A tribute to a mentor Mr Muyoya Chibiya

Adapted from a mesage writen by Chuma Mfuni

The events of history were controlled for your coming to this world

No less than for the coming of the saviour

The time had to be ripe….

The place just right….

The circumstances ready….

Before you could be born

God chose the parents of his son and endowed them with the personality they needed for the child that would be born

I speak to God about the man and woman that he chose to be your parents…

Until I see that they had to be the kind of humans they were

If you were to become What God meant you to be…

I speak to God about the woman (who became our mother) that he chose to be your partner…

Until I see that they had to be the kind of human they are

If you were to become What God meant you to be…

The Christ child comes to the world, like every other child

To give the world a message

What message did you have to give…True Friendship, Love, Joy, Leadership, Parenting,

Integrity, A model Christian the list is endless

I seek guidance from the lord to express it in a word or image…

Christ came into the world to walk a certain path

Fulfil a certain destiny.

He consciously fulfilled what had been ‘written’ for him

As I look back and see in wonder what was written and has thus far been fulfilled in your life…

And for each part of the script,

However small,

I say ‘thanks for being my Model, Inspiration and Mentor’

To make holy with my gratitude

I look with expectation and surrender

At all that is to come, in life now without you…

And like Christ ….

I say, “Yes. Let God’s will be done”

Finally, I recall the song the angles sang when Christ was born…

They sang of Peace and Joy

That gives God glory

Have I ever heard the angles song when you were born? Not Yet

I see with Joy what has been done through you

To make the world a better place

And I join the angels in the

Song they sang to celebrate your life

And for the rest of my life on earth I will sing with you in mind
“Now unto him that is able to keep ‘me’ from falling, and to present ‘me’ faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy, To the only wise God ‘my’ Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and forever.”

Keeping in mind that “I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength”, to even go on now… without you.




Mumba Yachi, Lenshina and the Continuing Challenges of Zambian Citizenship

Elias Munshya, LL.M, MBA, M.DIV.

E. Munshya, LLM, MBA, M.DIV.

In Chiwempala

It was a bright sunny Chiwempala morning in 1992. Some looked extremely old, but they all appeared exhausted. I cannot quite remember seeing the young or the children among them. I can vividly remember the women, the old women. Their wrinkled faces with pleasantly wrapped ifitambala on their heads. I can’t quite recall where I was coming from or what led me to Chiwempala Community Hall on that day. But there I was. I knew something was different about this group of wearied people. If this was part of the Frederick Chiluba democratic project, my little mind would come to find out. The group was receiving a lot of attention too. A stout looking man with a big camera and long lenses was constantly photographing the group. “Odd”, I thought and off I went on with my business. I can’t still quite recall…

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Against All Odds – #AfricanWomenInScience

Science Diary of a Single Mum


White Rhinos in Lake Nakuru National Park, 2015

It is estimated that there are only about 5,000 black rhinos left in the wild in Africa – making the black rhino right up on the top of the CRITICALLY endangered species list. In comparison, there are about 20,000 white rhinos left in the wild with the largest population of these being in South Africa. Against all odds the white rhino population has been “revamped” due to concerted efforts and the loud conservationist voices crying out SAVE THE RHINO! By 1993, the black rhino population had declined by about 96%, and again, against all odds that number has risen to ~5,000 in the recent few years. Even more interesting, against all odds the Southern white rhino was saved from the brink of extinction where we had only about 50 surviving in the wild at one time to the current numbers. Surely against…

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Fall armyworm – and how viruses could help combat the plague.


Kenneth Wilson of the Univ of Lancaster has recently written a blog post on the plagues of African and “Fall” armyworms (aka caterpillars, larvae of moth species in the genus Spodoptera) that are currently chewing their way through southern African maize and other crops. I wrote the following as a comment to his blog.

Nice article – which very ably demonstrates the perils of importing agricultural pests from elsewhere!

I am interested that you wrote:
“There are non-chemical, biological pesticides that could also be effective. These are pesticides derived from natural diseases of insects, such as viruses, fungi and bacteria.”

Some years back (OK, nearly 30) Barbara von Wechmar in the then Microbiology Dept was instrumental in our finding a number of insect viruses that were seriously lethal to aphids and green stinkbugs. These were inadvertent discoveries, which happened three times – twice with different viruses for aphids which…

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Evelyn Nguleka shattered the agricultural ceiling

trailblazer, and all we can do learn to emulate her positive traits. polarising even in death, one wishes she could live to see the last day in court.

Sincerely Zambian Human Interest



evy Former Word Farmers’ Organisation (WFO) and  Zambia National Farmers’ Union (ZNFU) president, Evelyn Nguleka is remembered as a bold advocate for the small scale farmer.

THE agricultural world has lost a pioneer and the smallholder African farmer, a fierce advocate who used her passion and influence to speak on their behalf.
Evelyn Nguleka, who died in Lusaka on Saturday after an

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Agonising over the loss of liberal ideals 

Very sad development

Ed Rybicki's Blog

I am conflicted. Seriously conflicted. I have been at the University of Cape Town since 1974, as a student, postgraduate and academic; I have been here through the unrest periods of 1976, the 1980s, the 1990s, and now the 20teens.

And never before have I felt as alienated or depressed about being here as I do now.

Seriously: even though I demonstrated in 1976, 1985 and in the 1990s, and agonised about leaving in 1990 (saved by Mandela being released), it was not my institution that was the target of protest – and now it is.

To describe why, I must describe the context: this is of an institution that is the oldest western-style university in Africa, one of the oldest in the southern hemisphere, and which leads Africa as a teaching and research facility. It is also run by well-meaning liberals, albeit largely white, and male, some of whom were revolutionaries…

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