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The case for hope

31 January 2012

I came third in the sack race today!  An achievement I’m quite proud of, but the 170 sponsored children cheering me on were what this was really about.

What an incredible morning.  It’s the second day of school here in Uganda, and World Vision was gathering together all the sponsored children in the area – to check on their health, encourage them to get back to school promptly (it often takes a few weeks to wander back to school here!), and just to have some fun together.  It was fun being there while some of the children opened presents from their sponsors together as well.  Teaching  one boy how to play Penguin Bowling was a riot!

A young boy and member of the World Vision team open post together

A young boy and member of the World Vision team open post together

Just a couple of metres from the boy with the present, I watched as each child in turn was weighed, measured, and given a general health check up. Seeing them cared for so attentively brought me so much joy. Yesterday I wondered how children with so little could seem so happy and full of hope. This began to answer my question.

 

 

 

 

 

Hope for education

A boy stands on the scales next to a health professional at a monitoring session

A boy stands on the scales next to a health professional at a monitoring session

Down the hill from the church where the monitoring was held is a school, with newly built teachers’ accommodation (built through child sponsorship funds) just a stone’s throw away. It is  a thriving school, which has increased from 500 to more than 700 students in the past two years.  The classrooms were filled with smartly turned out, attentive children. Children who just a few short years ago would probably have been out working, were now learning biology, history, and English.

Four years ago, we noted that the poor attitude of this community towards education was a major barrier in the way to the wellbeing of their children.  Today, it is completely different, and the fantastic encouragement children receive in their studies is clear. We heard child leaders (young spokespeople for their villages) explaining to the younger children how important it was to keep on going to school; real progress, brought about by child sponsors back home in the UK. Case number two for hope.

And yet, just a short drive away, there remains so much suffering.

Hope for the wider community

There I met Olive. She is 28 years old, already widowed, and has five children to care for on her own. Her eldest son is 16, which means she was married with a baby by the age of 12. She’s also seriously ill; it takes all her strength to walk the eight kilometres to her check up every Thursday, and she needs help from her daughter Margaret to make the two-hour round trip to collect water every day.  Her mud hut is hardly big enough for her family to fit inside.

Olive sits with three of her children on one of the mats she has made

Olive sits with three of her children on one of the mats she has made

 

Olive earns a living weaving beautiful coloured mats from the thick grass that grows around her home. There’s a quiet determination about her and she has a beautiful smile, but when you look into Olive’s eyes you see a sadness and tiredness that go all the way to her soul. This is hardly surprising. And yet, even though her children are not sponsored, there’s a ripple effect at work.

More than anything, Olive wants to know that if her health continues to fail, her children will be able to look forward to a brighter future. When I asked her what her hopes are for her children she said: “I’d like them to be able to study and finish their studies.” And if you sponsor a child in Uganda, that is now beginning to happen, thanks to you. Because we’re at work in Olive’s area, all but one of her children are now in school. Case number three for hope.

Hope for sponsored children

Case number four? Two little boys called Kenneth and Rogers. Both of them have been sponsored since 2007 and the difference it’s made to their family was obvious from the moment we pulled up in front of their home.

The joy of their parents beamed from their faces, as they proudly showed us around their beautifully presented house and yard. “In the future, we may buy more land to help the boys with their future,” said the boys’ grandfather. “We will grow, bananas, maize, coffee and other crops. I want them to be able to achieve their dreams.”

Rogers has just turned 11 (he proudly showed off the birthday card his UK sponsors sent him!) and wants to be a judge when he grows up. His brother would like to be an officer in the military, and I have no doubt that both of them will be able to be whatever they want to be.

I was thrilled to call their sponsors in the UK directly from their yard, and let them know how well the boys were doing.  Most importantly, sponsorship has given them security they need to build themselves a brighter future. It’s opened up possibilities they would never have dreamt of before. And with possibility, comes hope.

Andrew Stott

 

Kenneth and his brother Rodgers have been sponsored through World Vision since 2007

 

 

 

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Bridging cultures

ImageRoyal Horticultural Society award-winning designers, John Warland and Sim Flemons, are in Bolivia to gain inspiration to create World Vision’s charity garden – due to be unveiled at this year’s Chelsea Flower Show. Here, John submits their final blog from Bolivia.

The question that our Western mindset keeps on asking as we drive into these extremely remote local communities is: “Why do they live here?” If they moved a few hundred metres lower, or closer to the cities, it would appear that a lot of their food security and health issues would be solved. But of course, this is their home, their life, it is all they know and have known for hundreds if not thousands of years. They love their community, and are proud of their culture and life in one of the world’s most inhospitable environments. Why should they move?

