Diaconate

I have been waiting for this day for many many years. When I arrived to Tanzania, and then to Kiabakari, I met this tiny altar server Agostino Barageti Masamaki Mapambano, a third grade primary student (if I remember correctly). I watched as he grew in years, faith and wisdom. And now, twenty two years later, he received diaconate along with his classmate from Musoma Cathedral, a person very close to my heart, whom I met in the cathedral some ten years back and it happened that at that time William Bahitwa chose to join the formation year and then major seminary...

Kiswahili

Walking down the memory lane today again...how money times these days... Anniversaries, reminiscing past events which influenced the present... Today, if I remember correctly, but I am pretty sure I am spot on on this one - twenty years have passed since I crossed the threshold of Maryknoll Language School in Makoko area of Musoma town (then, now it is Musoma Municipality). My relationship with kiswahili language has begun officially. Now you may call it love affair...