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| Name: | Lily Meiring ( nee Davis ) |
| E-mail address: | jpm246@telkomsa.net |
| Comments: | Glad to see the Sakeji page after all these years.I live in Pretoria, South Africa, married with 4 children.
Keep in contact with Rose Grieson (nee Patterson)I was there from 1955 to 1960. Can anyone remember me or remember those times. Please mail me Thanks |
| Name: | Dave and Jen Hess |
| E-mail address: | davejenhess@mac.com |
| Comments: | Hi Martha,
Dont know if you remember me, but my sister Margie, you will.If you are on Facebook.look me up. It would be nice to chat. How is Tim doing? I remember him well.Send a message. We are in Oz now. Dave |
| Name: | Margaret Hess |
| E-mail address: | ahmargie@copper.net |
| Comments: | Dear Martha,
It was wonderful to discover the Sakeji website and to see some of the pictures. It made me very homesick. I am glad that you are reaching out to Sakeji-ites. I hope that this comment finds you well and blessed. Margie Hess |
| Name: | Rose (Paterson) Grierson |
| E-mail address: | rose.grierson@lizzy.com.au |
| Comments: | Just an update with a change in my email address. Would love to hear from anyone in our past or who lives in Australia. Still keep in touch with Lily Davis. |
| Name: | David Reed |
| E-mail address: | Reeddavelia@aol.com |
| Comments: | I've just read your comments with great interest, especially your happy memories and your bitter memories.
Fascinating. How extraordinary that we now have this technolodgy to share thouights like these years afterwads with people we've never met. Sadly my bitter memories outwigh my happy ones, though I'm sure I did have a lot of fun there. Collecting shindwas - as you mention - and also those other little fruit we called 'leopards' and 'tigers' because of their spots and stripes; I've often wondered what they were really called or why they haven't been developed commercially, they were so delicious. Also eating guavas and mulberries. And of course rice cakes. In fact all my good memories seem to revolve around eating. Except the day Mr Hess ate my piece of Sunday fudge. On Sundays we always had a piece of fudge beside our plates which we ate after the meal, but this day I was sitting beside Mr Hess and he ate my fudge. I watched in horror as it disappeared. I wsa terrified of him and of course couldn't say anything. Which leads me to my bitter memories because they all centred around Mr Hess and his terrible temper,and his 'thrashings' of which I was the recipient several times and which left deep scars mentally and emotionally - as I know with many others, including my brothers. What I hated most about Sakeji was my nickname of 'Skinny.' I really hated that and dreaded going back to school for fear of being teased in tht way. My greatest joy on leaving there and going to secondary school in Nairobi was that nobody there would know ny nickname and hopefully nobody would re-invent it. They didn't. I was known, bizarrely, as Dij, from my initials, DJG. A strange incident similar in emotion to your turning on the wrong light involved me picking up a raincoat. We were having breakfast when Mr Hess came in in a foul temper and ordered us all to stop eating and to back back to the classroom block. I arrived there first and noticed a raincoat lying on the floor. I picked it up and was hanging on its hook when Mr Hess apppeared and shouted angrily at me to leave it where it was. When everyone was assembled, he demanded to know who had taken the coat off its hook and dropped it on the floor. Of course the fear and instinct within me wanted to make me 'confess' to having done it, as otherwise why would I have hurried so rapidly from the dinning room and been found in tha act of picking ip up. However, I overcame the fear and emotion and remained silent, knowing that Mr Hess must believe that I was the culprit, which I wasn't. I don't remember the outcome of that, but I wasn't punished. I have never been back there since leaving but have often shared thoughts and experiences with others - especially our fear and hatred of Mr Hess and the scars this left on many people. Yet he was a Christian. It's all very strange. I loved learning the memory verses and I always rememberesd one talk in particular about 'four things that are small but significant' from the book of Proverbs. Goodness knows why it made such an impression on me. In conclusion, I was very struck with your final sentence - 'My heart was lonely ......' . Those were my feelings exactly. I could not put into better words my feelings of Sakeji than that. (I was there from 1948 to 1952) |
| Name: | Jeremiah |
| E-mail address: | jthom@ku.edu |
| Comments: | Thank you for the memories! I attended Sakeji in 1990. I was in the summer session that lasted I think only 6 weeks.