Personally, if you told me that I had to go and live on top of Ben Nevis year round (that is at only one quarter of the altitude experienced here), and try and keep livestock and maintain a balanced diet without access to any modern food chains, there would only be one simple answer.

ImageBuilding blocks

So World Vision does not attempt to move these people, or even tell them what to do. After a two year consultation period to establish what the communities require, World Vision provides them with the knowledge and basic infrastructure with which they can help themselves. After an average project period of 15 years, the community’s needs should have been met or exceeded and they should be self sufficient. This is a model we have seen working on a daily basis during our time here. Before they had the knowledge and materials to build the greenhouses their diet consisted mainly of the staple potatoes and quinoa. The introduction of tomatoes, spinach, salad leaves and other veggies has meant they now enjoy a balanced diet. They vouch for getting ill less often, and the children are more alert at school. Jamie Oliver, eat your heart out!

Like nourishing a plant in its earliest years usually leads to longer term success, the same is true for children. With access to clean water and a balanced diet in place, a series of fundamental building blocks for the children of the communities of Mosoj P’unchay produce a legacy that will live on long after World Vision has completed its mission here.

ImageThirst for knowledge

Common bonds can bridge language and culture divides across the world. Whether it be a shared football team or familiar joke it can often break the ice.

So it was almost heartening to hear that gardeners in Bolivia experience the same gripes and failures that we share down at our allotments on a weekly basis.Whether it be the dreaded potato blight, a lack of crop rotation or beasts and bugs reaping devastation amongst the broad leaved varieties, the problems and possible solutions were shared today in a small village in the Andes of Bolivia. A small slice of an unusual Gardener’s Question time perhaps?

The thirst for more horticultural knowledge and the pride and desire to exhibit their handiwork is overwhelming here. Without access to the internet, books or experienced word of mouth the gardeners here often rely on Chinese Whispers and hearsay to guide their horticultural progress. Am I correct to rotate my crops, ventilate my greenhouse, encourage earthworms? Simple questions that would be answered at home over the garden fence or across an allotment in a matter of seconds, whilst here they may wait months for confirmation of their newly held beliefs. So it has been rewarding to share our own knowledge and experiences, and hope that it will lead to bountiful crops for generations to come. If all else fails we did leave a Bob Flowerdew book here, so if he can’t help I guess nobody can?

ImageAlmost forgotten land

Our time in the remote region of Mosoj P’unchay is nearly up and there will be a few memories that will linger…

1. The lack of oxygen! Gasping for air on a daily basis was a challenging experience for us all.

2. The cold climate in direct contrast to the warmth of the hospitality…enough to thaw the coldest extremity!

3. The incredible indigenous people of Bolivia, strong, beautiful and proud.

4. The raw beauty of an almost forgotten land, with snow capped high altitude passes, plunging gorges, verdant plateaus and raging rivers…we have crossed them all on this journey.

4. Being exposed to llama, alpaca and guinea pig as food types is always eye opening.

5. The almost surreal vision of watching communities try and garden at over 4000m in altitude, producing superb crops of the basic food staples and the odd strawberry. Extreme horticulture and human endeavour at its very best!

6. Meeting our sponsored child Ronald was a day never to forget, and remind us of how we can offer support and love across a global divide. To give Ronald, his parents and the community the knowledge that people do care about them, that people want to help them and that their culture and heritage are more secure than ever before.

7. Did I mention the lack of oxygen? Still gasping here…

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Smiles in the Dust

From the window of our minibus I can see red dust everywhere. And I mean everywhere. It’s forming a thick layer over car windscreens, gathering on the umbrellas of the market stalls that stretch as far as the eye can see. And there are children playing in it. Young children – babies – crawling in the dust outside their homes.

It’s the first day of my visit to Uganda and I’m travelling towards Ntwetwe, one of two communities where World Vision is at work. As the scenery changed from traffic jams and high-rises, to banana and coffee plantations, I watched young boys working with their dads to make bricks. I saw groups of children walking up and down steep hillsides to get home from school. And little girls, probably no more than five or six years old, carrying water on their heads in large yellow buckets and jerry cans, even long after darkness had fallen.

Life for children here couldn’t be more different from life for my children in the UK. Or more heartbreaking; I think the image of babies crawling in the dust will stay with me for a long time. Yet, if you sponsor a child in Uganda, you are here too. And earlier today, I caught a glimpse of the joy and hope that your sponsorship brings.

I spent a few hours this morning at the head office of World Vision Uganda, in Kampala. This was for a security briefing. But I also had a chance to see what happens to letters from sponsors when they get to Uganda.

