Wednesday, June 18, 2008

An update on grad school

I have survived the three week intensive start to my graduate studies at Royal Roads! It was actually a fantastic three weeks and while the classes are over I am stil in the midst of writing a paper for one of the classes. I am now into the first of my on-line classes, which I will be doing until November, when the next 3 week intensive starts. I thought that people might be interested to know what types of subjects I am studying and what the discussion looks like. As most of you know I have a particular interest in food security and the following brief essay is taken from my latest contribution to the class discussion on development and social policy.

"I am very interested in the topic of food security. One of the main accomplishments from my time in the Central African Republic was establishing a nutrition garden at the main hospital where we lived. The hospital has a nutrition centre where malnourished children are rehabilitated, sometimes treated for other conditions like TB or malaria, and then are sent home. Many of the kids come in too late for treatment and die at the centre, others come and go as food availability back home does not change, and others improve remarkably and continue with relatively healthy lives. The garden was designed to help mothers learn about the variety of foods it is possible to grow in that area, how to grow them and how to prepare them in a way that maximizes their family nutrition and fits in to normal food consumption patterns in the region. The garden has been running for two and half years now and has been very successful. Seeds from the garden are free to any of the mothers when their children are released from the hospital.

How does this relate to food aid? Before the garden, the nutrition centre relied 100% on products donated from the World Food Program (WFP). They would receive corn flour, yellow split peas, sugar, oil and salt. Of these, yellow split pea was the only protein supplement the children received as meat is very expensive and harder and harder to come by in the region. YELLOW SPLIT PEA DOES NOT GROW IN CAR. Even if it did grow, the product received was not plantable as the seeds were split and therefore damaged. Hundreds of mothers came to see this product dumped from China and the saviour of their children's health and they could not provide it for themselves. The garden has been doing trials of other beans that are suitable for the region and we hope to be able to one day replace the reliance on WFP peas with our own home grown beans one day.

What is holding this process back is that the peas from WFP come free, which is very attractive to a hospital that receives very little outside aid and cannot afford to run the centre without it. Using locally produced beans would require paying for them, so for now, the hospital is unable or unwilling to do it. The garden is run on about $150 a month, all from outside aid coming from the US and Canada.

It makes much more sense for the WFP to buy locally produced beans and then distribute those free of charge, if they must, to the various feeding programs that they support. At least then, when someone puts a few uncooked seeds in their pocket, there is a chance that something even more helpful will grow out of it.

To this end, Canada has made some progress. We recently untied our food aid so that rather than maintaining quotas of how much food aid must be in the form of Canadian grown food, aid agencies can ask Canada for cash instead. This is not the case in the US however. Read the following article to get an idea of how dramatically tied US food aid is to US producers and US transport companies. It is very shameful, and yet, they are looking out for their own citizens which is what governments tend to do, is it not?

http://www.worldpress.org/Americas/3139.cfm

As one who has been on the receiving end of food aid and shipping containers full of donated items, I have seen their harmful, rather than helpful, attributes. Take for example, the donation of used clothing in emergencies. While to North Americans it seems like an altogether generous thing to do to send our things over to people who have no things, what we are really doing is relieving ourselves of guilt while destroying local markets. Do we really think that there is nothing whatsoever in the places where our generosity is destined? By sending large amounts of anything, we are putting small businessmen, who earn a living and contribute to their communities, out of business. Why pay for a new dress when you can get one for free from the charity down the road. The amount that is spent in shipping our generosity around the world could be used to buy the same amount or more from local suppliers, thereby boosting the local economy, not creating jealousies by having some people walking around in 'American' flip flops while the unlucky ones are still wearing the 'local' ones, and not setting the aid worker up as provider of free stuff from America.

I know there is another side to this argument too. What do we do with our over-consumption, if we can't give it to 'poor people'? Won't we un-naturally boost an economy only to have it fall when we leave? By raising the demand for local food won't we skew the price and upset local production and consumption patterns?"

Thursday, May 22, 2008

More questions than answers

Here is a recent quote from one of my courses. It provokes a lot of questions. Thought you might enjoy entering the student life with me!

'Teach a man to fish and you can sell him bait for a lifetime.'

Monday, May 19, 2008

A student again

I barely have time to write as I have officially started classes today and accomplishing 3 courses in 3 weeks gives you barely enough time to breath. I freaked out last night, questioned my motives, abilities and general sanity and was somewhat relieved to find that a few other students were thinking the same thing. Graduate studies are a far cry from undergrad work I did 10 years ago. However, Darren assures me that I can do it, and I trust his judgement! I am excited to be learning something practical and to try and make sense of the chaotic and insecure world around us. In my effort to do so I will not be writing for the next 3 weeks but hopefully will be able to catch you all up on my studies when there is room to breath.

Darren, on the other hand has a great IT job in the health region for Vancouver Island, is working at a farm down the road as well and totally cleaned up our house today. I am so spoiled. Wonder what he's cooking for dinner tomorrow?

Monday, April 21, 2008

Me and my mom


In light of my last post which was filled with sadness, I thought it appropriate to share this photo of me and my mom. We went on a little adventure some weeks ago looking for a final resting spot for my grandma, who passed away while I was in the CAR this January. I thank God for my mom, and all the women who have mothered me through the journey.


