Water is Life

America: Wake up, walk down the stairs, turn the faucet on and fill a glass full of deliciously fresh tasting water. After gulping this down I decide to take a shower. Stepping into the tub, I turn the knob and all at once there is a fountain of warm water above my head engulfing my body. Shortly later I begin a load of laundry by placing clothes in a machine, turning the button and waiting until it is filled with water, sloshed around with soap and deemed clean. Next, I open the sliding glass door to water my garden. I rotate the red knob and the hose is filled with cool feeling water, ready to drown the plants in hydration. 

Rural Zambia: I wake to find that I have no clean, safe drinking water. I feel parched. Quickly I head outside my hut, strap on two 20 liter jerry cans to the rack of my bike and cycle about 500 meters to the nearest source of water. When I arrive at the hand pump there is a line of children and women attempting to pump water using the strength of their arms to move the metal lever up and down. The child pumps and pumps until there is no water left. Exhausted, she sits down waiting for the hand pump’s pipes and groundwater to restore itself and collect more water. Filling one 20 liter jug can up to 15 minutes during the hot season when there is less water below the ground. As I count the number of empty buckets and jerry cans positioned on the concrete slab I begin to realize THIS is how I will spend my morning. I will be waiting here for about 1 hour. My throat tingles at the thought of ice cold water that would have previously been so convenient in my ‘luxurious’ American lifestyle. Many minutes later, I am pumping my water for my very own water jugs. Once these are full I tie a citenge (cloth used for basically everything including daily dress for women) and carefully manage to pick up both jugs and place perfectly on my bike rack so there is balance and harmony. Upon arrival at my site I measure out 5 liters of water, pour this into a large bucket and then proceed to place 10 drops of chlorine into the large bucket. I wait thirty minutes. After these thirty minutes have passed I then pour the 5 liters of water into my Peace Corps issued water filter where the internal candles are meant to catch any loose particles or impurities. Once the water is filtered through I am then able to pour it into my clean Nalgene bottle and drink.

Jerry jugs strapped onto my bike

I fill five liters from the yellow jug into the silver container

I chlorinate the water using this dropper

My Peace Corps issued water filter

Dirty candles within the filter

'Clean' candles after a thorough tooth brushing

As you can imagine, the process for anything water related is similar to this in rural Zambia. ‘Taking a shower’ involves heating water (when I am feeling especially ambitious), pouring water into a bucket where I then use a pitcher to ‘scoop’ the water onto my body like a waterfall. Washing clothes involves two buckets; one filled with soapy water and the other filled with plain water. Any activity that involves water here takes at least 3 times as long as in the developed world. Tasks involving water require mindful incorporation into an individual’s daily schedule. 

Attempting to wash my clothes...

Water sources throughout my community

Many individuals must travel long distances (up to 6km) on foot in order to reach the nearest borehole. Fortunately, Peace Corps has issued me my very own bicycle in which I use to transport my water. It is a luxury to have a bicycle in the village. Instead, most people; women specifically, are traveling on foot and proceed to carry the buckets of water on their head (a sight I am still amazed by). I have been told on many occasions that many children at times must actually miss school because they are fetching water for their families that is very far in distance. As you may guess, this is usually the girl child; another struggle within gender disparities found here.

The main water sources of water for those living my community are shallow hand-dug wells and boreholes to utilize the groundwater available. There is a major shortage of boreholes and clean water sources for community members. In fact, many of these boreholes are not protected from animals causing another health concern. Those who are not using hand pumps are using streams or dams which are typically even more contaminated and unhealthy. Due to the fact that many families do not boil or treat their water with chlorine before drinking (many cannot afford chlorine and/or do not see the necessity of boiling before drinking) it is apparent that some of the largest health concerns in my community stem from poor water quality and sanitation.   

Diarrhea, coughing, sneezing, common colds, and other diseases/illnesses easily passed on through lack of clean water and poor sanitation are very prevalent throughout my community.

You may be asking, “Does the Zambian government have regulations for water sources in the rural areas?” The answer to such a question; as well as other health related matters in terms of government policies, is often a bit slippery. One area that is seen as a priority is water availability at the local schools. At each school there is a borehole that provides the school children with water throughout the school days. While water sources at schools are a major priority for the district, there are often areas that are overlooked for a myriad of reasons. The district ministry of health is ‘supposed’ to monitor the availability to clean water sources in all areas but this is often overlooked or not deemed a true health concern pressing enough to take action upon immediately. Boreholes/hand pumps are needed in many areas in my community but unfortunately the district cannot afford to construct these everywhere. There is a process whereby if a community can raise about 1/3 of the amount it takes to complete the borehole, then the district (or another NGO) will come into the community and build the structure. The problem here is many villages are not willing or unable to contribute such funds. Some people in the village may see their water source as an issue but are not willing to give a small amount or work together as a community to raise the funds for such a construction. Of course people do not have an endless amount of money in remote villages, but there are have been a handful of villages in my community that have raised the funds (perhaps each family setting aside a small amount each month to contribute) demonstrating that it is possible. Personally, I like this approach; perhaps I am biased because I am working in sustainable development. When organizations; or even the government, simply come in and hand out ‘free’ things to the community and villages it often makes villagers dependent and reliant on outside help whereas when people here in the community take ownership of their own projects it often empowers them to continue to maintain their projects or programs thus making them less dependent on outside sources-the goal of Peace Corps!

My closest hand pump/borehole

There is no protection around the water source preventing animals from coming near and defecating 

View leading to my water source

One of the many dams people use as their source of drinking water. Take note of the cattle surrounding the dam.

Water is a precious resource

If I have learned anything from staying in a rural African village with water issues, it is that safe and clean running water should not be undervalued. It should not be wasted either. All beings that exist on this earth survive through water. As humans, we are using water constantly whether it is for cooking, cleaning, washing clothes and dishes, bathing, work, farming, or drinking. Water rules our existence. I think it is worthwhile to think of how much water we consume on a regular basis by asking ourselves questions such as, ‘what do we use water for and how much are we using?’

A human can survive for more than three weeks without food. Without water a human an only survive about 3 or 4 days. 

In Chitonga we say, “meenda abuumi.” In other words, water is life and should be handled with care.

And......Just for kicks and giggles...

My road block each day ;)