I have many of the same memories, such as marching and swimming in the river. I remember also that the pool was fed by the river and sometimes you would be swimming alongside frogs and fish. My only consolation to being separated from my parents was that my brothers were also in school with me. I do remember running out during the opening ceremony in the chapel to catch my parents before they left. I also remember that for breakfast we would eat rice cakes and marmite. After our first helping of marmite then we were permitted to eat the rice cakes with ketchup. A teacher would always sit at the front of the table and you had to ask them to be excused. Pineapple was also a common fruit that we ate. We never were able to watch any cartoons, but we did listen to old records in the commons area. Writing home was never honest. All of our letters were read before we could send them home. If anything negative was written you would have to re-write it and then march afterwards. Does anyone else remember the 'man in the woods with the hatchet myth'? Well, it's true. We were walking with our teacher through the woods past the airfield when we saw him. We told our teacher, who dismissed us until she too saw him. Needless to say, we all ran back to the school. I have so many vivid memories of that school. Probably because it was such a traumatic experience for my entire family. To this day, I must confess I still enjoy marmite. Sincerely, Jeremy Kansas , USA |
| Name: | Jeremiah |
| E-mail address: | jthom@ku.edu |
| Comments: | Thank you for the memories! I attended Sakeji in 1990. I was in the summer session that lasted I think only 6 weeks.
I have many of the same memories, such as marching and swimming in the river. I remember also that the pool was fed by the river and sometimes you would be swimming alongside frogs and fish. My only consolation to being separated from my parents was that my brothers were also in school with me. I do remember running out during the opening ceremony in the chapel to catch my parents before they left. I also remember that for breakfast we would eat rice cakes and marmite. After our first helping of marmite then we were permitted to eat the rice cakes with ketchup. A teacher would always sit at the front of the table and you had to ask them to be excused. Pineapple was also a common fruit that we ate. We never were able to watch any cartoons, but we did listen to old records in the commons area. Writing home was never honest. All of our letters were read before we could send them home. If anything negative was written you would have to re-write it and then march afterwards. Does anyone else remember the 'man in the woods with the hatchet myth'? Well, it's true. We were walking with our teacher through the woods past the airfield when we saw him. We told our teacher, who dismissed us until she too saw him. Needless to say, we all ran back to the school. I have so many vivid memories of that school. Probably because it was such a traumatic experience for my entire family. To this day, I must confess I still enjoy marmite. Sincerely, Jeremy Kansas , USA |
| Name: | franklin |
| Name: | Andrew McQuillan |
| E-mail address: | barotse@gmail.com |
| Name: | Sam McQuillan |
| E-mail address: | sammcq@post.com |
| Comments: | I attended Sakeji from 1964-67 and 1969-1971. Then the terms were 18 weeks long. I vividly recall the dread at the start of each term and the pain of separation from my parents. I remember the countdown to each half-term and to the end of term. What joy to see my father driving up the hill in his Land-Rover. The exultation of freedom- the holidays-was constantly tempered by the dread of having to return for the next school term. My childhood in Zambia was an endless countdown-always centered on the dreaded Sakeji term. Each term was like a prison sentence. I was forever in trouble. In the early grades I attracted frequent slappings across the face from Miss Masterton and paddlings from other teachers, and was constantly marching around the playground. In higher grades I invariably copped 3 or 4 thrashings every term from Hr. Hess with his belt, and several “6-of-the-best” from Mr. Foster. And still there was the interminable marching. After leaving Sakeji I had nightmares about the place. The nightmares would always revolve around having to go back there for another term.
