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Mbeya / Re: Mbeya School 1955-1959
« Last post by dbking on 03 November, 2014, 20:33 »
I've been reading through a variety of the topics here and have thoroughly enjoyed the comments of others who attended Mbeya School during this period. These comments, along with the photos that some have posted, sure bring back a flood of memories. My parents lived in Tukuyu so I was a boarder during this time - began when I was 6, so I'd guess that I was in Standard 1?.

I've recently found a Google Earth view of the school (8°55'28.00"S - 33°24'46.00"E), which is now a technical school, and it looks almost exactly as I remember it almost 60 years ago!

--I fondly remember wrestling with my best friend (whose name I cannot remember), rolling around on the grass outside the dorm right after bathing before the evening meal.
--I remember the dining hall, the meals, the drum beat that called us to meals ... I still beat it out once in a while for my kids and grand kids.
--I remember the dorms, the matron, the communal baths; the classrooms, inkwells, spitballs (I remember that I broke a girl's glasses with one once) ... and the "Kiboko" on occasion.
--I remember the movies, the backstage area of the auditorium, climbing up into the attic of the auditorium and changing the time on the clock ... then climbing through the attic areas above the classrooms and rest-rooms - the girls' was always of interest ...
--I remember my first game of rugby - I was hooked! Played it from then on through high school.
--I remember the walks in the forested areas around the fields - finding mouse remains from the owls.
--I had friends who lived at a Bible School a few miles from Mbeya School toward Mbeya mountain - and their dog showed up at the school on occasion looking for me.

There are so many other memories that have flooded my mind since finding this site. I'd sure love to go back sometime just to relive some of these memories ...

Dave
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St. Michaels, Soni / Re: Soni Reunion 2014
« Last post by jooms on 22 August, 2014, 19:31 »
Sadly Alistair Brown died this year but, according to his wishes, we continued with the reunion that he had organised for Oxford on 26th July. 24 Soni "boys" attended.
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Tanzania / Arusha between 1978 and 1986
« Last post by AsIwrite on 24 June, 2014, 08:10 »
Hello! I spent a year in Tanzania in 2008 and loved it so much! I'm now writing a novel based in Arusha between 1978 and 1986 and am looking for information (and books, video, etc) about the life at that time, picture of the city, places where locals were going, habits, tensions due to political and economical changes etc. I would be very grateful for sharing any memories of that time.
Thanks a lot.
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Arusha School / Re: Arusha School Teachers
« Last post by Val on 07 June, 2014, 19:34 »
I was at the school 69-72. From my old school reports, the following teachers were around (excuse the spelling, but the handwriting isn't always clear):

(1969) R Kassam - Form Teacher, Mr BL Jones - Headmaster
(1970) Irene Smith - Form Teacher
(1970) R Nettelbeck - Form Mistress, she taught us the "Kookabarra" song, Mr DC Nettelbeck/Laidlaw - Headmaster/s?
(1971) A Gattnaid - Class Teacher, Laidlaw - Headmaster?
(1971) Miss Boddy - Class Teacher, Laidlaw - Headmaster?
(1972) Mr WL Cairney - took us for swimming - passed my Beginners certificate doing doggy paddle!
(1972) Miss G Allen - says she knew me since 1969, and I was in the School Brownie Pack.
(1972) M Lawery - Class Teacher, D Wilhoft - Class Teacher, Mr Nyakinsgani - Headmaster

I noticed from the net that a DC Nettelbeck is currently still in education in Australia (he must have been a very young headmaster!)
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Arusha School / Standard 4 1972?
« Last post by Val on 04 June, 2014, 15:59 »
Hello Everyone - My name is Valerie Ferro (if anyone remembers me). I accidentally came across this site the other day and read everything with great interest and excitement. I wracked my brain trying to remember anyone's name, quizzed my parents and even sent them the picture from another post from 1971 - to no avail. Then my mother found this picture and I remembered my Dad had given me an envelope with old certificates. To my absolute joy, I discovered my old school reports. I think the picture maybe from 1972 Standard 4. I'm the smallest one in the front row (second from the end). The first girl, front row, is called Cathy (father owned the printing place?). The first two girls at the back are twins from Holland (one called Gertrude?, I think their mother did arty jewellry stuff). The chinese lad in the middle once showed us how to use chopsticks with two pencils and a piece of chalk. The african lad in the back row got stung by a wasp near his eye. Teacher Mr Wilhoft? From the reports, I was at Arusha School from 1969-1972.

