On Sunday, Tiina and myself went to indulge in some local Mtwara culture and go watch the big football game involving Manchester United vs Chelsea in the “cinema”. The reason for the name is because they also show some “Bollywood” movies when they are not showing football. We planned to arrive early in order to get a good sit, although this proved pointless as the place was packed already 45 minutes before kick – off. If i didn't know any better I swear I could have been at the stadium!
We went to the back room but couldn't pass in the door way as there was just to many people already there, so we went back to the front room and luckily for us a kind person made some room, and we got ourselves a sitting place, albeit the guy was a Manchester United supporter, but we can't all be perfect!
As we waited for the game to behind hoards of people kept on coming in and walking down to the back room, from where we just came. We were wondering where are they going because they didn't come back. I have no idea how there squeezed into the room. The front room was already nearly full but there was still some kneeling room on the floor, enough for one or two people.
The heat in the room was unbearable most of the time and on occasions the front door would open just long enough for a blast of cold air to come in... NICE! The three ceiling fans where not helping at all.
There was a lot of talking and jeering going on between nearly everyone there, and at times they would look at Tiina and I to see if we are laughing at what they are saying. Sometimes I wonder whether they come for the football or just to have a laugh with friends and locals there, either way it was a good experience. As the game progressed and Man Utd dominating it came as no surprise to see them score, although there was about a 5 second delay in celebrations among the local supporters as they weren't sure whether it was a goal or not. A goal it was and the guy who was so kind in giving us some room jumped up and down nearly taking our heads off as he wiped his arms around in celebration for their goal and continued for the rest of the game to make strange noises whenever Man Utd attacked.
When half time came nearly all the people left to stand outside to get some fresh air we decided to stay and keep our seats only to witness that people would sit back down in their usual place, even those standing would be again standing in the same spot and not trying to take a free seat. The second half was good, Chelsea dominated more or less the whole period and it was no surprise either to see them equalise. What was noticeable was that there was less Chelsea supporters than United, surprising given that Drogba plays for Chelsea.
Midway through the second half the electricity went off, so we sat there in total darkness for some time until the owners put the generator on and restarted the digibox, but during the blackout no goals came although everyone was shouting that there had been a goal...
The game was good, as I am a Liverpool supporter I wasn't sure who to go for. I thought the game would end in a draw before it began but as I dislike Manchester United even more than Chelsea I wouldn't have minded it Chelsea won. But in the end if finished in draw one apiece.
Monday we vistied the village to choose more girls for the FC Vito team inMadimba. Three games where played in total, in which I referred for two of them. During one of the games it rained quite heavy. As the Finnish girls hadn't much interest in football they kept themselves busy by taking photos and annukka taught them the Labaduu song and “the lion in the jungle” which was funny to see all the children surrounding her while she danced to the songs. But the children and some of the adults loved it which is the main thing.
After the games had been played all the judges gathered in a classroom to decide which girls would progress to the next stages. All the judges had written down the names of the girls they thought were good and after all the votes had been gathered we had a final total of 52 girls from the three regions.
Tuesday we went to Likonde without chigo as he went with the students to their schools. It didn't go very well as the headmaster was the stand in translator and sports teacher for the day. He did't understand at all what we were saying, despite showing him examples many times. In the end he blamed the children as they where standard one. After about 30 minutes of repetition with little understanding we left to come back again next week.
Wednesday, we intended to go to Mikindani but due to the failure of any Daladala to show up within a certain time period we where until to go. Instead we went to Armani a local pre-primary school in Mtwara. We arrived to play some games just before the rain started. While it was raining we moved indoors and thought them some games – guess the word (swahili), numbers, alphabet and annukka taught them the “lion in the jungle” song which was translated from Finnish to English to Swahili, but the children understood the meaning in the end.