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An Old Africa Hand
Dick and Diana Hedges arrived in Nairobi in 1956 overland from Newport Pagnell, UK in their beloved ex-army ambulance. (A photo of their arrival appeared on Old Africa’s...
'Thu, 09 Aug 2012'

Readers who read Old Africa magazine and bloggers who blog may wonder why on earth Dick Hedges is duplicating an existing blog and why, known for his Leftist views, should he want any monarch saved, gracious or otherwise? To the former question you will see my blog is from a totally different aspect as the existing blog which is an informative story of how Kenya handled the first hours of Queen Elizabeth II’s reign. To the latter question, the entire content of this blog is to attempt to enlighten those many persons who so wrongly believe you cannot be a committed Socialist at the same time as being a committed...

Jon Arensen
Jon Arensen, PhD Oxford University, is professor of cultural anthropology at Houghton College in New York. He is the director of Houghton’s Tanzania Semester. Jon lives with his wife Barb in...
'Thu, 02 Aug 2012'

My father spent 45 years living and working in East Africa. During the first 15 years he worked with the Sukuma people in northern Tanganyika. The Sukuma people are the largest ethnic groups in Tanzania and they live in the plains just south of Lake Victoria. My father learned their language and culture and was intrigued by their ceremonies and the parallels with Christianity. He used some of these rituals as parables in his sermons. The following ritual is called Kupalanghanya.

About 70 years ago a young Sukuma man decided he was old enough to marry. He went and asked his father to arrange for a wife and his...

Elaine Barnett
Elaine Donner Barnett came to Tanganyika as a young girl in 1946. Later she married John Barnett at Kijabe, Kenya in the 1960s, with then vice-president Daniel Moi attending the service....
'Thu, 26 Jul 2012'

I was about five years old, quietly sitting behind our stone house on the large cement slab. My dad was nearby deeply engaged in conversation with a Bible School student. On the side of the house was a green patch of grass.
    As I looked out over my tiny kingdom, I noticed a dark-looking ‘stick’ poking up through the grass. I stared at it for a moment with no sense of alarm or danger. Then the stick disappeared. At first I thought nothing of it.
    My dad was still engaged in his discussion as I quietly sat there, but the disappearing stick started to arouse my curiosity. I wondered where this stick had suddenly disappeared. As I took another look, I saw this dark form sitting up in the grass again.  Then it disappeared again. I now realized...

An Old Africa Hand
Dick and Diana Hedges arrived in Nairobi in 1956 overland from Newport Pagnell, UK in their beloved ex-army ambulance. (A photo of their arrival appeared on Old Africa’s...
'Wed, 25 Jul 2012'

Today, not even the most adamant critic of living in Sub-saharan Africa, would suggest that it was a particularily unhealthy area in which to live.

This shows how very far medicine has advanced in the last 100 years, because for well in to the 20th century, Africa, and West Africa in particular, was called ‘The White Man’s Grave.’

If the snakes did not get you, then disease would! Caucasians dared not venture into Africa without donning a pith helmet and a spine pad, otherwise heat stroke or brain damage would strike them dead. Jackboots were strongly advised for both male and female attire because behind every bush...

Christine Nicholls
Christine Nicholls, author and historian, has written several books on East African history including Red Strangers: The White Tribe of Kenya, a biography on missionary-explorer David...
'Wed, 25 Jul 2012'

July 25, 2012

Here in England we are all geared up for the Olympic Games, starting this week. I hope Kenya’s athletes are on top form and win many medals.

I have just been reading a fascinating book – Mishkid: A Kenyan Childhood, by David Webster (available on Amazon). David was the son of Eric Webster, a missionary in Marsabit. Mishkid stands for missionary kid. David tells of the early days in Marsabit, the hazardous roads, the building of a clinic, church and school. Something he says is very true: ‘My generation of white Kenya kids represented several very different communities. The children of...