I will try to put together info from the reports regarding teachers' names/dates if it helps with memories. And I also have some photographs of a pantomime that was put on at the town theatre (Snow White) - some of you may have been in that - I think two of the Shitakha sisters are in that - following on a post in another topic.
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Tengeru / Polish Refugees in Tengeru
« Last post by J.Fedec on 21 May, 2014, 09:28 »
Hello nTZ community,

My name is Julia Fedec, a Registered Nurse from Ontario Canada. I am currently working in the city of Arusha in Northern Tanzania. I chose to come volunteer in Tanzania for many reasons, but most importantly to connect with a land that has much history with my family. My grandmother, Zofia Nowak was a Polish Refugee living in Tengeru (Daluti district) during WWII from 1942-1948. I have visited the Polish Refugee cemetary in the village of Tengeru but I am hoping to find some information or documentation on her existance here in Tanzania during that time. I was hoping to see if anyone would have any suggestions or recommendations on how I would be able to obtain further information on my grandmother's time here in Tanzania. She was 10 or 11 years old when living here. She is the daughter of Polish solider Josef Nowak and Maria Nowak from former Belarus. Her siblings included Richard and Barbara Nowak. She moved around from Uganda then to England, and finally settling in Nothern Ontario Canada.

Any help or suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Thank you kindly for reading my email.

Best regards,

Julia Fedec
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Get in touch / Henry J Reuter - South African, lived in east africa
« Last post by skwaa on 13 May, 2014, 14:19 »
Looking to make contact with anyone that knew Henry J Reuter
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Arusha School / Standard 5 1971 Photo Arusha School
« Last post by shonab on 18 April, 2014, 12:40 »
Hi Everyone!
This is the Standard 5 class photo from 1971. I am in front row, second girl from right. (Next to the blonde girl- was she called Ellen?)

My name is Shona. My brothers Gary and Alastair were at the school from 1969-1971 with me too.

We lived in a house on St Constantine's (Greek) School site. My Dad worked at the printing litho and my Mum taught ballet at Arusha school for a short time.

It would be great to catch up with anyone in the photo!!!

Cheers,
Shona Borthwick
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Mbeya / Re: Mbeya School 1955-1959
« Last post by pippajarman on 20 February, 2014, 11:11 »
I think his name was WALLINGTON....they named the 'Red' House after him! I was at Mbeya from 1957 (7rs) until 1960?? in Stanley.

I am 're-friended' !! with Tiffany & Lou Morrant (also Stanley) Tiff is now Tiffany Foster and shares her year between the Isle of Wight and Noordhoek (RSA) and Lou is Lou Docke & has a Farm in Noordhoek.

I also see Diana Curtis nee Wren regularly.

I live in Knysna, on the Southern Coast of South Africa.
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Mbeya / Re: Mbeya School 1955-1959
« Last post by pippajarman on 20 February, 2014, 11:05 »
Mbeya School for 5 years.
Things I remember:
Mr Waddington was the headmaster when I went there in form 2 in 1955 as a day scholar. My teachers were Miss Swift and Miss Steere. In 1956 my teacher was Miss Thompson (3a) and Mr. Francis became headmaster. In 1957 I was in 4a with Mr McCleery; in 1958 I was in 5a.

In my first year at Mbeya, I was a day scholar as my father was the British Government D.C. in Mbeya. Then we were transferred to Zanzibar and I had to fly to Mbeya with my brother, Michael. I think that the terms were very long then. After a week, I announced to my brother that I had had enough of this and would go home now! He broke the terrible news to me that I had another 5-6 weeks at boarding school.

There were various games in fashion each term – like jacks or pick-up-sticks or skipping. We loved playing with Dinky cars creating long roads in the dirt dongas. We played hospitals, lying on the steps behind the assembly hall. We used to learn dancing in the hall; I remember the Scottish dancing and dancing the polka. We had old fashioned roller skates and used to have a track next to the gym and fly round and round for hours.

We used to have the job of raising the union jack on the flagpole at assembly. First it had to be folded correctly, with a loop in it so it would break out when it reached the top. You had to be careful that you did not get it upside down.

For the annual fancy dress event you had to line up and present yourself with a partner, curtsey or bow to the headmaster and his wife. This was in the assembly area in front of the hall. Once my brother went as a Viking warrior and I was a Spanish dancer. I was very envious of my brother’s outfit.

Next to the hall there was an anti room which had cabinets with shallow drawers and a magnificent butterfly collection. Scientifically arranged.
Behind the hall was a music room where I learnt to play the recorder. If you were in the choir you wore a white surplice over a dark skirt.