My one hundredth post

This is post number 100. I wish it could be filled with all manner of good news, but I just got off the phone with Clarisse and it is not all good. Mama Maggie, the aunt who so wonderfully raised Clarisse, is sick and in hospital. She has not been well for the past 2 years or so, so this is no surprise, but it is heart wrenching to hear the pain in Clarisse's voice and to not be able to comfort her in person. Maggie has raised many, many children, most of whom are orphans or unwanted, and though barren, has been a mother many times over. She worked as a mid-wife and then in the hospital pharmacy until illness forced
her to retire. She lives right next door to Clarisse but was taken to the hospital Tuesday when she became too weak to eat and stopped sleeping.

What strikes me is that Tuesday I was burdened with a deep sadness all day. As soon as I got in the car to leave work I started to cry. I cried the entire way home, and into the evening. I was mourning not being in CAR, but it went deeper. Into Wednesday I couldn't get Maggie and others off my mind, but was again burdened by this deep sadness. All I could do was pray, and weep. Now I know why. By Thursday Maggie was beginning to eat and this weekend she could sit up for short periods. I pray she will continue to strengthen and I thank God that even while I am not there and have little communication with Clarisse, my spirit still knows what is going on and I am still able to help.

I also heard last week that Chrysler's oldest brother was killed in a motorcycle accident. Chrysler and his family had not seen his brother for quite a long time as he had been serving in the military in the troubled Birao region of the CAR. I spoke to Chrysler last Monday and gave my condolences to him and his family. He urged me to pray for his family, especially for his mother, and for his brother's widow who is nearly 8 months pregnant.

Death and the possibility of death hang in the air in the CAR all the time. It is not until it gets close to you that you feel the full weight of its burden on your shoulders. I have never felt such sorrow or such joy before I knew the CAR.

On a more joy-filled note, we heard from Calvin this week and he has received good marks on his second semester exams. We were a little worried when his first semester marks came back and he was very behind. However, with the thought of having to leave school and go it alone looming over his head, he really buckled down and has brought his grades up significantly and we are so proud of him. He may just make it afterall.














(Me and Calvin this January in Berberati)

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Ignored or Unknown?

I read an interview with Tony Lanzer, the head of the UN Human Rights Commission in the C.A.R. recently. When asked why the CAR has been ignored for so long, his response reminded me that even while we are here in North America, we have an important job to do on behalf of the people of the Central African Republic. He says:

"You can't ignore something unless you know it exists. In spite of its name, nobody knows where the Central African Republic is. Very few people know it is a country and even fewer have time to worry about it. Also, it is surrounded by bigger, more complex countries... Until we inform people of why CAR matters, it never will."

So it isn't so much that CAR has been ignored, it is that nobody really knows that is exists. CAR matters, not only in political terms but more so because of the four million people who call it home, who are suffering from lack of clean water, sufficient food and constant insecurity. The people of CAR matter.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Job Search, take 3

I have finally settled on a job that starts Monday. I know you are all holding your breath to see how long it will last, but I am really looking forward to it. I quit the local garden centre I have been working at this week. It wasn't a bad job at all, and although the pay was not the best, it is a nice distance by bike and the staff are very friendly. One lady in particular was especially friendly and I would have liked to have stayed if not just to work along side her. However, I was hired with the understanding that is was a temporary job to get them through the busy season and that as soon as I found something more permanent I would be leaving. They may not have banked on it only taking a week to find something permanent but that is how it goes. I love working outdoors but will have to go to the thrift store to get some more work clothes. As I write this post it is snowing. Yes, snowing! The hillside outside the house is covered with Spring daffodils and yet we are still in Canada and winter has not had its last word yet. Hopefully this is it.

So the newest job is also at a Garden Centre, way out in Sidney, a good 35 minutes drive so no biking for me. It pays slightly more an hour than my last job, but has a more ECHO-feel about it. They are quite picky about who they hire and they operate very much like a family owned business, with the employees making up the family. They are more of a specialty place and focus on rare and unusual varieties of plants, including a number of native species. While they do mostly retail sales, they also supply to landscapers and do a fair bit of their own propagation. Last week, the day after my interview, I spent 4 hours grafting dogwood and Japanese maple as a special project for the owner. I think this was the hook. I have never been pursued for employment as I have by this nursery.

As I said in an earlier post, the circumstances around this job are equally as 'designed' as the last one. During the two days I was working for the golf course, I ordered plants for a project there from Russell nursery. A few days after quitting the nursery owner called me to find out if I had received the plants they delivered. I then told him that I am sure they received them but that I was no longer working there so wasn't sure. He asked me why I quit as he knew I had only just started. After explaining my life to him he invited me out for an interview that afternoon. The rest is the history of job number three.

I officially start job number three on Monday and will be spending the week dividing bamboo. As we were talking about nursery propagation techniques last week in my interview we hit on the subject of bamboo and I asked him what he used to do their divisions. The tools they use are far from easy so I suggested using a reciprocating saw. He jumped on the idea and so next week I start a new job with a new pair of work gloves, multiple layers of clothing including long-johns and a brand new reciprocating saw, hopefully in pink. (Do they even come in pink?)

The other beautiful thing about the job is that they close down the week before Christmas until the end of January. So I guess I will get to go to C.A.R. for Christmas after all. God is good!