In the bustling heart of Zambia’s Copperbelt, within the dynamic yet tumultuous Chamboli, known colloquially as “Biafra,” my dad embraced the role of a social worker after his initial career as a teacher. His transition to the ZCCM mining company marked the beginning of an extraordinary journey, leading the Youth in Chamboli initiative against a backdrop of potential unrest and youthful exuberance. Amidst challenges that could easily spiral into chaos, my dad wielded a powerful tool transcending conventional methods of conflict resolution: active listening. His ability to truly hear, understand, and empathetically engage with the community’s youth cultivated a remarkable sense of calm and order in a place nicknamed after a war-torn region. This narrative explores the profound impact of my dad’s active listening, a testament to the transformative power of genuine empathy and understanding within the complexities of human interaction and community building.
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Bus Fares In Kitwe
by JS •
Travelling around Kitwe, the commonest form of transport is the mini-bus. Zambians are friendly people and this is one of the best ways of interacting with fellow residents. It is also the cheapest.
1967 – LEARNING TO RIDE
by David Talbot •
After about six months in Kitwe I had settled into teaching at Chamboli and made some very good friends.
The Dag Hammarskjold Memorial Museum On Kitwe-Ndola Road
by JS •
John F. Kennedy said of Dag Hammarskjold: “I realise now that in comparison to him, I am a small man. He was the greatest statesman of our century.”
My Zambian Memories
by David Talbot •
Senior Teacher, Chamboli Secondary School: September 1966 – November 1972 As the plane gradually lost height on its final approach to Ndola airport I could see the African bush beneath the plane’s wings, stretching away into the distance. As far as I could see there was nothing except a few trees and red earth together…
Chamboli Schools Re-visited
by JS •
Kitwe did not always have so many schools. In the early 1960s there was a shortage of primary and secondary schools….
My Kitwe
by Dr John Sendama •
Growing up in Kitwe, I was able to make friends with children whose parents originated from all corners of the country, and beyond.