EDWARD ERNEST KUTINGALA
I was born in the Ngorongoro Highlands, northern Tanzania. Born from a pastoralist Maasai family, so herding calves, goats and sheep at early stage was inevitable.
At 8 years I teamed up with tribe warriors herding cows and travelled long distances searching for good pastures and water. As I started wearing/ building up warrior's mentality at 9 years old, my uncle who was living in the outskirts of Arusha moved me from Ngorongoro highlands and immediately enrolled in school. My uncle worked so hard to contain and at the same time convince me how modern education was good than becoming a warrior. I was missing running after cows in a dry and dusty land as well as carrying sticks, spear and knife out in wilderness. Missing tribe songs and dances sung by warriors were things that did hurt my mind so badly and nearly ran away to go back to village. Gradually and automatically I got absorbed into new life and that school became at my heart and soul.
Going to church Sunday school was another new stage and strange to my life. " Engai doesn't stay in the house and doesn't need money as offerings" Engai is a word for God in Maasai language. That was a reaction I explained to my uncle after being forced to go to Church and attend Sunday School classes.
Moving away from my origin born village didn't separate me from tribal cultural life and norms. Neither Christianity did make me behave differently with what Maasai as a tribe believe about God. Despite of strong Maasai culture, I participated advising non-Christian Maasai about the new and modern teaching about God as written from the Bible and Christianity teaching received before baptism.
I did undergo all the Maasai tribe rituals- pre-circumcision, circumcision and warrior stage. My warrior was of modern one as I was already in secondary school and Christian; and only participated in warrior duties while out of school and during vacations. It was this one last school vacation in the village that triggered my mind deeper to seek no any other job except tourism and become a guide after school. Six warriors I, were served food and water out in semi arid Ngaserai Game controlled area by tourists and their guide while pursuing cattle rustlers who raided and made away with 40 cows from my village. From 10nish pm to late afternoon the next day, we were so exhausted from hunger and thirst; and had no hope of coming across with any human being, but to our surprise and shock bumped into a tourist camp.
The food and water gotten from the camp made us travel further for more 3 days and eventually rescued the stolen herd before crossing into Kenya. Heroic songs and praise from the village and other villages along the way back home didn't shut my mind and ambition to go back to school and finish my final 4th years of secondary school education from central Tanzania.
It was sad leaving my fellow, friends and warrior mates behind in village at the height of ceremony of celebrating bringing back the stolen cows; as I had one goal in my mind- SCHOOL/ EDUCATION first! " I will be back and join you again" I said to my friends/ warrior mates as was leaving home and village and back to school, for my final semester and year. My mind was how to help the village warriors and community in general after school.
After school I returned back to village and resumed warrior and other home/ domestic daily duties; never thought of going to luxurious Tanzanite mining area- Merereni to try my luck like other young men of my age and school mates.
My uncle had no money to support my ambition to pursue for more education. Dark as it was coupled with hard life as well as monotonous life in the village where poverty was rampant brought bitter feelings about how to move forward. My long time vow and ambition to join tourism was still haunting everytime day and night. I thought of finding a job so as to raise funds for some training in tourism and support my family left behind by the deceased father. It was such a big challenge in life but I lived to my faith of facing the reality no matter what....bite the bullet.....
In 1996 the quest to work in tourism came after joining one of the Arusha based crew for Kilimanjaro climb, where I worked as a porter for couple of years. The great moral support gotten from friends met on Mt Kilimanjaro was such an impetus to the success that eventually my dream came true. During Kilimanjaro expeditions I was able to support my family successful and at the same time served funds for tour guide course where I decided to study Japanese language parallel with tour guide course.
My dream of guiding tourists eventually came true after securing post with Abercrombie & Kent( A&K) leading clients to Mt Kilimanjaro climbs and safari. Later on I changed and opted to a freelance guide and worked for various companies based in Arusha and abroad. As a passionate and visionary person, I recalled my long time mission of eradicating poverty and empowering parents and guardians from my home village. My priority was Education as paramount tool to help the community where I grew up.
To honour the community that cared/ nurtured me very well with love, respect and dignity; 2006 I decided to start a school and built it right on my family's land. That was the beginning of the school- Maasai Joy Children's Centre ( MJCC); the name chosen for genuine reasons.
The Maasai Joy Children's Centre mission is provide good quality education from kindergarten to primary school level with the aim of assisting children who have no access to good quality education due to poverty within community members.
To run the school efficiently and effectively money is needed. So, I came up with the idea of starting a business company in tourism that I am more conversant in the respective industry.
2011 the seed of starting a business company started. In 2013 Kibo Expeditions Charitable Company Ltd came into operations as a brain child of Maasai Joy Children's Centre ( Under the umbrella of Maasai Joy Children's Centre). So, automatically I became pioneer of the company teaming up with my close friend and former A&K workmate together with my cousin as company Co-Directors. Little profit generated from the company and donations from well wishers clients go to support the school. The survival and progress of Maasai Joy Children's Centre depends from Kibo Expeditions success in tourism business which MJCC can't do by its nature of operations.
Follow Maasai Joy Children's Centre facebook page . Sky is the only limit to my vision and mission in thinking and planning of helping my community. At present I am in a final stage of establishing a Foundation for Maasai Joy Children's Centre to help locals around the school help funding some projects around community