In the era I was there, Sakeji was a Dickensian like institution, where food portions were sparse-I always seemed to be hungry- and every minor misdemeanour was severely punished. Most of the teachers adhered firmly to the adage “spare the rod and spoil the child”. In keeping with the austere religious doctrine children were viewed as being inherently sinful. Some teachers had violent tempers and took out their frustrations on the errant boys. Mr. Hess’s temper certainly verged on the maniacal. His meting out of thrashings with his machine belts was brutal. Whatever happened to the Biblical forewarning on child abuse-“whosoever shall offend one of these little children…it is better that a mill stone was hung around his neck and he be drowned in the sea”? Within 2 years of leaving Sakeji, and no longer physically intimidated by any adult, I rebelled against all authority. I forsook the religious teachings that had been rammed down my throat by my parents and Sakeji. I was expelled from school, did a stint in a juvenile detention centre and at 17 was imprisoned for aggressive behaviour. I developed a ferocious, uncontrollable temper. It is only recently that I have managed to control it somewhat. I rejected this Christian ideology which, with its instilled dread and punitive environment, had surrounded my entire life. “If you don’t become a Christian you will burn in hell for all eternity” was typical of its subjugation through fear. I still reject this religion that explains the great pain and suffering that the masses throughout the world experience as being due to “man’s sin”. Where is the omnipotent god of love? I would never send my little boy to any boarding school as I think constant parental love, companionship and direction are essential for any child growing up. Separation and abandonment can have adverse long term consequences. I also think it is psychologically very damaging to subject little people to physical and verbal abuse, and harmful to impose narrow religious dogma on them. I realise that Sakeji was good for some and that no institution or person is either totally good or totally bad. However for me Sakeji was a place of dread and deprivation, a prison, where I experienced much pain and isolation. My memories of the place are acrid, they are like bile rising, burning up from my stomach. |
| Name: | John Faulkner |
| E-mail address: | jhlcfaulkner@xsinet.co.za |
| Comments: | at sakeji 1932-1939 |
| Name: | Jonathan (Jona) Stubbs |
| E-mail address: | jsstubbs@bigpond.com |
| Comments: | G'day and what a step back into time (website). I attended Sakeji from 1973-79 along with my sisters (Kerrie and Gillian) and brother (Peter). Upon reflection, I too have 'bittersweet' memories of Sakeji. Life in the dorm and on the playground was at times cruel but it helped form who I am today - the good and the bad. I was very rebellious as a teenager growing up in Brisbane, Australia. I held alot of resentment towards God and my parents for sending me to a boarding school but upon giving my heart to Jesus at the age of 25 (1993), one of the many things God did was to set me free from all the bitterness. Many more trials and struggles have come my way but I know my time at Sakeji, ISL and my time as a MK (missionary kid) overall, God has helped me to lay a firm foundation on Him. I look back at all the mischief (stealing food from the teacher's houses, getting out of the dorm after lights out only to be found by Bobby the dog, the pillow fights at half-term and end-of-term and smashing and breaking as many of Mr Foster's paddles/bats that we could find) and smile. There were good times at Sakeji, half-term and all the swimming, tyre riding down the river after a huge storm, murder ball and my favourite, 'Capture the Flag'. Half-term at the river was a blast, especially during rest-hour and you had to remain put for the duration of that hour. We used to try to circle the river setting without getting busted by the teacher on guard - it was great. I now live in Hobart, Tasmania (Australia) with my wife and 3 children - thank you for rekindling the memories. |
| Name: | Gibbie Campbell |
| E-mail address: | gibbie@dsl.pipex.com |
| Comments: | I have dipped in and out of the Sakeji site in the last few years, but hadn't actually read Martha's guestbook til today, so it was good to see a few more names that I remember Stephanie Cole, Mary Woodcock, Jonny Enwright (met him at the 2000 reunion), Valerie and Jennifer Muggleton. I was there 1955-57 (so some of the above may not remember me) with my sisters Sheila and Morag. I enjoyed Sakeji even though I got the proverbial machine belt, for scratching my name (how daft) on a piece of furniture. My sister Sheila had a hard time largely at the hands of Mr Hess, and it was only in later life that she was able to forgive and move on. Sadly she died a few years ago. Morag lives in Montreal and had a reasonable time at Sakeji but was aware of Sheila's tensions. Morag and I went to the 2000 reunion and had a great time - an opportunity that will not come again. It was great to meet som many from these early days. Matthew Raymond - one of my contemporaries, did a great job - and probably much more significant than he would have realised. I have discovered many things about the regime at the time (late 50's) which has saddened me but enlightened me as to the issues that affected a number of people. I live, with my wife Carol (she came to Sakeji with me in 2000), in Glasgow Scotland, and have two married children. Ah well -we all learn things through our life experiences. God has blessed my family for which I am grateful. For others who were at Sakeji, sadly, faith has not been part of their later lives, but God can and will still work in some of their lives - its never too late.
