IDP Camp part 2

...but they also carry that dirty water back in old sulfuric acid containers that leech sulfur into their water and is basically poisoning them. But we are working with this same camp every two weeks, and i think great things are in the making. There are no jobs for the people either, so one of the sustainable things we are doing in addition to food etc. is working to buy land to build a flour mill, which would give some people work but also serve the community who right now walk several kms to the nearest mill. Since im going to be here for 6 months, i am kind of being groomed to help head the project. Two of my favorite people ive met so far are Loren, a volunteer from texas who will be here till september, and Izzo, a kenyan who helps out the Fadhili organization a lot and heads the idp trips. The two of them have been showing me the ropes and they are really cooj people i get along with really well and who seem to have similar ideals and goals to me. So we will see how it goes. In a couple hours ill be going back for my third trip, this time with a small group and just food. The first time i went we also went to hells gate national park, where we cycled 15 kms alongside wild buffalo, zebras, warthogs giraffes and other creatures, and also did an awesome hike to these beautiful hotsprings. It was so fun!! anyway, ill post idp pictures on my twitter when i have a chance so definitely check that out. thats it for now, hope everyone is doing well, and sending love from kenya! <3

IDP Camp part 1

Hi everyone! I just wanted to start out by telling anyone who has seen the news or travel warnings lately not to worry. Those incidents happened in the area near the border with somalia, which is a volitile area as it is and also just about as far from me as possible. So dont worry about me, we are safe here in nairobi area! Everything has been going great here. My students are still wonderful, and are currently in exams before their holiday for the month of august. Ive been having a hard time because some of them havent been able to take exams because they cant pay their school fees, but I might try to help them with that without them actually knowing who paid for it to avoid being seen as an atm, which happens often. Hopefully Ill be able to work something out with Buddy, the school director, once he gets back from manchester, england for a soccer match..his first trip out of kenya ever! Now on to something that is becoming a large part of my life and will be for the rest of my time here, the internally displaced peoples camps (IDP). After the last elections here in kenya in end of 2007 to start of 2008, extreme violence broke out because certain tribes and peoples thought the results were unfair, and felt that it was their tribes turn to hold the presidency. Tribalism is more alive and well in african countries than people may think, and what happened in kenya is perfect evidence of that. So basically and completely oversimplified, people literally went around with machetes or whatever else they could find and killed their neighbors, friends, coworkers, and anyone else who was of what they considered the wrong tribe. People fled their homes just to survive, and ive talked to several people including my teaching partner whe have said it was completly terrifying chaos, and apparently in kibera where i work was one of the worst areas. Some even tried seeking refuge in churches, only to be burned alive or murdered inside. As people fled not knowing where they would end up, they could only take what they could carry, which was basically nothing, especially because of the panic factor. They scattered around and formed these clusters of communities which have become these idp camps. The un high commission on refugees came in right after the violence broke out and donated tents, which have become these peoples permanent homes. And i use the word tent very loosely, as a single persom wouldnt even consider camping for a day in these homes where 6, 7 or even 9 people in one familys case eat cook, sleep, sit, and live day to day. What the un and the red cross did was admirable, but they havent been back to these camps since. If they could only see how these people are living today in squalor and constantly on the brink of starvation. Im already starting to tear up just writing this, and the first time I went to the camp and went around visiting families and hearing their stories, it literally took my breath away and i couldnt help but breakdown. It is almost indescribable, and evem as someone who studies and reads about situations like this all the time, nothing compares to sitting in a one room tent where even i cant stand up fully as dust sweeps through filling the humid thick air and the wind cruelly whips the tent flaps threatening to blow away a woman and her familys entire life-all while watching her nurse the newest member of the camp community..her 2 week old daughter Lucy. It is absolutely devastating. But they have a small sliver of hope, which as i paraphrase how one man living there so eloquently put it, lies in us and the work that we do when we visit this camp. What me do is buy flour, sugar, rice and cooking fat in bulk and spend the night before dividing it all out in to small baggies to bd distributed the next day to the families at the camp. Without the food we bring them, these families would literally have nothing. They depend on it, and even though we come every 2 weeks consistently, they are always afraid we wont show up and we find that theyve saved some of what little we gave them 2 weeks before just in case. It is pretty intense. Sometimes we also try to bring little extra things here and there, like clothes and shoes, and wednesday when i went out fnr the second time with just 2 other people, one girl bought a bunch of diapers, sanitary napkins, soap, and a few lanterns for the families with kids in school and babies to replace the toxic homemade light contraptions they make that cover the room in soot. The other day we also did a medical clinic, which was amazing. A former volunteer donated a bunch of medicines and we had a doctor on site who saw every patient, diagnose d them, and recommended medicines we had available for treatment which we distributed to them. We treated everything from deworming to infections and almost everyone, especially the kids, had coughs because the wind kicks something wicked at night and the tents offer minimal protection. We also had a womens clinic where each woman was g iven a pregnancy and thd main focus was trying to get the women on birth control. There is a big social stigma around birth control but no one can afford having more mouths to feed. Also there is a big problem with young girls and prostitution where they go in to the town thats like one big truckstop and make money for being with the truck drivers. There are a myriad of problems they are faced with daily, including the fact that they not only have to walk 5 km to the nearest dirty water...