Elaine Barnett
Elaine Donner Barnett came to Tanganyika as a young girl in 1946. Later she married John Barnett at Kijabe, Kenya in the 1960s, with then vice-president Daniel Moi attending the service....
'Tue, 17 Jul 2012'

I had a memorable encounter with a rhino when I was five or six years old. My parents had been transferred from Katangulu to Nassa, where they continued to minister among the Sukuma people. I had become more fluent in Kisukuma than English because I played daily with the African children.

            One day they asked my dear dad to shoot a marauding rhinoceros that was destroying peoples’ gardens, stomping all over their food supply of nearly-ready crops. A truckload of men, one or two with guns, had come to drive this rhino away from the area, hoping to persuade it to head back onto the Serengeti plains. They weren’t very good at aiming their rifles. They hurriedly drove off, leaving a very angry beast behind. Now the rhino was a threat to peoples’...

Jon Arensen
Jon Arensen, PhD Oxford University, is professor of cultural anthropology at Houghton College in New York. He is the director of Houghton’s Tanzania Semester. Jon lives with his wife Barb in...
'Tue, 17 Jul 2012'

Birds are an integral part of the African scenery. When I think back over the many years I lived in Africa I recall many aural images. In my head I hear the piercing call of the African fish eagle, the raucous squawk of the Hadada ibis and the booming sound of the Kori bustard. But my favorite sound of all is the descending three notes of the red-chested cuckoo – Let it rain! Let it rain! Let it rain! However, my most vivid remembrance of birds comes from an incident that took place, not in Africa, but in the Amazon jungle. After finishing college I did a stint working in Colombia, South America. I lived with the Carapano...

An Old Africa Hand
Dick and Diana Hedges arrived in Nairobi in 1956 overland from Newport Pagnell, UK in their beloved ex-army ambulance. (A photo of their arrival appeared on Old Africa’s...
'Tue, 17 Jul 2012'

The Good Old Days of Platform Parties

 

From the end of WWII until the Kenyan Emergency was declared there were around 40,000 expats in Kenya at any one time, mostly from the UK and mostly on contracts that included ‘passages.’ Some of these expats working for the administration had longer contracts, but even the shorter ones had mid-term home leave and in the times before jet travel all this added up to much coming and going by sea via Suez. Any younger reader who might imagine the eight-and-a-quarter hours in a jumbo jet between Heathrow and Nairobi as being vastly preferable to a fortnight on a passenger liner making...

An Old Africa Hand
Dick and Diana Hedges arrived in Nairobi in 1956 overland from Newport Pagnell, UK in their beloved ex-army ambulance. (A photo of their arrival appeared on Old Africa’s...
'Tue, 10 Jul 2012'

 

Two old codgers were sitting in their leather armchairs at the Muthaiga Club, reading the week-old Times obituary columns, while drinking their whiskey sodas. A pretty young waitress passes wearing a fashionably short skirt. One geriatric says to the other, “You remember those pills they gave us to keep our mind off the Gals when we were doing our National Service with the British Army of the Rhine? Well - I think they are beginning to work!”

Caption: Mzee removes his reading spectacles to better study young waitress.

Jon Arensen
Jon Arensen, PhD Oxford University, is professor of cultural anthropology at Houghton College in New York. He is the director of Houghton’s Tanzania Semester. Jon lives with his wife Barb in...
'Tue, 03 Jul 2012'

In 1952 I lived in Tanganyika with my missionary parents. We lived rough, setting up tents in a forested peninsula on the shores of lake Victoria. The area had recently been opened to homesteaders and hundreds of Sukuma people were in the process of clearing trees and planting garden. But the area also teemed with wildlife and gardening with animals in the nearby forest was problematic. The biggest problem for the farmers was – BABOONS!

These terrestrial monkeys were clever and quickly learned there was tasty food to be found in the fields. A large troop of baboons could ruin a field of corn or sweet potatoes in a few...

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