In the River Garden there was a fast flowing stream and water was taken away from it for irrigation in concrete lined furrows. On the other side to the right was a huge baobab tree – you could climb this to a certain level, round and round. Many of us would be in it at once.
Once we went on an outing to visit an Indian girl’s school. I had never really met Indians and this left a big impression on me.
When the Mau Mau rebellion was on, we were sent home a week early and the school was used as a ‘refugee’ camp for families from Kenya. I seem to remember that we had lights mounted on dormitories at night in preparation for a possible attack? Certainly there were guards around the dormitories.

In the girls toilet block at the end of the senior classrooms, we shimmied up the walls and climbed into the roof space. We then climbed along under the roof through all the classrooms. We made a small hole in the board so we could peer down into the classrooms. We had to move along on the wooden struts so as not to fall through the light board. We travelled right along to the area behind the stage in the hall. The classrooms were in a “U” shape behind the assembly hall. Facing the hall, the junior classrooms were to the right and the senior ones to the left. The headmaster’s office was across the road on the way to the River Garden.

I was a Brownie and then became a Girl Guide. These groups were taken very seriously. There were all sorts of tasks we had to complete, gaining badges: how to follow a trail; how to build a fire; various knots to tie. Once we went on overnight camp into an area near the teachers’ accommodation. While the Catholic girls were at church on the Sunday some of us raided the orchard and ate the fruit. We were in terrible trouble when we were found out.

In my last year they built a rifle range in the River Garden and a wall to hold the targets.
We would lie down across the river and shoot at the targets on the near side of the river. You had to cross the bridge to get your target to see how you had done.
The whole senior class climbed the mountain 'Mbeya Peak', behind the school. It took the whole day and was a fiasco. Some kids were meant to carry the water and the fruit / lunch. We got to the top, had a wonderful view of the school below us, and then found that all the water and fruit had been eaten by the hungry carriers. We were parched with thirst. There was a free for all dash back down the mountain. Out of control we were desperate for water. Some kids asked Africans for water. I remember dashing back into Burton dormitories bathroom and drinking gallons.

In the bathroom there were 4 baths in a line and for bath time you lined up naked with your towel to await your turn for a bath. I remember lining up for inoculations outside the sanatorium and being terrified as the word was passed back along the line that the needle was blunt and that it had broken in one of the kid’s arms. I seemed to spend quite a bit of time in the sanatorium with bronchitis and used to play with cards, building tall constructions.

Girls would be punished with the wet tacky. I remember the whole dormitory lining up for this once.

In my final year, 1959, we were told we had to do the new exam, the 11+ and we all lined up in front of the refectory to do the exam. I was then told that I did not need to do this as I was going to school in South Africa.

You could have a boyfriend and this was organised by empowering a go-between to approach him and ask him if he was interesting in being your boy-friend. That was as far as it went!
We loved playing in the fir trees beyond the playing fields. Inside the forest there were tunnels that looked full of snakes and spiders. We believed that the Germans had made them and did not go into them. Did anyone? We had a special route climbing from fir tree to fir tree, often at quite a height, and we felt this to be very daring.

There were two dogs at Mbeya School, one called ‘Poppy’ and another daschund called ‘Whisky’; we loved them. We had chameleons and believed that if you put them on your red jumper that they would pop in the effort to change their colour to red! Then the little African boys brought us baby pigeons and sold them to us, saying that they would kill them otherwise. The pigeons always died anyway. The teachers found out and stopped the purchasing of baby birds.

I was friends with Sandra Blain, Janet Rutter, Christine Mountain and my younger cousin, Diana Wren. My brother, Michael Smithyman is two years older than me. He was in Stanley house and a very good sportsman. He went to Lushoto School for at least a year after leaving Mbeya School.

It’s amazing what you can remember when you start to think about those days! I think that we were lucky to be there, we had wonderful school grounds, good, if stern teachers and a solid education. There never was a sense that girls were any less than the boys. We were in the same classrooms, did serious sports, learnt to shoot, tie knots, make fires. I give thanks for all those experiences.

I have various old Mbeya school magazine from 1956 and 1957 and small personal photographs. At first they had only 2 terms in the year, later 3 and produced a school magazine either 2 or 3 per year.
Here below is a photo of the front cover of "The Mbeyan". The photo below is of speech day with Headmaster, Mr Francis and his wife, I am on the right, Sandra Blain on the left. I think that this is 1956. The thrid picture is of Christine Mountain and myself in our choir outfits.
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