Not all those who wander are lost

Karibu sana! This started as a link between me and my family and friends while I was in Tanzania for three months in the summer of 06, but now it will just show the continuation of my African adventures!

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

A New Adventure

Hey all, A quick update about where I am at with everything. I was accepted into Michigan State for the Fall to study Africa. I am trying to arrange to make a return visit to Tanzania, through CCS again in the Fall as an independent study abroad program. I am hoping to spend one month at the new CCS house in Bagamoyo, and then move for 2 more months in Moshi. There are a few kinks to work out, but so far it looks as if the plan is moving in the right direction. Bagamoyo is a town with a lot of history. It means "lay down my heart" in Arabic. It was recently recognized as a world heritage site. Many slaves from all over Central and Eastern Africa were brought to Bagamoyo, before being shipped to the island of Zanzibar to be sold. German missionaires came in the 1800s and helped to end the Zanzibar slave trade. It was also a town noted by explorers including Dr. David Livingstone. Moshi, of course is where I was last summer. It is at the foot of Kilimanjaro, the highest point in Africa. I am so excited to have a year of studying the grammatical aspect of Swahili under my belt. I know that I will be able to communicate so much more effectively with the children (and the adults), and that will be a wonderful asset to enhance the relationships I have built, and the ones I will build. Tanzania is a beautiful country, and I can't wait to be back, soaking up each moment. And I definitly can't wait to see the kids :D hakuna matata Maggie

Sunday, February 11, 2007

John na James

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Friday, November 10, 2006

Adoption

It's official, I am going to do everything I can to adopt James and John. The four year old twins I fell in love with at Upendo over the summer. It is going to be a long and hard process, just to get them, let alone all of sudden having two four year olds to take care of! But I am confident that not only can I do this, I will love every minute of it, no matter how hard it gets.
It's going to be an expensive process also, and I would appreciate any donations to go towards plane tickets and other adoptions costs for the boys. If you visit http://john-na-james.livejournal.com/profile there is a link to my paypal account.
My life post Tanzania is going well. I am going to OCC for most of my classes, and Wayne State for Swahili. My Swahili class is my favorite part of my week, because I can talk to my teacher (who is from Kenya) about East Africa and everything that I miss.
I am looking forward to the year ahead to see where I end up. Stay tuned, I'll keep updating this blog through out the year with news about fundraisers, news from the orphanage about the boys (and Flora!), and how I'm doing.
Much Love,
Maggie

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

It's been a while!

this is James


Well...it's coming up on being home for 3 months, and I haven't stopped missing everything about Moshi! I miss the orphans, and my students more and more everyday. I miss the other volunteers, the ccs employees, the neighbors, the safari guides. Everyone and everything. I just read the little summary of my blog that says "this will be my blog when i volunteer in tanzania for 12 weeks!" and I remember thinking 12 weeks was such a long time when i wrote that. Now, it seems so short. I can't wait to go back, and am hoping to go for at least six months. I am at OCC taking general classes, and at Wayne State taking Swahili. I am planning to tranfer to Michigan State next Fall to get my Bachelor's of Science in Global and Area Studies with a concentration in Africa. Eventually, I'll be working with Orphans full time when I am in Tanzania, and I'll be working for a non profit organziation when I am in Michigan. My hopes are to go back to Tanzania next summer with a program to learn Swahili.








John

















John in blue and James in red.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Pictures!

Top: James (in red) and John (in teal). Second: Flora (in light blue) and Ceci (in dark blue). This was before Flora was burned. Third: A lion walking past our safari car in Ngorongoro Crater. Bottom: Me at six in the morning with Kili in the back ground. I was at a lodge that is 10 thousand feet up the mountain (it's ~19,000 feet to the top).

Saturday, July 22, 2006

More trauma at the orphanage

Neglect and abuse is commonplace at Upendo. Most of the time it is small, but frusterating things, like hitting the children. There are worse things, like never giving the children water. This week however, things have gotten serverely worse. on Tuesday we noticed that Ceci's twin, Flora wasn't with the other children. Ceci and Flora are about 18 months old and are the most adorable children in the world. They stand around looking mad at the world, even when they are happy.
It didn't take long to find Flora. She was in her crib in the girl's bedroom. Her arm had been burned. There was a blister the size of my fist sitting on top of her little hand. There were burns all the way up to her elbow. Upon seeing this we asked why she wasn't at the doctor. They said she didn't need a doctor, it wasn't infected. We tried to explain to them that it was going to get infected as soon as the blister popped, and she would probably die. They still refused to take the girl to the hospital, even with us offering to pay the fees. When we got back to CCS, we showed the staff here, and the volunteers who are nurses, the pictures of her arm. Needless to say, everyone agreed she needed to go to a hospital. Mama Grace, one of the people in charge of CCS here, called the orphanage and asked why they wouldn't take her to the hospital. They gave her the same answer, it is not infected, she will be fine.
They told us they were giving Flora antibiotics, pain killers and burn cream. The next day at work, I sat with Flora all day long. Dispite the excruitiating pain she must be feeling, she just sits there calmly, sucking her fingers and playing with a winnie the pooh doll. I assume she must be becoming numb to the pain. No one else was with Flora, and if me or another volunteer not sat with her, she would have been alone all day long. When they came to give Flora her pain killer, I found out what their idea of a pain killer is. Children's tylenol. She should be in a burn unit on morphine and they have her in a crib with an open wound and on children's tylenol. I have come across many things here in Africa that they do differently from America, and I have accepted many of them, either because it is their culture, or they don't have the means to do things the same way the western world does things. But this is not the case with Flora. They have hospitals. They have IV's. They have treatments for injuries like the one that Flora has. The Nuns at Upendo just refuse to give the child a chance at recieving this help.
Aside from the huge blister, there is absolutely no skin left on her forearm. We are still trying to piece together how she got burned in the first place. The story told to us by the nuns and care givers was a lie. They said that there was boiling water in a pot on the ground, and Flora wanted to play in it so she stuck her arm in it. We knew this was wrong from the beginning. If she felt the boiling water, she would not have kept going up to her elbow. So we thought maybe she fell into it. But then yesterday, I looked closer at her hand. The palm of her hand is not burned. So she didn't stick her hand into water. It was spilled on her. I've been trying for months now to give these people the benefit of the doubt, but it's reached the point that I can't anymore. I don't know why they would want to fight so much to keep this child from seeing a doctor, unless they are hiding something. The story they told us doesn't match up, and we have seen, and heard from the local Tanzanians that these Nuns and Caregivers just don't care about the children.
Yesterday after placement, we went back with a doctor. He brought medicine and was there for free. They said they didn't want to take her to a hospital so we brought them a doctor. The Nuns (one Tanzanian and one German) flipped out and yelled at us for 30 minutes about how we were bad people for interfering and we were saying they were bad people and we had no right to bring a doctor. They wouldn't let the doctor see Flora. They took the medicine, but claimed it was "The same thing we are already using" (which it is not). I doubt if they will use it. We have contacted a social service worker who is assigned to Upendo. We have plans to talk to the Tanzanian Bishop. We are not giving up, but despite this, it's a race against time for Flora. The blister has popped and she is living in an orphanage filled with sick children and bacteria, and the people in charge could care less if she lives or dies.
There is nothing to do now but wait for this long, slow weekend to pass, to see how she is on Monday. You all know I am not the most religious person in the world, but please pray for this girl. She needs it.