I just got back from six weeks at GHTA. Though I've traveled widely in the past, and lived for extended periods of time in other cultures, this experience was one of the highlights of my life so far.
I had managed to get to age 70 without visiting Africa, and I wanted to fill that gap in a way that felt meaningful to me, rather than just go as another traveler hoping to see giraffes and lions. My brother had a special relationship to Tanzania, so the minute I saw the GHTA website I knew it was exactly the kind of place that I was looking for, and in the country I most wanted to experience firsthand.
It turned out to be a wonderful choice. The students are, and I say this without the slightest bit of exaggeration, truly amazing. They come from so little, and yet show up every day beautiful and radiating goodwill. They will embrace your presence with joy, curiosity, gratitude, and enthusiasm.
The organization uses every penny of your volunteer money to further the program. The lodging is comfortable and safe. The staff could not be more caring and supportive. There is always someone around to answer any question you might have, to help you with any problem you might run into. And as an extra, it is no small luxury to have Zuwena cooking a delicious meal for you every night!
What was your funniest moment?
All of us, the staff and volunteers, were in the process of interviewing applicants for 2026. We had spent a full day of it on Saturday, and between us had interviewed about 50 hopefuls. It was a Sunday, and we were told there were going to be a few stragglers showing up who hadn't made it the day before.
I was in a bajaji with Zuwena, a staff member, and Linda, another volunteer. We were on our way home from a little excursion into town and had almost gotten back home when we got the message: two women, applicants, were out on the road, and couldn't find the school. The bajaji turned around to look for them. I hopped out and went the other direction.
I saw two young women walking together. I ran up to the them, and in my pidgen Swahili, asked them if they were going to the school. Yes, they said, they were. "Come, come, this way!" I said. I motioned for them to follow me. They looked a bit shy. I encouraged them. Led them through the gate into the school courtyard, sat them down at the outdoor table, and enthusiastically gave them applications to fill out. They dutifully started writing. I glanced over the shoulder of one of them and congratulated her on her excellent English.
After awhile, a staff member came by and one of the two women asked her: what is this for?
It turned out I had dragged a couple of students from the nearby university, who were indeed, going to school! Just not the same one!
Pros
- Accepting, positive, loving environment.
- You can see the difference the school is making in the women's lives.
- You will learn a lot more than you teach.
Cons
- The school needs money. If you don't go, at least donate!