On Saturday we visited a pediatric
support group, which was the perfect way to end an incredible six weeks. Over
the past 42 days we have tried to understand what it’s like to be living
positively with HIV, and we have observed many training sessions about
transmission prevention and reduction. We have met and interacted with over 100
people who are living positively with HIV. But something about Saturday was different
from every other day. We were amongst 50 children, most of whom have been HIV
positive since the day they were born. Some of them come to the support group
to get the love and nurturing that isn’t available at home. Some come just for
something fun to do on their Saturday. Some come to learn about HIV and the
importance of taking their HIV drugs. But most importantly, they all come just
to be kids.
The children are split into two
groups: those who know that they’re positive, and those who don’t. We were
immediately drawn to the small faces of the children in the group who don’t
know they are positive, so we sat down and joined them. We got there during
story time, and shortly after we arrived, it was coloring time. Each child was
given a picture to color in and one crayon. As the coloring began we became
aware of the crayon trading system, one that seems so simple but was so
powerful for me to observe. When a child wanted a different color, he or she
would find someone who wanted to switch colors. This system was in order until
each child had a very colorful, beautiful drawing. There was never any crayon stealing, arguing
or pushing. After coloring time, we brought out the container of bubbles we
brought, a guaranteed crowd-pleaser. The fun continued as the children took
turns blowing bubbles, jostling over whose turn it was. At the same time, a
game similar to dodge ball broke out with children whipping a ball back and
forth at each other laughing and screaming. We also brought around 500 stickers
that were gone within the hour. Children formed a line in front of me,
requesting stickers all over their faces. Most popular were the star sticker earrings,
which became the fashion statement of the day.
This day helped me realize
something I have been reflecting on for the past six weeks. In the U.S. we’re
always looking for a complex multifaceted solution to issues. The more layers
we try to address, the better. I’ve
heard many times that the answer can’t be so simple and that there has to be an
in-depth level of critical thinking to solve any problem. Last fall I remember
learning that one of WOPLAH’s main goals is to improve the lives of people
living with HIV. I then learned that their main area of focus is income
generation. In my head I thought, that seemed like too simple a solution to
address an issue as huge as the AIDS epidemic. From the 89 people that we
interviewed over the past 6 weeks I have come to realize that it can indeed be
that simple. Income generation not only provides a family with money, it also instills
a sense of pride and self-worth. People living with HIV are no longer seen as
worthless members of the community, they are gardeners, goat-rearers, and most
importantly, normal human beings. They have a voice that needs to be heard, and
through WOPLAH’s activities their voice is given validity.
Then comes the issue of how on
earth do you give hope to children who have been HIV positive since birth? How
do you show them that they too are valuable members of society, even when their
parents tell them that they don’t want to pay school fees and provide food for
their children who are just going to die of HIV? In the U.S. it would probably
involve intense counseling, family interventions, and the result would be a
child who might feel even more different than they did originally. In Kenya a
few brilliant people have found a much better solution. You bring these
children together, and you let them do what any other child wants to do. You
tell stories, you blow bubbles, you play games, and you trade crayons. Maybe
you stick in some lessons about drug adherence, but most importantly, you teach
them how to become self- empowered. And you make sure that the day a child’s
parents tell their child that he or she is HIV positive, that child has a group of peers to confide in and who know
exactly what he/she is going through. You make
sure that these children know they are not alone, and they never will be. It is
reassuring that there are people like Carol, the
director of this pediatric support group, who make sure no child is alone in
this fight. Further, I’m leaving Kenya knowing that there are people like Edwin
who dedicate their lives to making the lives of HIV positive people more full. Everyone in this world deserves to feel
like their life is worth living, and WOPLAH is making incredible yet simple
strides towards making this a reality in Western Kenya.
It’s very easy to get caught up in
an experience and not realize the extent of what you’ve done until it’s over.
As I sit on the plane looking through the 4,000 pictures we collectively took
in 6 weeks, I’m realizing how incredible our experience really was. As I
finally get around to posting this, I’m sitting in my room back at Colorado
College, and Kenya seems further away than ever. A phrase I often heard was
“karibu tena”, meaning welcome again. And to that I say, “tuonane”, see you
soon, Kenya.
- Molly
Missing you already Edwin! |
Look at the determination on that girls face |
Stickers solve everything |
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