THE THREE ZAMBIAN WOMEN IN NORSELAND
by Hamlet
PART TWO THE JOURNEY CONTINUES


It was 11.30 AM on Monday 1st June as Astrid Ulvaeus the Senior Officer of the
Royal Aid Corps (RAC) or the Reginas Hjelpaakorps (RH), drove into the main
entrance of Lusaka International Airport. She was accompanied by Grace Musonda
the Zambian trainee nurse who was about to fly from Lusaka to begin her three
period of study at Silkeborg University In Norseland.

Astrid was to accompany her and her two Zambian friends Julie Mubanga and Lois
Kaloto for the entire exhausting 29-hour flight from Lusaka to Stefansholm the
capital of Norseland. Astrid would be their Supervisor for the whole
three-year period of their study.at Silkeborg University where Grace would
study Nursing and Healthcare to become a nurse in Zambia.

Grace put her arms around Astrid feeling so overjoyed that she had accompanied
her throughout the journey from her home in Kitwe and would accompany her
throughout her journey to Norseland. She turned to Astrid so full of gratitude
and love for her new Supervisor. She spoke to her in Cinyanja knowing that
Astrid had worked most of her life as an Aid Worker in Malawi and did not
speak Grace's native Cibemba

'Astrid that was a lovely journey and I enjoyed it so much! I spend all my
time in Kitwe and I never see the rest of my country!'

'Astrid uwo unali ulendo wokongola ndipo ndimakondwera nawo kwambiri
ndimakhala nthawi yanga yonse ku Kitwe ndipo sindinawonenso dziko langa
lonse!'

'That's fine Grace I love driving and I have driven thousands of miles across
Africa in this land rover. I will really enjoy being your Supervisor.'

'Zili bwino Grace ndimakonda kuyendetsa ndipo ndayendetsa kumayiko aku Africa
mozungulira muno. Ndisangalala kwambiri kukhala Woyang'anira wanu.'

Astrid liked so impressive in her RAC uniform of a leather hat, a silk cravat,
leather jacket, tight leather gloves, leather trousers and shiny black leather
boots with her short blonde hair that made her look such an outstanding sight
wherever she went.

She had worked for most of the five year in the RAC in Malawi sponsoring the
RAC's £1 billion aid program where the RAC had overhauled Malawi's
infrastructure investing in new roads, schools, hospitals and medical care
throughout the country.

Astrid had recently moved to Zambia supervising the construction of a £
multimillion hospital in Kitwe one of the most modern and advanced in Africa.

Grace had seen an advertisement in the library in Kitwe offering generous
bursaries to Zambians to study in Norseland.She decided then to leave her job
workimg as a chef in a night club in Kitwe called Monalisas, an exhausting and
stressful job which meant she did not get home until 4 AM every morning.

She decided to begin a new life in Norseland not knowing exactly where
Norseland was thinking like many people it was somewhere in Europe, not
realising it was in the Pacific Ocean thousands of miles away from Zambia!

Astrid had met Grace at 5AM outside her flat in Garneton on Monday 1st June
Garneton lay just north of Kitwe. Grace had made sure she had packed properly
and was dressed smartly as Astrid had told her about the extremely strict
dress regulations in Norseland and that tee shirts and trainers were strictly
forbidden.

Grace felt so nervous as she stood before Astrid Although she was a voluptuous
BBW she could not match Astrid's 7'2 height and muscular build.

'You are looking really stunning today Grace and you will definitely be
admitted to my Nation when we arrive tomorrow at 1.30 PM local time You look
gorgeous in that black leather jacket, leather dress those hIgh heeled boots
and leather gloves Also you have taken so much trouble with your make up
especially that mascara around your eyes Now come in lets go we have to meet
Julie and Lois sat the airport at 12 exactly!

'Mukwonago bwino kwambiri Grace lero ndipo mudzavomerezeredwa ku mtundu wanga
tikadzabwera mawa nthawi ya 30:30 nthawi yakomwe mudzawoneka okongola muzovala
zachikopa zakuda, tavalidwe zachikopa amenewo adakumana ndi zovuta kwambiri
ndi zomwe amapanga makamaka mascara kuzungulira maso anu Tsopano bwerani
lolowani tikuyenera kukumana ndi Julie ndipo Lois adakhala pa eyapoti pa eyiti
ndendende!

Astrid then threw her two cases in the back of the land rover and drove off
down the road They were soon in the centre of Kitwe which was was Zambia's
second largest city

. Kitwe relied heavily for its prosperity on copper mining whose presence was
visible in the extensive slag heaps on the edge of the city Recently it had
seen a resurgence due to the rises in the value of copper on the world market
and was now a thriving city with plenty of amenities.

