Social Center Part 12 (African Improv)

And so the everlasting wait for those elusive doors & windows continues. But at least we seem to be getting closer. Now I hear Monday for their arrival.

In the mean time, it is a lot of small tasks.

And the inspiration for this blog post is probably one of the strangest improv that I have come up with sense being here in Swaziland. Ironically, improvising is necessity and a skill most Swazi's seem to lack.

And here goes the story.

So we have this big pile of river sand that was brought in for the project 7 yrs ago when they build the exterior. But in those 7 yrs, grass has grown into it, trash has accumulated, big & small rocks have found their way into the pile and making it hardly suitable for use in making the cement needed to install the doors & windows or anything else. So for 2 days we have searched for a Shifter to grade the sand to make it usable. No luck and to expensive to buy.

So last night as I was sitting in my place thinking of how to solve it. The answer came to me literally through the air.

I was looking at my fan. And the cover of the fan became the shifter. I pulled it off and brought it in the morning. Everyone look at me like I was crazy, which the idea is, cause it is so out of the box that it dumbfounded all the staff. But they all agreed it worked great.

So Senzo and I began shifting a big pile of sand and today (remember summer is just starting down here) was very hot. A couple of his friends showed up to help out but would talk more than work, granted they were just helping. So as we closed in on the end I had get them to shovel and shift faster so we could all good home early. We found .15 cents

I am quite proud of the improv and just proves that inspiration can come from anything, anywhere.