The post room team showed me stack after stack of airmail letters, waiting to go back to sponsors all over the world from children in Uganda. And sack after sack of parcels, letters and cards waiting to be delivered to children in some of Uganda’s hardest places. Including Ntwetwe. I was especially excited to see a pile of birthday cards from sponsors in the UK.

There are tens of thousands of sponsored children in 52 ADPs across Uganda and every letter or parcel they receive is opened and read by someone in this team. It’s their job to make sure it’s as encouraging and appropriate as it can be, and that it gets to exactly the right child, as quickly as possible. They check each one for a child’s ID number, address, sponsor’s name, putting all the clues together to make sure it makes its way to the child who’s waiting for their letter.

Because they are waiting. Those dusty children really can’t wait for the post that they receive.

“When they hear from their sponsor, the children celebrate with joy,” one of the team told me. “They celebrate with their friends and family, and then they write back to their sponsors to say thank you. We know that sponsors celebrate too, when they hear from their children. Everyone celebrates!”

The passion in that small office was contagious. I left that meeting with a real sense of the true meaning of sponsorship, and the joy that the relationship between child and sponsor can bring. I think I saw a little more of that joy later in the day, even amidst all the red dust.

Every child I saw, grubby as they were, was waving and grinning from ear to ear. At first glance, they have nothing. And yet, there was happiness and hope in their eyes.

Tomorrow, when I spend some time with sponsored children and families in Ntwetwe, I hope to learn a little more about where that hope comes from.

Andrew Stott

 

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Meeting Ronald

Royal Horticultural Society award-winning designers, John Warland and Sim Flemons, are in Bolivia to gain inspiration to create World Vision’s charity garden – due to be unveiled at this year’s Chelsea Flower Show. Here, John continues to tell the story of their trip.

A tumultuous night of sleep, broken by the random pattering of hail storms and dynamite being let off to prevent further rain, left us rather bedraggled for our early morning start. The dynamite – which is a cultural tradition* – had not worked, and the heavy rain meant we would have to take the slow route to visit our sponsored child, Ronald.

The route is only passable with experienced 4×4 drivers, with 500 metre drops on a trail descending the river valley. The fast flowing river also had to be crossed, just reinforcing how remote and inaccessible these communities are.

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The adventurous journey finally led us to Ronald’s village. We had been told most children in the area are very shy, but it seems Ronald is the cheekiest chappy in the whole of the valley! After greeting us with big hugs, and an eternal desire to hold our hands, his family shared their home with us.

As is so often the case, people who own the least, give the most. The family bestowed us with further multiple flower garlands, embroidered indigenous jackets, wristbands and, best of all, an amazingly warm reception for new guests in their village.

High hopes

We shared a game of football with Ronald, whilst his father explained the importance of the sponsorship of his son. He himself had grown up in an unstable family, and wished that his son would enjoy a secure childhood full with the basic ingredients of food, education and of course unconditional love. It is hard not to love Ronald with his playful ways, grimacing grins, and abundant energy and affection. To say that he was not shy, is a horrendous understatement, and he played the crowd for all his worth.

ImageA huge lunch was prepared with the fresh ingredients that have been produced with the family’s greenhouse and livestock. We feasted on a selection of potatoes, tomatoes, onions, eggs and of course the ubiquitous Bolivian hot chill sauce. Favourite for us was probably the quinoa style bread, topped with sheep milk cheese. As good as any farmer’s market in England!

The afternoon was spent touring the greenhouses in the village, and understanding the influence that modern agricultural techniques has had on their potato production. With better quality seed potatoes, the integration of composting and organic fertilisers the community now benefits from a hugely increased yield throughout the year.

Memories to last a lifetime

The rain started to arrive, and the fear of being trapped by the ever-rising river meant it was time to head for home.

So what better way to leave Ronald than give him a gigantic orange space hopper? Hard to say exactly what he made of it all, but he seemed engrossed by its giant orangeness as he waved goodbye and dragged it back into the dry.

The whole day was very fulfilling, with the knowledge that our small monthly commitment via child Imagesponsorship can have such a huge and enduring influence on a community on the other side of the world.

The ability to support a child through their most vulnerable years, and give them the basic building blocks for life, that we take for granted, is a huge privilege.

Overall, it was an amazing experience, with the warmth and generosity of the community and memories of the enigmatic Ronald to surely live forever.

* Some Bolivians believe that the dynamite, when it explodes, hits the falling raindrops and causes them to disperse

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The heights of inspiration

ImageRoyal Horticultural Society award-winning designers, John Warland and Sim Flemons, are in Bolivia to gain inspiration to create World Vision’s charity garden – due to be unveiled at this year’s Chelsea Flower Show.

They’re seeing how horticulture can help improve child nutrition high up in the Andes. The gardening duo will also be meet the little boy they sponsor through World Vision. Here, John tells the story of their trip.

