As we got out of our
packed “matatu” taxi and into the streets of Mumias, it felt like we had
arrived home. Having been to the East Africa Forum and experienced Kampala, I
was ready to return to our own community and begin to put what we had learned
into practice. Most importantly, I was excited to see the people with whom we
already know we are going to form incredible friendships with, and be the faces
of this experience.
In our first moments back at the
compound we were greeted by our family of Luyhia children and their parents.
Immediately after passing through the heavy reddish, rusted, wrought iron gate,
we were surrounded by questions of how we liked Kampala and the common, “How
are you, I am fine.”—both question and answer in the same greeting. To this, I
could genuinely respond that I was fine too, and thrilled to see all of them
again. Completely exhausted from the weekend, we spent the afternoon lounging
on the ten overstuffed sofas and arm chairs that fill the living room of our
house, every so often welcoming a visitor from the family and telling them
about our trip.
Between visitors, I worked on my
precarious attempt to keep a journal, and found myself thinking a lot about our
role here in Africa. Not necessarily just at WOPLAH, but in Mumias and with
everyone we meet. Of course we are here for a partnership with the Ambassadors
of Hope and to support their initiatives, but perhaps more fundamentally to
support other people. Whether working with Edwin, our boss, or playing with the
children of our adoptive family, it’s their welcoming spirits and our
enthusiasm that is building the strongest foundation for both our GlobeMed team
here in Mumias and the development of us as people. Thus, the following day, as
we traveled to the neighboring village of Khaunga with Edwin, I was most
excited about who we were going to meet and our combined ability to inspire
confidence in one another.
In Khaunga, we met with 25 members
of one of WOPLAH’s community outreach programs- an HIV/AIDS-positive community
support group. Beneath the trees in the courtyard of their community health
center, we sat on benches in a big circle and began the meeting with
introductions, a traditional welcome us, and then a translated question-answer
session for the next couple hours. As the conversations began, I was pleasantly
surprised by the success of the Kitchen Garden initiative that we’ve been
funding throughout the year, and began to understand the relevance of such a
project. Furthermore, I felt truly excited to know that our presence is really
going to help by innovative suggestions and further exploration of their
community needs.
The Kitchen Garden initiative was
started to provide supplemental income and healthy food to families affected by
HIV/AIDs. Through hearing their stories, we learned that getting such healthy
food is crucial in maintaining their strength, thus enabling them to make
enough money to feed their families, and recourses to pay for basic expenses
such as school fees. This said, despite the initial success of the project,
there is a lot of room for growth. In response to being asked about stories of
personal challenge, one woman answered with the story of her discovering that
she was HIV positive and being left by her husband, his other wife, and ignored
by the rest of her family. Hearing this woman share that, “even when I have a
sickness as simple as Malaria they stay away from me because they want me to
die.... But this is my only problem”, I could not help but be amazed by her
strength. In fact, I was shocked by the determination of people throughout the
group. At the close of our discussion one of the Ambassadors of Hope, Joseph,
stood up to say, “I love your life so you have to make sure your love your
life...On behalf of the Ambassadors of Hope, we have hope. You will live. We
want to make your life feel like you have life. We hope when these visitors
leave and return again later they will find you healthier that today....
Ambassadors of Hope, we are together with you, and care for you, and love you.”
After hearing this kind of inspiring
leadership, and Joseph’s honesty about the severity of this life-threatening
disease and the hardship faced by those infected, I was even more affected by
their ability to find such hope. I was also impressed by their joy in the face
of such struggle. For example, students from the local orphanage joined us at
the close of our meeting to present a dance that included educational skits on
HIV/AIDs prevention. As they performed, many of those who had just been telling
us their stories joined in with the kids, yelling out in accompaniment and
dancing into their group. We gradually realized this was not just a tradition
of tapping the lead singer on the head and returning to their seat, but that
they were placing a coin as they did this. We followed the example and each of
us danced into the circle, attempting to keep rhythm and place a coin on the
singers’ head as well, being laughed at the whole time. Being able to connect
with this community so previously foreign from our own was exactly what I hope
to continue to experience in the coming weeks.
I’m going to hand the floor over to
Sarah for the next post, but we are thinking of all of you here in our Kenyan
cottage (plus the goat that just ran through the living room!).
Edwin speaking at the HIV support group |
The lead singer of the children |
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