‘Mwenge’ is the Kiswahili word for torch but it also represents a major national event in Tanzania, which is also known in English as the National Torch Run. If you can imagine an African version of the carrying of the Olympic Flame, restrict it to one country but take it all over that country, and make it an annual event which has a ‘message’ to pass to the people – that is ‘Mwenge’.
‘Mwenge’ began as a single event in 1961, as part of Tanzania’s Independence celebrations, when a burning torch was carried to the summit of Mt Kilimanjaro. A few years later, the nation-wide runs began and it is now an annual event. In the technologically advanced countries awareness of major issues is spread through newspapers, television and radio. Tanzania, although now trying hard to catch up, has not had these advantages, and so the ‘Mwenge’ is run with the purpose of spreading a message – a different message each year. The original Mt Kilimanjaro torch was to celebrate President Nyerere’s independence slogan ‘Umoja na Kazi’ ‘Unity and Labour’ – there have been issues such as encouraging parents to send their children to school and this year it was HIV/AIDS awareness.
One Tuesday evening 2 ladies from Mtwara Town Council appeared and asked if we would be prepared to ‘host’ the ‘Mwenge’ breakfast on the following Thursday – 2 days later – for the runners and officials – a total of 40 people. It was to consist of a cup of tea, a hard-boiled egg and a bread roll. They would only stay for about 15 minutes and then move on to the next place. This seemed a simple request and despite their pitiful budget we decided that this was a reasonable public relations exercise. I am not sure that we could have refused – it would not have been a diplomatic move to turn down the opportunity to be involved in this event.
We had been advised to expect the runners and their entourage at 10.00am but would be ready for an earlier arrival. So, at 9.45 we were ready and, together with several other members of staff, I climbed up the Boma tower from where we had a spectacular view of the bridge at the far end of Mikindani. Below us in the village we could hear singing and drums as the party atmosphere got underway. Already on the bridge was a convoy of cars, pickup trucks, motor bicycles and people. It seemed a long time before they slowly moved off but eventually they started moving, and we watched this motorised cavalcade wend its way though Mikindani. The convoy was accompanied, as always, by crowds of people, and along the route there were groups of people dancing, playing drums and singing all adding to a real celebration and party atmosphere. The convoy stopped when it reached the Clinic by the Friday Mosque, and message-carrying speeches were made to the Mikindani people. Then they all moved to the open area by Livingstone House, where the runners and officials left the crowd and walked up to the Boma for their breakfast. The crowd remained down by the official cars parked outside Samaki and Livingstone – it appeared that most of the people of Mikindani had taken a ½ day off to celebrate ‘Mwenge’.
The District Commissioner and other Mtwara officials enjoying their breakfast by the Boma swimming pool were joined by 5 of the 6 runners – unfortunately the only girl in the group was unwell, and remained sleeping in the car. After the food had been consumed, the District Commissioner stood up and made a short speech on the importance of ‘Mwenge’, and what it stands for, together with the honour of being chosen to run throughout Tanzania for this cause. Almost as quickly as they had arrived, they all left. They had arrived half an hour late, but by 11.00 they had gone. The 40 breakfasts had grown to 42, and they had also bought some bottles of water. We certainly did not make any cash profit, but we had participated in a national event and hopefully shown a little goodwill, and were proud to have done so. We were left clearing up, knowing that the next village to receive them would have to provide lunch – a much more extravagant meal!
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Two areas demand to be visited. These are the old
part of the city at Ortygia, where the bus terminus was,
and the Parco Archeológico. I went down to Ortygia that
same evening, just too late for the tourist office opening
times, and enjoyed a brief stroll round and a good pizza.
It was quite good enough to call me back the next morning
but, other than getting the map and literature I wanted
from the tourist office, I was just a shade disappointed.
Ortygia is near enough an island and not a very big one; I
had not realised that the point, which should have given a
good sea view, was out of bounds to visitors because of the
requirements of the army. In general the area should
probably be regarded as a must see by anyone who has not
been to any of the beautiful old towns on the Italian
mainland but, unusually, I was as much struck by the
displayed poverty of some areas as anything. The cathedral
is very interesting, though scarcely beautiful, from the
outside with bits being part of an earlier Greek temple.
However, contrary to my usual view in southern Europe, the
interior, which contains some strikingly beautiful columns,
provides a better spectacle. Taken as a whole I preferred
Ortygia at night and the jury was still out on Siracusa as
I took a bus and then a walk to the entrance to the Parco
Archeológico.
In 1992 Robert was the keynote speaker at the
first Earth Summit in Rio and spoke about the rubbish
problem in Antarctica. With their approval he then set up a
project to do something about it, choosing the Russian Base
of Bellingshausen, as it was one of the worse areas. Also,
it was accessible to visiting ships and had a runway
nearby, allowing both easy access for research into the
removal and aiding the difficult logistics.
South Georgia is truly one of the world’s
most spectacular wildlife habitats. This is mostly due to
its desolation and the fact that man finds it so very hard
to reach it – even in this day and age.