Gibbie Campbell |
| Name: | Mary Woodcock |
| E-mail address: | jarymane@clis.com |
| Comments: | Hi Martha, I found your website several years ago when I decided to see if there was anything on the web about Sakeji School. I was at Sakeji in 57 then again from 1960 - 1962. I had heard about the Reunion but at the time found it hard to think about going back. After reading about what you wrote about bittersweet memories I found myself rethinking those years. Recently I have found myself thinking more and more about going back for a visit. Maybe some day it will work out. Currently I am teaching in a small community in EAstern North Carolins.
Thank you for your website. Mary Woodcock |
| Name: | graham knauf |
| E-mail address: | knauf@maxnet.co.nz |
| Comments: | Hi to you Martha
I'm delighted to be in touch through your brother Tim who I e mailed last night & heard from today. He gave me details of you guys ; next thing I'm talking to you-- kind of. Bittersweet memories of Sakeji eh ? Now there's a theme! I'm biting my tongue - there's so MUCH to say ! Hope you do'nt mind the intrusion . Another thing - even instant internet is far too limiting. Anyway , I've touched base with half a world away and mighty glad to do so Graham |
| Name: | Ruth Megan Winger (formerly Muggleton) |
| E-mail address: | winger4@rogers.com |
| Comments: | Hello Martha,
I remember you, your brother and sister from Sakeji as I was there from 1954 to 1959, I think. There were good times and scary bad, and I'm glad brave ex-students can talk about them. Actually, I was not aware of the dammage until many years later when through much prayer and tears I was delivered from overwhelming fear. I'd like tell a few stories: Betty Hess, Mr. Hess's youngest quickly became my best friend, at age six. She was not at all afraid of her father, and was daring me to do naughty things with her! And ofcourse, I did. One day the big kids dared us to climb into Mr. Hess's office, through the small window, to see what the questions would be for their exam the next day. So we did, but we heard Mr. Hess unlocking the door, before we got out! We tried to both hid in his large wastepaper basket; but got caught. For that we both got the machine belt, and I beleive I was the first girl to experience this. Betty got the same, as the Hess's treated her the same as the rest of us. Another thing Betty and I liked to do was to sneak out of our window, and run up to play in the sandstone gully behind our dormitories after lights out. We took flashlights. We went several times, and twice stepped on snakes, reversing back across the little path, which only made us run faster. One night coming back, we were scared and running fast, then quickly got into our window. A minute or two later, we heard a few rifle shots ring out from Mr.Hess's back door. I think he shot a leopard. But we never got caught! My last story now. When my sister Jennifer came, I was responsible for braiding her beautiful dark hair before breakfast, but this was really to much for me, including the daily memory verse. So I was warned that if the hair were not tidy, I would be held responsible. The next day, after prep, I came into the dorm door to see a teacher chop off her second braid (my mother's pride and joy,)at the middle of her ear. I was furious, and charged the teacher, butting her in the stomach. That night I had to get wacked on the bare bottom, in front of all the girls. As the paddle came down, I got a bright idea. I thought I would