Hello everyone! As usual, so many things have happened since my last post!
First of all, on Thursday we got to meet the women’s group that we will be
working with this summer and who will ultimately be running the kitchen once we
leave. They went around in a circle and told us exactly why they chose to be
part of this project and what their hopes for the project are. To my knowledge
I‘ve never met someone with HIV before, but in this group of about 20 or so,
almost all of them were HIV positive. When you think that this is just a small
group of women in a rural area of West Africa, the reality of HIV and AIDS in
this part of the world starts to become clear. As each expressed their
gratitude to us and WHE for coming, as well as their hopes that the project would be a
success, it fired us up to really get things started and work past our
roadblocks as quickly as possible! We then spent the rest of the day trying to
find a suitable lab space for the project and exploring several options, all of
which came up to a dead end. We finally met with a man in the community who is a
lab technician at the Mbale hospital and the husband of one of the Muungano
board members. He told us that there are no suitable labs for our project in
the area, and that our best bet would be to set up our own private lab in the
community. This seemed a bit time consuming and costly, so we decided to
explore one last option in Kayamega at the Lake Victoria North Water Services
Board, where Charles’s cousin works. Through that connection we were told we
would be able to use the lab for a temporary period this summer while we got
another, more permanent, lab established, as they only have a very small
incubator that they use regularly and no skilled technicians, only water analysts. With that knowledge we emailed Bob back at WHE about the possibility
of setting up a lab space in Kiritu and are still trying to work out the
logistics of all this. We’re all hoping for the best!
As well, on Thursday, the public health department came by
to check out the space for the kitchen and let us know exactly what would have
to be done to get the space ready and approved. The list included putting in a
chimney, painting, and fixing the windows as they currently only have bars and
no windowpanes. We are in the process of getting this priced and then we will
have to let Louise, the founder of the Muungano foundation and the school we’re
working at, know the total cost. So far the list seems to be getting longer and
longer, including electricity, running water, the fees for public health, and
now the requirements for the kitchen. Hopefully Muungano will have the money
for all this as they also have other projects on the go, including of course,
maintaining the school! All in all, Blake and I are again in a position of
waiting, which seems to happen a lot here in Kenya! But this was okay as
Charles kindly took us to his apartment in Bungoma for the weekend to stay. We
got to see the city a bit and then Charles said he would take us somewhere we
could go swimming. I think both Blake and I were expecting some sort of
swimming hole, but to our surprise he took us to an outdoor resort of sorts
just down the road from his apartment, complete with swimming pool, bar, and
small restaurant. Needless to say, this quickly became our favorite place and
we returned the next day as well to swim and take in some sun!
Another benefit of staying with Charles was getting to learn
more about his life. Charles has been our main contact for all things on this
project as he is incredibly reliable and efficient. He is also one of the
happiest people I have ever met! He is always smiling and laughing and nothing
seems to get him down. At the end of the day when Blake and I sometimes get
frustrated, feeling like were exploring so many options only to come up with
nothing, Charles is always quick to point out that at least we’re getting
somewhere, even if it means just ruling certain things out. Often times at his
apartment when we get up for breakfast, Charles already has a roomful of people
there talking to him. He wanted to explain to us exactly what was going on and
why he has so many visitors, so he launched into an incredible life story. We
knew that he was a pastor at a church here in Bungoma, which wasn’t surprising
as almost everyone here attends some kind of church, but he told us that when
he was younger he hated God and in his childhood and adolescence he lost many
friends because if anyone even mentioned the word God he would get up, walk
out, and never talk to them again. He said in school he was at
the top of his class, very bright and enrolled in all sciences (in Africa this
means you are very desirable and popular) and so he thought the Bible
was just a story and that people only believed because they were stupid, and
since he was educated if he could just teach people then they
wouldn’t need the Bible anymore. As well, he had many health problems as a child and was finally
diagnosed with a heart deformity that could not be fixed. The doctors gave him
2 months to live when he was about 20 years old. His father was very high in
the Kenyan government and so often foreign visitors would be directed through him,
meaning Charles got to meet lots of people from abroad. Around the time that he
was told he would soon die, a man came from Japan and when he met Charles he
told him that he could pray for him. At his point he had given up all hope, his family was mourning, and he was desperate. So he
made a deal with the man. He wrote on a piece of paper that if the man prayed
for him and he got better, then he would serve God, and if the man prayed for
him and nothing changed then he would never entertain the thought of God again.
