Geoffrey (Zambian ZSF employee) had this tape that he liked to play in the car on long trips. It was a tape of a preacher, screaming out religion.
What stuck out to us Americans the most from that particular sermon: ZAMBIA IS A CHRISTIAN NATION.
It was THE refrain of the trip. We heard it all the time. Not just from the preacher on that infamous tape--from everybody. It's written into their constitution.
A particular bus company that we used several times would always have a preacher come on board before the trip started. They would shout out scriptures and spiritual thoughts in a mixture of both English and Bimba.
There was this one time that one such preacher stood right next to Jeff's seat on the bus. Of course he was shouting, and thus he was spitting.
After a couple minutes, Jeff glared at him. The preacher noticed, and put his Bible next to his face.
The sheer velocity of the spit coming out of that man's mouth was enough for it to rebound off of the Bible and
sadly, spit continued to rain down upon Jeff.
I might not have learned much that day, sitting in that bus seat for an uncomfortable eight hours, but-
Oh yes, Zambia is a Christian nation, and don't you forget it.
That particular day, it had been shouted into my head and spat onto Jeff's.
What stuck out to us Americans the most from that particular sermon: ZAMBIA IS A CHRISTIAN NATION.
It was THE refrain of the trip. We heard it all the time. Not just from the preacher on that infamous tape--from everybody. It's written into their constitution.
A particular bus company that we used several times would always have a preacher come on board before the trip started. They would shout out scriptures and spiritual thoughts in a mixture of both English and Bimba.
There was this one time that one such preacher stood right next to Jeff's seat on the bus. Of course he was shouting, and thus he was spitting.
After a couple minutes, Jeff glared at him. The preacher noticed, and put his Bible next to his face.
The sheer velocity of the spit coming out of that man's mouth was enough for it to rebound off of the Bible and
sadly, spit continued to rain down upon Jeff.
I might not have learned much that day, sitting in that bus seat for an uncomfortable eight hours, but-
Oh yes, Zambia is a Christian nation, and don't you forget it.
That particular day, it had been shouted into my head and spat onto Jeff's.
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