humiliate the teacher by taking a nose-dive for the cement floor as the paddle hit. Well, my front teeth were all broken in half, and the bottom ones chipped. My head got stuck under the heavy wardrobe, as I watched the teeth bounce on. The teacher stuck me in my bed, told me the nurse, Miss Hoyte, would come; while all the other children went to see movies. I waited about 2 hours with pain; I think my nose was broken too. I've had a lot of treouble with my teeth. Mr. Dubler, the dentist had just visited, and I had to wait many months, before he drilled out the nerve in one tooth with the foot-operated old buzzy-bee drill. He did that while everybody else was having lunch - I soon knew why! Well, I'd better stop. Some day I hope to write a book of what its like growing up as an MK! I think most of us suffered from self-esteem and relationship issues, after all we were extreemly lacking in affection and I think this still affects many of us. Ofcourse, we benefited from advanced education levels but acheiving academically is not everything. May God bless, comfort and heal all of you who have been hurting, and supply all of your physical needs, for you surely deserve these! I am now a fine artist, have been a Graphic Designer and Illustrator, sometimes of gospel tracts, and have just completed publishing a book by my misionary father. I have lived in Waterloo, Canada 31 years, with husband and 2 grown kids. Please write! With love, Ruth (Muggleton) Winger winger4@rogers.com i |
| Name: | Jonathon Bevan |
| E-mail address: | jonathon@distantworld.com |
| Comments: | I went to Sakeji about 1968-69. I don't mean to be horrible I just want to relate to others what a "big" event it was in my life - for me! I feel I spent my time lonely, isolated, rejected, scared and lonely. To this day I am not happy about being sent to boarding school and hold it against my parents. Although I live a "normal" life I suffer from quite serious depression - did it come from this experience? Another thing, is it fair regardless of religion to push your own religion down your children's throats? Cant (and shouldn't they) have the right to decide for themselves later?
Anyway, parents PLEASE think before you send your child to a religious boarding school at a young age - think about the child's needs not your own. Anyone, who can direct me to images and information around the period I was at Sakeji would be in my debt.. |
| Name: | Jennifer Muggleton |
| E-mail address: | ed_marshall@aapt.net.au |
| Comments: | I now live in Brisbane Australia. My family (husband Ed, sons Daniel & Joel and Daughter Rhoda) arrived here 7 years ago after living in Cape Town for 16 years.
Sister Ruth lives in Waterloo Canada. Valerie lives in Bloemfontein South Africa. Practice as a registered nurse in a nursing home. Would like to hear news from Ulla Bisch-Larsen, Francis Orr, Lilly Davis, and anyone else who remembers me. |
| Name: | RHONDA-LEE(WEST)BROAD |
| E-mail address: | mic.inst@absamail.co.za |
| Comments: | REALY GREAT TO READ OLD BOARDERS COMMENTS,AND YES WE LEARNT A LOT OF SOMETIMES TOO EARLY EMOTIONAL SURVIVAL SKILLS.WISH I COULD SEE SOME OF THE REALLY SPECIAL FRIENDS AGAIN THOUGH.ANYONE IN CAPE TOWN S.A.OR EMAIL ADRESSES FOR CHENGA AND KUMI(WE NEED TO CATCH UP ON THE BOXING,) |
| Name: | RHONDA-LEE(WEST)BROAD |
| Name: | David Whelchel |
| E-mail address: | dfwhelchel2000@yahoo.com |
| Comments: | Attended Sakeji from 2nd grade through first half of the 8th grade, left for RVA in 1968.