It is a long way from SW1 London. In fact it is around 10,000km and 48 hours of hard travel via Miami, La Paz, Oruro, Sacaca before finally dropping “down” into our final destination of Mosoj P’unchay.  If you noticed my use of the phrase “dropped down” it is worth explaining that the majority of Bolivia rests as one of the world’s highest located countries. La Paz airport is around 4000m, and the planes are equipped to land at high speeds to cope with the thin air, illustrating the difficulties humans have when living in such extreme climes. As soon as we stepped off the plane, the effects of the thin air were obvious, and we still suffer from varying degrees of dizziness, headaches and nausea.Image

Coping with the altitude sickness is easy….just look around you. The magnificent towering snow capped peaks surrounding the cauldron city of La Paz are enough to take your mind off almost anything. The reception from the locals is also enough to warm us up when the temperatures drop below zero.

La Paz itself has offered up a selection of cultural highlights in our short time trying to acclimatise here. Taking on Rio’s Carnevale is a hard task, but Bolivia gives them a run for their money with the imminent February display in Oruro. For us, all we have been hoping for is a little bit more oxygen and some double-thickness thermal underwear.

Flexible adventure

After leaving the relative creature comforts of Oruro, we began our journey to the village of Mosoj P’unchay. The combination of heavy showers and rough-hewn roads meant that travel can be slow and impossible. Flexibility is the key to travel here, with mudslides and the infamous Bolivian timekeeping all waiting ready to throw a spanner in the works.

ImagePassing through remote valleys – looking not unlike the Scottish Highlands at times – we travelled through villages that World Vision has supported from provision of a sustainable water supply to the reintegration of a crop called “tarwi”.

The flower is from the same family as the lupin we get in the UK, full of purple and white flower spikes. However, this breed – which has been called the lost plant of the Inca’s – is in fact a high protein bean that had become unfashionable for cultivation in Bolivia, but offers vital nutrients for a traditionally low-meat diet.

Diverse diet

After finally crossing a high mountain pass at 4200m, we arrive to our new home; the World Vision base for Mosoj P’unchay. Greeted with traditional flower garlands and music we visited our first Imagegreenhouse. It is in fact a “brownhouse” with earth brick walls, and a polytunnel roof covering creating a secure and warm environment in these harsh environs.

The homeowner has only had the facility for four months, but already it was bursting with lettuce, spinach, tomatoes and beans. This provided a balanced and diverse diet for her family, and reduced her need to travel more than six hours to the nearest market by foot to find these food types.

The whole family helped build and maintain the greenhouse, and unlike in the UK the, kids love to eat every kind of vegetable going, sneaking them to eat whilst their mother is looking the other way. Wherever you are in the world, the natural naughty instincts of children will prevail!

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Unforgettable encounters with incredible people

World Vision volunteers – know as the ‘femme relais’ or ‘relay women’ – are trained to monitor mothers and children in each village. 

Justin Byworth, World Vision UK’s Chief Executive, has just returned from Niger where the population faces a growing food crisis.

Day 9, Niamey (Niger) and Paris airports

What a week it’s been in Niger. Full of heartache, but also of hope. Unforgettable encounters with incredible people. Children facing hardship that would be unimaginable had I not seen it with my own eyes. Hugely committed and capable people working to bring real change in those children’s lives.  Agencies and governments working together to stop the food crisis becoming a catastrophe.

Then there are the many wonderful people I’ve been in touch with this week in the UK who are smart and caring enough to open up their hearts and minds to a place so different and so far from home and to give of their time and resources to make such a difference. Tired as I am after such an intense time, it’s good to step back and reflect a little on what I’ve seen and learnt in Niger.

ImagePower of sponsorship

Three people and my encounters with them stand out especially:

  • Aissatou: eight years old, but looking no more than six. When her tiny frame walked into the room, as we heard of her escape from marriage with a man old enough to be her grandfather, it was if all the oxygen had been sucked out of the room.Through Aissatou, her two aunts already lost in childbirth and a third, Zainab, just 12 herself and also rescued from being a child bride, we caught a glimpse of the scale and tragedy of early marriage in Niger.
  • Kidri: working for his children’s lives at the likely expense of his own.  Hearing his voice from the 50-foot hole, seeing his face emerge as he climbed up to meet me, then talking about our families, it seemed like the chasm between his world and mine was momentarily bridged.  For his ten-year-old son Amadou, healthy and at school, that’s a bridge that can impact a lifetime through the power of child sponsorship.
  • Alhoussane: clinging on to her fragile little life, the pain of severe malnutrition etched across not just her face but her mother Rakia’s too.  It was hard but essential to take her picture for the world to see what will be happening many thousands of times over if we do not act now in response to the food crisis.