He signed it and the man prayed. The
next day Charles went to the doctor to get checked out and said he had a problem with his heart and was dying. The doctor was
confused and asked him if he was crazy because he said Charles’s heart was
healthy and strong. Of course Charles went to his father and got one of the top
doctors to take a look at his heart as well, and to the doctor’s amazement his
heart was completely healed. In that moment Charles decided to not only start
serving God, but also to dedicate his life to helping others do the same. He
moved to Bungoma where he knew nobody and opened a small church. He currently works for five different organizations from
Monday to Thursday, then spends Friday to Sunday working at the church, counseling
people in the community, and helping those in need. He gives all his good clothes to the poor and those deemed ‘crazy’, will feed those that are hungry even if it means him and his wife going without food, and wants to open a school for children who don’t have the money for education but show great potential. He says the key to his success has been that he now lives with a code of transparency,
faith, and love and will only befriend those that live the same way, avoiding the corruption and what he calls “self
centeredness” that stop some people here from being truly trustworthy. He runs the church
with the idea that some people will believe by faith and others, like himself,
must witness miracles before they’ll believe. We got the opportunity to go to his church this morning, which is Evangelical, and witness what he was talking about in a service they call 'deliverance'. This was so different than a church service in Canada (although I haven't been to an Evangelical church there) and included people screaming and falling to the floor as they were being prayed for or healed! It was a little alarming and much different than I'm used to, but also great to experience the faith of another culture. Everyone there was so passionate about what they were doing!
Charles told us that in Kenya there is so many churches yet
so much corruption because people feel the need to only do for themselves and
are unwilling to do for others, taking what's not theirs if it will benefit them and they can get away with it. He says that he thinks North
America is so blessed because we give our time and money for others. This
caught me off guard as I’m not so sure I believe that given how blessed we
truly are in Canada, we do much with what we have been given. Maybe its because, unlike in Kenya where people will show up at your door asking for dinner, we are simply to lazy
to go out and look for those in need. In Kenya, poverty is all around you; you
simply have to walk out the door to find someone that could use your help, in
fact picking just one person or one group to help is the hard part. In Canada
we walk out into our neighborhoods where everyone is as well off as we
are and can simply avoid those parts of town where people live below our
standards. I know, at least in my own personal case, the real
reason is that I, too, am self-centered, and that I want for myself. Whether it’s
free time, money, or any numbers of things, ultimately I make the choice to ignore
those in need in my own community for my own benefit. After hearing Charles’s
story and the stories of all the people he’s helped, I can
safely say I have never met anyone so inspired and truly good as Charles. The
commitment and compassion he shows to his church, his community, and this
yogurt project are truly a blessing to those around him and to us!! I don’t
know how this project would succeed without him, and he has definitely made me think about what it means to be in a position in privilege.
In one of the caves on the way down...sorry I'm so sweaty and gross! |
The view from the top looking out at the rest of the mountain and down on the town |
Lastly, today we got to go to a local mountain here in Bungoma! It wasn't that large, but it certainly took a lot of effort to climb! Rachel, Charles's housekeeper, took us and the piki piki drivers also came to the top with us, which was a good thing because I'm pretty sure they had to take me by the hand and drag me half the way up as it was steep and I was running out of steam! On our way up we met a group of local boys who said they would take us an easier way to the top where we could see some caves and monkeys, so we followed them around the mountain and up another way. We did manage to see a monkey, but he ducked behind the rock when he saw our cameras! When we finally got to the top we stopped to take some pictures and have a quick snack before heading back down and trying to beat the rain home. I got a few bumps and bruises, and I don't know if the grass stains on my shorts will come out, but it was definitely worth it as it was one of the coolest things we've got to do here in Kenya yet! I attached some pictures I took with my playbook, I have better ones on my camera that I'll add once I have a cord!