A typically wonderful day

Today was a wonderful day. It started when 2 students from olympic academy came to my house to walk me to the school to avoid the mess of getting lost again. They were older, class 5 boys, and pretty quiet, but knew exactly where they were going and led me purposefully to our destination. When i arrived, my class was in the middle of a science lesson where they learned all about the eye and sight. After that lesson, they went to break, and then i taught them their social studies lesson where we continued to discuss the needs of our community, how we meet them, and what problems we face in trying to meet them. We discussed everything from aids and corruption to government and natural disasters. Quite honestly, the students blew me away with their level of engagement and the calibur of questions they asked. I couldnt have been happier or more proud of them, especially given the difficulty of the material and the level of maturity it required. Then we all ate lunch together as a class, played soccer and took photos. Some of my program staff came to visit during lunch, so that was a lot of fun. The kids had computer class after lunch, so mx teaching partner carole and i just sat around discussing the current state of kenya and politics and life in general. She couldnt be a sweeter woman. After a bit, she decided to invite me back to her house in kibera for tea while the kids were finishing computers. I was so humbled by her and her husband alexs generousity and hospitality. They live in a one room shack in the slums without running water, electricity, or anything else we would take for granted as given. It nearly broke my heart when carol took out a rusty old can to shake out their nearly last few shillings to go buy milk for our tea. I tried to tell her it wasnt necessary, but also had to keep in mind that it is an insult to refuse when someone offers you to take food and drink with them. They also fed me a mix of beans and maize called githeri, but i insisted alex take the majority of mine as he had worked all night and hadnt eaten yet that day. In keeping with the trve african spirit, i find kenyans no different: they have nothing, but are willing to give you everything. It is absolutely inspiring and helps me to again believe in the genuine good that can come from humankind but is so often overshadowed by violence and hate. After some hearty discussion and a good amount of inquiries about life in america compared to kenya, carol and i left alex and headed back to school. At the end of the day, the same 2 boys walked me home, this time talkative and full of eager questions for me. They made me promise to visit them in class 5 tomorrow, and stayed to visit for a bit at the house. It was such a beautiful day, the kind i hope everyone in the world one day is lucky enough to experience. Tomorrow afternoon, i will be leaving town to work on a project i hope to become increasingly involved in, which is working in an idp, or internally displaced peoples, camp. We go tuesday at 4, then do a cycling tour amidst the wild animals of hells gate national park wednesday morning, then spend the rest of the time till thusday evening delivering food and medical aid and hearing the stories of the people living in the camps. Many people lost everything during the post election violence of 2007-2008, and are now barely surviving in the deplorable conditions of there camps. I will write with more details after i go, but i am very excited to start getting involved in this project. Thats it for now, love from kenya!

Jambo (hello in Kiswahili) Kenya!

Hi everyone! Ive decided to make this blog also for my 6 month volunteer trip in Kenya. So far, ive been having a wonderful time. I came a week early to stay at a friends place who is a journalist here in nairobi and to get acquainted with my new home! Through him and his roommate ive met some really great people who showed me around and have become good friends who i will continue to spend time with while im here. I started my program and moved into my house where around 12 other volunteers live as well. We have a host mom grace, her 11 month old son roy, her nephew tony who is in grade school and monica who cooks wonderfully and cleans and i think is also related. I work at olympic academy in a place called kibera, which is the largest slum im all of africa. The school is great, i am teaching class 3, which is equal to around grade 3. There are 14 students, 3 girls and the rest boys. I partner teach with a lady named carol, and we switch of leading lessons. She seems great and is a teacher with similar ideas and strategies to me, so that is great. I posted pictures of the room on my twitter page, which you can see a link to in the top right corner of this page. The only snag ive hit so far was getting lost walking home from the school in the heart of kibera..not somewhere you want to be lost at all. Needless to say, i required rescuing-the program staff had to send me a taxi-but only after i gave it a good 30 minute try! so far everything is great. The program staff are really cool people, some of whom i can tell i will become good friends with. The organization is called Fadhili Community, if youd like to visit their website. Ill be updating this blog and my twitter periodically, but youll have to excuse the gramatical errors as i am typing this from my phone! sending love from Kenya!