electricity.

By tradition, Sandy McCann explained, it is the women who are the water fetchers and carriers.  So, as long as the men get their water from the women, their food, they are not going to concern themselves with how it is obtained.  Many wells have been created by various churches, volunteer groups, NGO’s, individuals.  Some are as costly as $50,000 ~  for well and pump.  Months later, they languish because the pump broke.  No one is responsible, no one fixes it, or worse it is broken up for parts.  I find myself getting so angry at this!  How can they not see that it would benefit everyone’s health, safety, and so on.  THEN, I think about how the infra-structure in the United States is in terrible shape in places.  The I-95 corridor, bridges, schools…  we know the problems, we even know the solutions, but look how hard it is for us to come to agreement on resolving our own challenges.  It is getting people to do something for the betterment of all – it requires sacrifice, perhaps when we find out how to fix our own problems, we will better be able to help others with theirs.  Jessie

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