Enjoy reading others experiences. While I still remember the first few days there as being rough, most memories are good. Am very greatfull for having the experience of going to school there. |
| Name: | Jane Marlen Lowe |
| E-mail address: | surfer_dudet_1@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | Hello.. I went to sakeji from 1997-1999.. i miss it very much and i was wondering if there is anyone that remembers me or went to the school or taught at the school during those two years.. if you did please contact me. I am looking to talking to as many sakeji people as poible!
love always Jane Marlene Lowe |
| Name: | Graham Reed |
| E-mail address: | graham@reedhome.freeserve.co.uk |
| Comments: | Hi, just visited your web page for the first time. My great grandfather, Dr Walter Fisher founded Sakeji. I visited a few months ago for the first time since I left Zambia aged 12 in 1970- mixed feelings.Thanks for being brave enough to be honest on your site. Your bitter memories bring back memories for me too.God has only recently brought them to the surface in an amazing way. Graham Reed (1965-70) |
| Name: | Gertrude Sambondu |
| E-mail address: | imushinge@yahoo.co.uk |
| Comments: | I am all nostalgic!!!!! I was at Sakejji from 1981 to 1985. It is a pity that the grade 1 (1981) photo sent to you by Chipego does not include me....I went to Sakeji in the second term. However, I do have one photo (end of term program - playing instruments). I wish you could get together more photos. |
| Name: | Siska-Daniel |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.siskaho.be |
| Comments: | Hello, i have happy to read and see your big site
I reallity, i borned Katange, knowned good, n'dola, ..zambia, Angola. Welcome on my site==::siskaho::==louisette from Kolwezi'spictures, lofoi, lubumbashi, country borned, before elisabethville,Shim,..few hobbies xork pearls my husband daniel, his hobby natur, fauna, birds lake , plate oye, mare harchies , moon.. Welcome on my site==::siskaho::== gogle tranlate in english, writre siskaho,fr, en see Bonjour siska the same sitehello from siska Wished everybody a nice Xmaes, for me no really happy, daniel is on chimio. Welcomme,it was a pleasure for me . Siska -Daniel (belgium) |
| Name: | David Rendall |
| E-mail address: | drendallsr@medicaltrust.com |
| Comments: | Mr Raymond was one of my favourite teachers at Sakeji.Iremember he caught me helping myself to fruit in the lido.My punishment was to dig a hole through rock for one of his plants.I certainly learnt my lesson.His form of punishment was a lot more constructive than being beaten with a machine belt until my rear end was bleeding!!
I live in El Paso Texas and own my own business. |
| Name: | Ken Enright |
| E-mail address: | kenright@altamontco.com |
| Comments: | Dear Martha, I recall that we were at both Sakeji and Chingola together. I found the pictures in the website delightful, and like you, I remember both the good and not so good.
Still,the hardness of Sakeji (and Africa) has provided me a firm foundation for struggles, hardship and success in the new (and puzzling) world of America. I was speaking to Dan Henk (another rebellious soul) sometime ago and we agreed that our sons could have used the hardship and struggle of Sakeji. But I admit, I would not want it for a daughter. Incidentally, my brother John and I went to the 75th reunion. We loved it. Mathew Raymond did a wonderful job. And the school was becoming what it always could have been. My brother is a missionary in Africa, in Ndola, Zambia. I went to see the Hostel in Chingola and the High School. Rather run down, but with interesting memories. I have acquired a grudging respect for Hess and his hard work; I still dislike Mason. As I recall, you and Ruth Mckibben were on our side in the intermittent struggle against him at Chingola. For myself,I am the president of Altamont Co.in Illinois, an industrial, machining firm. I have a law degree, medals from the Vietnam war, a Japanese violinist wife and six children. I hunt whenever I can, all over the world. We are members of the Free Methodist Church. And my wife and I love and support God's work in Africa fanatically. Mungu saidia Afrika. God's blessing and give my greetings to Tim. Ken Enright |
| Name: | Ken Enright |
| E-mail address: | kenright@altamontco.com |
| Comments: | Dear Martha, I recall that we were at both Sakeji and Chingola together. I found the pictures in the website delightful, and like you, I remember both the good and not so good.
