I'm going to start this entry with a few things that
happened yesterday before I dive into our trip to the village today.
Yesterday we traveled with the wheelchair technicians to a
small Christian community called BCC (building caring community). It is a
Lutheran church that has a "day care" for disabled children. The
"mama" of the group was very nice, even though she didn't speak a
whole lot of English she did invite us in and let us take a seat with the
children. I wish I could have more pictures of the kids on my blog, but it's
not socially acceptable to take pictures without their consent and I haven't
quite figured out how to say "can I take your picture?" in Swahili
yet.
Some pictures of the grounds of BCC
CCBRT has an awesome wheelchair clinic. They customize chairs
for children so they can be used on all sorts of terrains.
Remmy is a wheelchair tech who speaks pretty good English. He was teaching us how he modifies the chairs for each child.
After work we walked up to the Neneu Hotel for dinner. We
had our first Kilimanjaro beer, and for only 2,500 Tsh for 1/2 a liter (which we figured out
was only $1.67)! It was a nice change of pace from drinking water all day,
every day. Some of the guys at CCBRT laugh at us because we drink water so
much, guess we're not used to the heat yet.
KIBOSHO VILLAGE
Today we ventured off with Lily, the Occupational Therapist,
into the Kibosho village. The land around this village is absolutely beautiful.
I guess this area is well known for growing bananas, coffee, and mangoes. They
also grow avocado but they aren't in season right now so we didn't see
any. The reason for our trip to the village
was to follow up on some of the children and discuss further treatment, if
needed. We saw 5 children with varying
diagnoses (CP, epilepsy, down syndrome, spina bifida, hydrocephalus). All of
these children were absolutely adorable! Also, a lot of children stare when they see
white people and we were even called "Mzungu!" a few times today
(which means white person in Swahili and I'm pretty sure it's somewhat
derogatory).
Banana trees everywhere!
Many of the huts looked similar to this, built with sticks and mud.
One thing I will never forget about today were the people.
The caretakers of these children were so kind and generous with welcoming us
into their homes. They all grabbed chairs for us and would say "Karibuni" (which means welcome). I
would always respond with "asante" (thank you), but it still doesn't
seem like enough. The first child's
father gave us all mangoes to eat straight from the tree. I've never even eaten
a mango before so I thought that was pretty cool, however I decided to stay
away from eating the skin because the last thing I wanted to do was get sick in
the middle of the forest.
A couple pictures of some different areas of the village.
Some of the children were doing really well when we went to visit them. One little girl was rolling around in her all-terrain wheelchair like nobody's business. However, there was an experience today that I will always remember. One of the children we saw was just a baby. Her mother had
passed away a month ago and since then she was not doing so well. She had this
worm that burrowed into her foot and one of the community health workers was
digging it out with a needle and some leaves. She then continued to pour a
little vodka over it. There were over 10 small children that were huddled
around us watching, and I couldn't help but feel so sad for these kids. All the while we are sitting about 1 foot
from their mother's grave.
After being in the hot sun for much of the day I am feeling
exhausted. I'm not quite used to this atmosphere, but it is leaving me with a
little color!
I think I'm also feeling
exhausted from listening and trying to understand conversations in Swahili.
Right now I only have a couple words under my belt, but our first Swahili
lesson is tomorrow so hopefully I can catch on quick.
Until then, baadaye (later)!
-K
Kelly! Looks like you guys are having a blast. I am loving seeing the pictures of familiar places (Neneu and Kili beer!).
ReplyDeleteYou will hear the children calling you mzungu a LOT while you are there... no worries though, they don't mean any offense.
Hope you guys enjoy your first weekend in Moshi!
-Rachel