07/16/2026
Here’s a student reflection from Tuesday:
The power of hope.
We started the day watching the beautiful sunrise and preparing ourselves for the day ahead around the campfire while we ate a delicious breakfast. It was the perfect way to start a long day. Enjoying each other’s company before traveling to several schools. All we could do was hope it was a great day with lots of eye-opening experiences. Hope in mornings.
Then we made the drive to Zvimhonja Secondary School. We had the amazing opportunity to look at their garden that TTI funded to go with their borehole. It is so inspiring to see these schools working to serve their students. Hope in hard work.
After looking at the garden, we looked at their new science lab and had the privilege of watching their students perform various science experiments for us. They showed us how to filter water and how lungs work with a model of the organ made from a cut up water bottle and a balloon. Hope in opportunities for careers and advancements in science.
We asked the students who presented, all girls, about their dreams and two of them told us they wanted to be lawyers and one wanted to be an engineer. It is heartwarming to see ambitious young women, especially after finding out they will be the first in their families to graduate high school. Hope in the future.
Our next visit was to Musukwi Primary School. They greeted us with an organized ceremony that consisted of dancing and information about all the projects they were working on in their school. Then they gave us a tour. We saw old classrooms, new classrooms, the library, and the computer lab. We congratulated them on all they have accomplished. Hope in progress and resilience.
It was very special to see a school that is putting every bit of their resources into improving the infrastructure for their students. They definitely have an impressive leadership team led by a female head mistress (principal). Hope in successes.
My favorite part of the visit to Musukwi was the library. We brought some books to add to their collection, and it was inspiring to watch the joy of the librarian’s face when she saw all the books! I am so happy to see that they will benefit from our donation. Hope in partnerships.
The last stop of the day was Medudzo Primary School. They are in one of the driest areas of Zimbabwe, and they have tried drilling boreholes for their school 3 times already and never got water. We were there because Wishes for Water fundraised to attempt to drill in another area of the school, and we went to watch the drilling process. Hope in water.
One thing I made sure to take note of was the surveyor. He examined 3 spots before he found the one and when he was telling us about it. He was a highly skilled professional. It was awesome to see someone who had the opportunity to get his education continue to pour into the people of Zimbabwe in a way that supports everyone getting an education. He was also an amazing leader. He didn’t just tell his team what to do. He was in every step of it, even taking on the harder tasks. Hope in good leaders.
The kids at Medudzo were a bit calmer than other schools, but maybe they were hesitant because of the past failed attempts for water. They still had big smiles, and you could feel how hopeful they were when you looked in their eyes. Hope in generations.
The current well at Medudzo is shallow, unclean, and producing rusty water. This is a community that has never had reliable clean water. After all the kids went home for the evening two little boys walked by and started to put dirty water from the well into their bottles. We handed them one of our unopened water bottles and they could not believe it was for them. Seeing the smiles on their faces really melted my heart because something like clean water that seems so simple to me is life changing for them. It made me hope even harder for the borehole to hit water. Hope in a helping hand.
When you drill into rock there is a lot of dust, but if the rock is full of water the water weighs it down and the dust doesn’t flow all through the air as much. I kept watching as there would be less dust and then lots of dust. Over and over again. The dust could never make up its mind. I just prayed harder every time. Hope in desperation.
The drillers were contracted to drill to 80 meters, and they expected to hit water at 65 meters. Then 65 came and no water. 70 and still no water. 75. nothing. 78. the chunks of dust were wet! It was too dark to continue. They made the call to drill past 80, but it would have to wait until morning. So, we left. Left hoping for water for a school that desperately needed it. Hope in tomorrow.
We found out this morning that they hit water! Enough water to give kids clean drinking water every day and sustain a small livestock farm! Hope in success.
The power of hope.