ImagePreventing crisis

At the start of my visit I said that I wanted to see how the food crisis in Niger and across West Africa’s Sahel region compared to the famine I saw in Somalia and the Horn of Africa last summer – and whether World Vision and other agencies can act earlier to prevent the horrors of famine here.  It’s too early to say for sure, with long, hard months ahead before the next harvest, but the signs are hopeful that, yes – we can.

The Niger government and all agencies are working well together already with the launch of the international appeal by Niger’s prime minister in Tillaberi yesterday and last night’s reception for the visiting European Union humanitarian commissioner.  It was good to meet and talk with UNICEF, the World Food Programme, Save the Children, EU etc and to hear one clear message – if we act now, together we can prevent this crisis from becoming a catastrophe.

ImageOverwhelming in scale

As I change flights in Paris, I see that today’s UK news is reporting that delays in the East Africa famine cost lives – undoubtedly true as I saw for myself.  As the reports say, we all bear a part of the responsibility for that – governments, UN, aid agencies, media and the public.  I remember well the reports of impending crisis there almost a year ago, and the difficulty we had getting support until the media helped focus the world’s attention there last summer.

By then the situation was already overwhelming in scale and need. World Vision and others still saved many lives there not least because of such a generous response from the UK public to the Disaster Emergency Committee appeal, which we are part of.  World Vision is not alone in already putting the learning from East Africa into practice here in West Africa.  We will not let that happen again.

The other focus of my visit has been to understand what childhood means somewhere like Niger.  I’ve seen how vulnerable children are to things that no child should have to experience.  Girls to the abomination of early marriage and motherhood.  Boys to the hardship of labour in unacceptable conditions.  For both girls and boys, this means having their childhoods taken away from them. We know Niger is not alone in this. We just cannot let this continue. It needs action at every level from those communities to their own societies and governments, through to our own government and the international community.  If we can do it to prevent famine in Niger, can’t we also protect children from such neglect, abuse and exploitation that is taking place every single day but all too often goes on unnoticed and unchallenged?

ImageFor all those who have followed my journey over the past week or so, through the blog, Facebook or Twitter – thank you.  It’s such a privilege to be able to see and share first hand some insight into just one of the many places where World Vision is working to bring real change to children’s lives. It’s special, too, to be able to interact and get to know some of the thousands of wonderful supporters that World Vision has for our work in Niger and across the world.  As I return home to my own beautiful family, I have so many things to give thanks to God for – as well as many people and places to continue to uphold in prayer.

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“For us, water means joy”

Justin Byworth, World Vision UK’s Chief Executive, continues to blog from Niger where the population faces a growing food crisis.

Day 8, Ouallam and en route home from Niamey

Our last day in Niger and mixed feelings, with fond farewells to our friends and colleagues in World Vision Niger, eager anticipation of being back home with my family, and one final day packed full of experiences with the resilient and resourceful Nigerien people to reflect on.

A risky future

Our final field visit took us to Ouallam, even more of a desert and closer to the border with Mali and the nomadic Tuaregs for whom “a gun is an income generation tool”, as one local put it today.  The security laid on for us by local authorities was suitably upgraded from police to a fully armed vehicle, much like the infamous “technicals” in Somalia.

What stopped us on the road, though, was something much more vulnerable – a group of children walking the long trek away from the food crisis in their villages to an unknown and risky future in Niamey.   Eleven boys aged around ten to 14, with packages piled high on their heads, told us that they had been on the road for ten days and had walked nearly 100 miles from their homes.

ImageWhen we asked what they would do when they got to Niamey, they had little idea. “We’ll beg,” was all that they said.  This brought to life the results of the new situation assessment which showed that the food crisis has a growing urban dimension to it. World Vision already works in some of Niamey’s poorest areas and, together with other agencies, is considering how to scale up our response there.  There are clear child protection issues here too. Just as in the Dickensian days of ‘Oliver’, we all know how vulnerable village children without their families can be in the big city.

Malnutrition battle

Our last visit to a health centre and nutrition clinic showed what results can be achieved by such simple interventions as training and basic materials for health staff and community volunteers.

In just one year vaccination rates have risen from 48% to 73%, the number of women giving birth with a clinic midwife has more than doubled, and family planning uptake has tripled.

Much more remains to be done though as Haoua, mother of a 17-month-old malnourished girl called Latifah, told us: “There are so many more in our village whose children are malnourished.”   The ‘femme relais’ health volunteers sat all in a row armed with their nutrition monitoring armbands – such a simple weapon in the frontline fight against malnutrition.