. Astrid drove through the centre of the city down Independence Avenue turning
left in the direction of Ndola She turned onto a side road at Fissinge with a
speed of 130 KPH and was soon hitting the T3 the main highway between Ndola
and the capital Lusaka. Leaving Copperbelt Province she approached KapIri
Mposhi a busy junction town where Astrid stopped briefly to allow Grace to use
the toilets and to buy a coffee

Astrid went speeding down the Great North road exceeding the speed limit in
her superb RAC land rover and was soon in Kabwe that lay just 124 KMS north of
Lusaka. She hit the accelerator as she was now exceeding 140 KPH until she was
on the outskirts of Lusaka, the airport lay 25 KMS to the east of the city

She headed down the Great North Road and then turned left down Katima Mulolo
Road taking the signposts to Rufusa until she was on the Great East Road
Within 20 minutes, she was inside the airport car park arriving early at 11.30
am

'Come on Grace take your cases We need to get to the departure area I have
contacted Julie and Lois and they will be waiting for us in there.'

'Bwerani Grace mutenge milandu yanu Tifunika kupita ku malo omwe ndalumikizana
ndi Julie ndi Lois ndipo akutiyembekezera kumeneko.'

'Yes certainly Astrid!'

'Inde zedi Astrid!

Grace walked with Astrid knowing that she would protect her and look after her
throughout the whole journey untit they arrived in Stefansholm the next day
and after that for three years.

As she was walking with Astrid she immediately recognised Julie and Lois from
the time they were school mates when she was at Kasama Girls' School She knew
that they were both nowe Policewomen and were going to Norseland to do a
further degree in Law Enforcement at Silkeborg University with a view to
becoming honorary Norselandic citizens.Black Scorpions.The BS were an elite
group of Black Women dedicatred to the elimination of crime throughout the
world and who worked in conjuction with the Justice Leaugue

Both of them looked rally stunning dressed totally in black leather JulIe had
her hair in a pony tail She was dressed in a tight black leather catsuit with
a studded collar and and a studded belt wearing long leather gloves She was
swearing high heeled boots with six inch heels. Around her waist she had
handcuffs and two knives, a long crop and a whip.

Grace remembered her at school as being brilliant at all sports especially
netball and football. She was also captain of the school football team when
they had beaten a local boy's school Lubushi Seminary away 3-1 with Julie
scoring all the goals.

Lois stood next to her not quite as formidable but stunning nonetheless
dressed in a leather jacket, leather dress high heeled boots with razor sharp
toes She had long curly; hair that she had recently had extended until it
reached below her waist.

She also had an extensive armoury of weapons around her waist, to a pair of
handcuffs, a whip, three knives and a long leather crop. She was not quite as
good at sports as Julie, but was superbly strong and excellent at all track
sports especially running and the high jump

Even though they were both Babemba, they both spoke Cinyanja the only African
language Astrid spoke Julie was born in Malawi in Karonga across the border
from Zambia. Lois' father was born in Petauke in the Eastern Province where
Cinyanja was the main language,

'Come on ladies we will have time to have a coffee before we will board the
plane,' said Astrid.

'Bwerani azimayi tidzakhala ndi nthawi yokhala ndi khofi tisanakwere ndege,'

All of them were so excited at the prospect of the 14 1/2 hour flight that lay
ahead of them to Gatwick with a stopover in Nairobi, and after that a 15-hour
flight to Stefansholm They chatted way drinking coffee reminiscing about the
happy days they were together at Kasama Girls' School.

Soon the announcement came on the intercom for the departure of the British
Airways flight to Gatwick

They all checked in their luggage and Astrid took their passports with her
authority easily taking them through passport control

Soon all four Women were on the plane with Grace sitting next to Astrid and
Julie and Lois sitting together in the next aisle. In two and a half hours'
time they were due to arrive in Nairobi airport. . The plane roared down the
runway and took off into the clear afternoon sky.

This was the only the second time Grace had been out of Zambia in her life as
she was born in Morogoro in Tanzania.She had left at the age of 5 to settle
with her parents in Kasama across the border in Zambia

It was a lovely clear day with brilliant sunshine as lunch was served on the
plane. Grace looked below at the impressive view of the expanse of the
Muchinga Mountains heading for the Tanzanian border

She fell into a deep sleep resting on Astrid's shoulder. She awoke just as the
plane was over the Serengeti Plains.It was soon crossing from Tanzania to the
Kenya border. Astrid woke her up as an announcement came on the intercom

FASTEN SEAT BELTS

WE AE ABOUT TO BEGIN OUR DESCENT INTO JOMO KENYATTA NAIROBI AIRPORT

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TO BE CONTINUED