Still,the hardness of Sakeji (and Africa) has provided me a firm foundation for struggles, hardship and success in the new (and puzzling) world of America. I was speaking to Dan Henk (another rebellious soul) sometime ago and we agreed that our sons could have used the hardship and struggle of Sakeji. But I admit, I would not want it for a daughter. Incidentally, my brother John and I went to the 75th reunion. We loved it. Mathew Raymond did a wonderful job. And the school was becoming what it always could have been. My brother is a missionary in Africa, in Ndola, Zambia. I went to see the Hostel in Chingola and the High School. Rather run down, but with interesting memories. I have acquired a grudging respect for Hess and his hard work; I still dislike Mason. As I recall, you and Ruth Mckibben were on our side in the intermittent struggle against him at Chingola. For myself,I am the president of Altamont Co.in Illinois, an industrial, machining firm. I have a law degree, medals from the Vietnam war, a Japanese violinist wife and six children. I hunt whenever I can, all over the world. We are members of the Free Methodist Church. And my wife and I love and support God's work in Africa fanatically. Mungu saidia Afrika. God's blessing and give my greetings to Tim. Ken Enright |
| Name: | Dan Ball |
| E-mail address: | dball@zamnet.zm |
| Comments: | Martha,
Your comments about Sakeji are poignant - many thanks. There is currently a discussion forum on the official Sakeji website under "Would you send your kids to a boarding school?" It has turned into more of a discussion on dealing with the pain of what happened at Sakeji. I have not contributed but my brother has. Your comments would probably be worthwhile in that discussion. I went to Sakeji from 1967-1973. |
| Name: | Rose (Paterson) Grierson |
| E-mail address: | rose.grierson@bigpond.com |
| Comments: | I have just come across your site and it brought back good and bad memories. Your pages read as if I wrote them, so true. I keep in touch with Lily Davis, who was my best friend during my time at Sakeji, 1956-1960. I am now living in Australia and would like to get in touch with anyone who might be living here too. |
| Name: | Stephanie Cole Gray |
| E-mail address: | sagray@cox.net |
| Comments: | Hi Martha,
How time does roll on! I do hope that all is well with you and yours wherever you are! I think of you and Tim from time to time. I associate hymn/chorus requests with various Sakeji family members. My mind isn't recalling them on command, however. I fondly remember the lorry rides hanging over and out of the metal frame work of the back of the truck,with us all singing at the top of our lungs. Will you attend the reunion in California this year? Greetings to Tim, love, Stephanie Cole Gray |
| Name: | Steven Leeming |
| E-mail address: | Steven@leemingnet.co.uk |
| Comments: | It was a pleasure reading your entries on Sakeji. I was a pupil from 1968 to 1977. Considering the time between your leaving and my starting I am surprised how little different my happy memories are from yours.
I do have some unhappy memories, but they are vasly out weighed by the happy one's. The lasting fruit of a close relationship with Jesus being the best. |
| Name: | John Porter |
| E-mail address: | johnporter@bigpond.com |
| Comments: | Dear Martha
I really appreciated your honesty in respect of your feelings about Sakeji. Have returned to Sakeji twice, 1990 and 2000 for the reunion, mostly to bury some "demons". I needed to process memories in order to heal the hurts and get in touch with the stuff that made me close down. I was at the school 1949-1956. |
| Name: | Jane Marlene Lowe |
| E-mail address: | good_charlotte_fan_7@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | Hi!
My name is Jane. I went to Sakeji from 1997-1999. We had to move for variuse reasuns though. I cried for a year - when we moved here to Sweden- because I missed Sakeji and all my friends in Zambia. Sakeji is an experience that I will never have again. I was very happy there and was glad to hear that it was staying. So I'm a 13 year old girl. Lots has happened to me and Sakeji was a good thing. I would love to hear from others that went to/ or still are at Sakeji. My best regards to every one Jane Marlene Lowe |
| Name: | Martha Greenhow |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.greentwigs.com |
| Comments: | Greetings! We'd love to have you sign the guestbook and tell us how you're connected to Sakeji.
I attended Sakeji from 1955 to 1960 - can it really be so many years ago? My two brothers and my sister also attended, at least one sibling being there until 1965 when our family returned to Canada. It's been a pleasure to receive email from some former Sakejiites after they viewed my site and I hope this format will bring more interesting responses. Martha |