ImageOne of them, Hajira, told me: “We go to every house in the village, we even stop people in the street.” But she is worried, too, about the year ahead: “The situation will get worse, even the pregnant women are hungry now.”

Yet again, it’s the vegetable gardens that are providing a real answer to the failed cereal harvest. Here, more than 15,000 Moringa trees are producing four sacks of leaves every day and giving a real boost to families’ income. World Vision had just installed a new borehole to expand the garden further.

“Water means joy”

In such harsh desert conditions, if there’s one thing that so tangibly transforms lives, it’s water.  It was wonderful that our very last visit was to a community full of excitement at the arrival of clean water for the first time.

Across West Africa for more than 20 years, World Vision has been bringing water to dry land.  We don’t have many large scale infrastructure projects like this, but our lorry mounted drilling rigs are an investment with a huge return in human life.

The village leader Hassan, tells us: “For us, water means joy.”  The joy that comes from their children not having to drop out of school to fetch water from the next village over two miles away. The joy of knowing that they can now grow vegetables in a place where they’ll have no other crop for at least nine months.  Water that they can all drink safely.  Water for their goats.

ImageTireless work

As we heard all of this – and more from mothers, children and teachers in and around two tiny school classrooms, made from just sticks and leaves, where this well is being installed – it’s easy to see why the teams of World Vision water engineers love their job so much. They work tirelessly around the clock across this parched Sahel region. “They are more happy than you can ever imagine,” Adamou, supervising here today, tells me.  After five hours of drilling through the morning, they hope to hit the water table 50 metres or so down by the evening. This is their fourth well in the last week.

As we head back to Niamey for a last evening of packing, farewells and final meetings with government and international community colleagues, the image of tonight’s celebrations in Ouallam as they hit water are etched in my mind and will keep me going though the late night flight home.

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Severely malnourished baby receives World Vision support

Justin Byworth, World Vision UK’s Chief Executive, continues to blog from Niger where the population faces a growing food crisis.

Day 7, Tillaberi

A week into our time in Niger, the nature of the food crisis here is still unfolding.  Today we analysed the new assessment data from government, talked with women digging rock-hard soil for a few kilos of food, and met Alhousanne – the most severely malnourished little girl we’ve seen so far.  Each adds another dimension to understanding what’s going on here, of what lies ahead through 2012 and of what can be done to stop or contain this.

We were in Tillaberi, centre of probably the worst affected region in the country and we were told one of the hottest places in Africa, and on earth, with temperatures often exceeding 50˚C in May.

Maternal nutrition

At a local health centre, part of World Vision’s ‘community management of acute malnutrition’ programme we met Alhousanne.  Six months old, it didn’t take the ‘red’ from the nutrition monitoring armband to know that she was severely malnourished.  Her ribs seem to be almost coming through her chest, her legs virtually withered, her skin unresponsive to touch and her face pained and crying.

ImageAt only 3.8kg she’s smaller than three of my four children were at birth, and she’s lost weight since her visit a week ago.  Her mother Rakia is very worried and clearly malnourished herself.  At only 17 with three children already, it’s obvious that this isn’t just the failed harvest that’s caused this.

Childhood marriage and motherhood have contributed to poor maternal nutrition that’s meant her babies are born very small and then she struggles to feed them.  The food crisis has magnified this to life-threatening levels as her husband searches unsuccessfully for work after they harvested nothing in October.

Stronger and healthier

Alhousanne’s two-year-old brother gives Rakia hope though. He, too, was severely malnourished and although still on the road to recovery is getting stronger each week with the therapeutic nutrition at the health centre and the support of their village ‘femme relais’ (literally, relay-woman) – the essential volunteers we’ve trained to monitor mother and child health in each village to educate, support and bring them to the clinic when needed.

Across the globe World Vision works like this, acting as the bridge between mothers, children and the lowest levels of the local health service.  Haoua, who’s with Rakia at today’s clinic is a great example of this – in her World Vision orange headscarf she confidently tells me how she’s seen many children become stronger and healthier during her four years as a femme relais.  She, too, is worried though: “In the days to come the situation will be worse,” she says. “If the mother is hungry, the child will be hungry”.

Hungry mothers though will do whatever they can to feed their children.  In the midst of an expanse of sun baked earth and rocks a few miles away we met 200 women and men digging crescent-shaped earthworks ready to catch some of the rains seven to eight months from now and grow grasses to feed their animals.

Scaling up help

Right now though, it’s the mothers and children that are eating animal feed.  One woman passed me a bowl of rough-looking cereal and only after I’d tasted it did they tell me that eating this goat food was one of the measures that they’ve taken to stave off hunger.  Apart from this, the only food they have is that which this World Vision and World Food Programme food-for-work project provides – with weekly rations of bulgar wheat, lentils and oil.  This two month project is exactly the kind of activity which we’ll need to extend and scale up to prevent this crisis turning into a catastrophe.

Having spent the last week in Isame, Tera, Komabongou and Sirba – all within Tillaberi – it was good also to meet the regional governor today.  He was open and frank about the difficult situation they face in 2012, but strong also on the government’s plans and very pleased to work together with World Vision and other agencies here.

ImageHis deputy responsible for managing the food crisis told us:  “We know you well.  World Vision has been here for a long time, helping vulnerable people, especially children.  With water, with long-term development and in crises, like the cholera last year.”  Tomorrow Niger’s Prime Minister is coming to Tillaberi to launch an international appeal for assistance to respond to the food crisis across the country.

Reading the report of the new assessment done by the government with UN and international agencies it’s clear why.   The number of people vulnerable or at risk has risen by 50 per cent since September to over 9 million.  That’s well over half of Niger’s 16 million people.  Tomorrow we’ll have our last visit to communities and meet with the visiting European Commissioner who heads their humanitarian work worldwide and with all the international agencies to discuss plans to respond to the food crisis here.

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What childhood should be…

ImageJustin Byworth, World Vision UK’s Chief Executive, continues to blog from Niger where the population faces a growing food crisis.

Day 6, Niamey

A day of rest and reflection. After an early morning run in the quiet Sunday streets of Niamey, I joined a few colleagues at their church. So good to share the vibrant African worship together with people from Niger and across the continent – Ghana, Togo, Cote D’Ivoire, Rwanda and beyond.

Good also to have time to pray for Aissatou, Kadri and all those we’d met over the last few days.   The sermon was on courage in the face of fear, so relevant to Fatima and her battle against childhood marriage, drawing from Joshua in the Bible, the very same theme and book that my family and friends in church back home were looking at today.

After the service I compared notes on the food crisis with Oxfam’s humanitarian manager here, encouraging to hear again of good inter-agency work and a common perspective on the situation here.

ImageLayers of vulnerability

Before plunging into our last two days in Niger, it was good also to cast my mind back to yesterday.  Komabangou had brought back to life vivid memories of my formative first overseas posting with World Vision all the way back in 1989, a few hundred miles west of here in Mauritania.  The desert dust and heat, couscous and freshly roasted goat (all parts of it!) for lunch and even the super-strong, sweet tea.  Back then I was a logistician sorting the medical and other supplies, helping to organise the weekly three to four-day trips to the bush, and learning so much including my first experiences of things I’ve seen here, babies being weighed, fed and vaccinated, mothers educated.

Our final stop in Komabangou was to meet another widow, Fatimata.  It wasn’t right to ask her, or Ramatou at the health centre, about their husbands’ deaths but it’s likely that these were mining related, adding another layer of vulnerability onto them and their children.

ImageSimplicity of play

Fatimata’s children, 11-year-old Assitou and seven-year-old Sharifa, are sponsored and we spent a lovely time talking with them at their tiny home, a dome of twisted branches much like that I saw in Somalia in September.   Assitou is a confident boy and tells me how he is top of his class at school, loves geography and wants to be a teacher.  His sister sits shyly behind him, but admits that while she also wants to be a teacher she’s afraid of going to school and leaving her mother.

Fatimata tells her: “I don’t want you to end up a widow, panning dust for gold like me.” Assitou tells her not to worry about class.  They both smile when they describe the World Vision-supported celebration that all the children go to for the annual ‘Day of the African Child’.

We’ve heard this wherever we’ve been this week – the simplicity of time and space to play, enjoy good food and grow in their understanding and aspiration of what childhood could and should be for them is truly powerful.

ImageHealthier and educated

Powerful too was our last visit of the day to Sirba, a neighbouring area where World Vision has been working a few years longer than Komabongou.  The difference was startling.  The women and men we met there were the most confident of all those we’ve seen here, overflowing with things they wanted to show and tell us about their communities and their children.   We saw a cereal bank that’s been going successfully since 2005 and is impacting over 3,500 people.

“This gives us food locally and at lower prices than the nearest market, which is 15kms away, now we can find grain all through the year,” said one woman.  We saw their new borehole providing clean water, kids on swings outside a refurbished school, extensive vegetable gardens.

They told us: “We’ve seen many changes in our children – they are healthier and being educated, now all parents want to send their children to school, especially the girls.”   As they waved us off they thanked World Vision and all those who sponsor children here and said we had been “like a new moon over Sirba”.

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Living on the edge of existence

Justin Byworth, World Vision UK’s Chief Executive, continues to blog from Niger where the population faces a growing food crisis.

Day 5, Komabangou and Sirba

It has been said that a million different people live in a million different worlds.  Today, in Komabangou, I got a glimpse of a world so different, so harsh, that it was more like being transported to another planet.

As my colleague Georgina put it: “At pretty much the hardest place on earth, children pound rocks to dust for pennies”.  A dust-covered people where fathers work themselves to an early grave just so their children can eat.

In this place, with no water, it is the traces of gold in the rocks beneath the desert surface that are the people’s lifeline.  But to get this out of the ground means facing hazards not seen in the UK for two centuries and living on the edge of existence for food, water and health.

World Vision is there helping children and their mothers and fathers cling on to that existence and in time to bring real, lasting change to these communities.

Knowing the dangers

Meeting Abdou Kadri – a 35-year-old father of four, including ten-year-old Amadou who is sponsored by a caring World Vision supporter in the UK – was the most dramatic and unexpected encounter I have had here in Niger.

As we walked towards a group of men amidst piles of rocks and sand, I realised there were scores of holes in the ground.  Hand-dug and just two or three feet across, I peered down into the dark deep below and heard the steady thud of digging.

In answer to my question of how deep these most basic of mine shafts was, one man called down below and we struck up conversation with Kadri – unseen over 50 feet below.  He had been down there for over four hours but told us he was just getting going for the day.  When he heard there was a visitor from the UK he said: “I’m coming up, I’d like to meet him”.  Seeing him emerge minutes later, climbing up the most fragile of footholds inside the hole, and beam a huge smile at me as he wiped his face clean was a surreal, unforgettable moment.

Kadri told me: “I don’t like this work. I’m only doing it so that my family don’t go hungry”.  He knows the dangers well and that he probably has just a few years life ahead of him.  Life expectancy of those working here is just 45.

That’s my age and as I sat next to him, with our legs over the side of the hole, sharing conversation about the four children we both have. I felt a strong sense of connection with him and of how different our lives are simply because of where we were born.

“I get pains in my body”

Just a mile or two across the desert scrub we met the younger generation who pound the rocks dug out by Kadri and his friends into the dust that is then sifted for gold traces.  Ten or so young men sit under a scrap of shade hammering down large metal pestles onto the rocks.

It feels overwhelming – the sun beating down, the constant sound and clouds of dust that fill the air and cover everything.  19 year old Hama Hamidou tells me: “It’s very difficult work and sometimes I get pains in my body, but it’s my only source of income”.  He started at just 16 and the contrast with my 20 year old son Joshua’s last 3 years at university and school couldn’t be starker.

Younger still is 13 year old Ibrahim, one of many boys who runs back and forth with supplies for those involved in the mining.  World Vision has been working here for the last three years and it’s good to hear that Ibrahim is in school and to see other teenage boys at the youth centre we established, where they’ve learnt carpentry and other skills to equip them with a trade that might give them another route than the dangerous gold mining.

Battle to survive

A stone’s throw away is Komabangou’s health centre, crowded with mothers and babies all attending a World Vision supported nutrition clinic.  In such a harsh part of one of the poorest countries in the world, many children face an uphill battle to survive long enough to even have the choice between gold mining and another path in life.

Our work with the health centre is changing that.  Surrounded by the noise of crying babies as they’re weighed, measured and arm measurements checked, I heard from Dr Abdou Karim that while malnutrition is on the rise – from 364 in 2010 to 541 in 2011- that only two of these children have died during that time.  Following the failed harvest, Dr Karin says: “In 2012 malnutrition is certain to rise, but we can cope as long as we get the support.  We have the staff, the material, the system – it’s working”.

The consequences of not getting the support are literally life and death for children like Magizdo.  She is two years old, severely malnourished and has malaria, pneumonia and diarrhoea. An undoubtedly lethal cocktail had her mother Ramatou not brought her here where she gets therapeutic feeding – the highly nutritious ‘plumpy nut’, oral rehydration, soap and drugs to treat the malaria and pneumonia.  The trained local village health worker will monitor and support Ramatou and Magizdou closely over the days ahead and Dr Karim is confident that “she’ll survive and should recover well, they got here in time”.  Ramatou, at 26 already a widow with four children, is relieved: “I am so happy because I see my daughter’s health is improving”.

A different world

There’s much more to tell from today; time with children in another Komabongou village, a visit to a confident, go-getting community in neighbouring Sirba and eventful ferry rides over the Niger river.  This will have to wait until a much needed rest day.  For now, it’s the white dust-covered faces of the children in Komabongou and the thought of Kadri waking up to another day down a dark, deep and dangerous hole in the ground that I will carry with me, a world away even from Niamey (one of the least sophisticated capital cities I’ve seen), and a whole other universe from life back home in the UK.

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