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It has been a while since our last blog post so we thought we would update you on our recent activities. The majority of the group (all but Kevin, Sophia, Muyambi, and Abhay) returned to the states on August 6TH. After we gave out bicycles to the two villages the group split up. Half of us traveled to Murchison Falls and through the National Park . We saw elephants, giraffes, and wild boar. The other half stayed behind in Gulu to help organize some of the documents in the office.
The group reunited in Masindi from where we traveled to Kampala the following morning. After spending a day in Kampala we decided we needed to take a day to celebrate the successful implementation of the pilot phase of the project. A river raft company picked us up in Kampala and took us to Jinja, a vibrant city an hour away. In Jinja we were given life vests and helmets to safeguard us from the class five rapids of the NIle. The river trip lasted all day and provided plenty of thrills and was immensely enjoyed by everyone. It concluded with a BBQ by a cliff with a great view of the Nile.
After a weekend in Kabale, our small group has made our way back to Gulu for a couple of days. We had some meetings lined up, but had no idea that the day would turn out to be extremely busy with several tasks to complete and issues to discuss. We first met with President Museivini’s special advisor in the northern region, who showed a keen interest in our project and wanted to know more details since seeing a short piece in the local newspaper last week. He emphasized that our project should continue to remain politically and religiously independent to remain credible and unbiased within the communities we work in. Having a contact of his stature on board with us is very useful for BAP’s long term goals.
Our second meeting of the day was with the Senior Development Officer of Amuru district, who had certified us as a CBO a couple of weeks ago. He talked about monitoring requirements as part of his district wide role, and how his office could provide us with support on a regular basis. He expressed his gratitude from the bicycle distribution based on his information in the local communities. BAP will be required to submit to his office a short monthly progress report, and a more comprehensive quarterly evaluation.
Lastly, along with two of our consultants here in Gulu, we received updated on various aspects of the project over the past week since the distribution of the bicycles. Some of the issues we faced include potential security concerns at the office during night time, beneficiaries moving out of the village, and reliable bicycle maintenance. We are currently working on developing a similar microenterprise structure for one bicycle mechanic in each village to facilitate smooth access of bicycle maintenance. Tomorrow will be another busy day, as we make our way back to the village to get first hand feedback from beneficiaries and have our consultants sign BAP contracts.
Before the end of the week, all the remaining BAPers will head to their respective destinations, but we hope to post again soon.
-Kevin and Abhay
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Saturday, August 1st- Recovery Day
Reflecting back on our time here in Gulu over the past week, it is really crazy to see all that we have accomplished. When we arrived last Friday, many of us had no idea all the work that needed to be done before actually delivering the bicycles to the villages. We became a Community Based Organization (CBO) by meeting with various Local Chairpersons, writing a constitution and various other documents. We opened a bank account, found a building that is our BAP office in the village of Nwoya, and created an organizational structure for our BAP as a whole. At one point we were concerned that we would not even be able to deliver all the bicycles this week while here. All of us really came together to get everything done that needed to be done, and now the people of Nwoya and Lulyango are reaping the benefits of our hard work. Thank you to everyone for their support of our project to help us achieve our goals. Thank you from all 15 of us and thank you from the hundreds of people from both communities.
An update for today, Saturday, we are doing various tasks that need to be completed before we deliver the next batch of 50 bicycles to Lulyango tomorrow. We certainly learned a lot yesterday while we handed out the bikes. We are preparing the bikes with our painted logo and number on them today, so that we don’t have to do so tomorrow. We are also preparing all the paperwork today, so that we don’t have to take time to do so while the people are waiting tomorrow.
Over the past few days, Janice and I have delivered 5 suitcases of donations (school supplies, books, sneakers and craft supplies) to various Watoto schools (see watoto.org for more info about Watoto) and to a local church that we have connected with . Everyone is incredibly grateful for the donations; thank you to everyone who contributed from back home.
-Kylie
An update for today, Saturday, we are doing various tasks that need to be completed before we deliver the next batch of 50 bicycles to Lulyango tomorrow. We certainly learned a lot yesterday while we handed out the bikes. We are preparing the bikes with our painted logo and number on them today, so that we don’t have to do so tomorrow. We are also preparing all the paperwork today, so that we don’t have to take time to do so while the people are waiting tomorrow.
Over the past few days, Janice and I have delivered 5 suitcases of donations (school supplies, books, sneakers and craft supplies) to various Watoto schools (see watoto.org for more info about Watoto) and to a local church that we have connected with . Everyone is incredibly grateful for the donations; thank you to everyone who contributed from back home.
-Kylie
Friday, July 31st- Bike Distribution Day 1!
Two entries about this big day:
“T.I.U.” (This Is Uganda). Often thought of as derogatory, this statment has pushed many close to the edge while still managing to bring out the best in us. This project had “impossible” written all over it when a young, but ambitious Ugandan boy dreamt up the idea of giving bicycles to people in one of the most war torn locations on the globe. Even as we sat around a table in Gulu, Uganda, with a list of tasks needing to be accomplished, there was still an air of doubt as the first set of tasks were assigned.
It is now August 1st and as I sit in my room, 50 individuals (actually 51…funny story) are planning a more efficient future with their new bicycles. As I woke up yesterday morning, I picked up my phone to realize that I still had an hour of sleep left. I was excited. I tried to fight off the butterflies in my stomach as I got ready, contemplating the plan for the day. When it was finally time for us to leave, plans had changed considerably in the mad last minute rush. After another bumpy ride (one I’m sure previous bloggers have already described with impeccable detail) we arrived in Nwoya, the first of two villages to distribute bicycles.
There was clearly a sense of anxiety as the people listened to Kevin as he gave out instructions as to how the proceedings would go. As our list of chosen applicants was brought out, there was a great silence that was only to be broken by the sounds of Kylie and Sofia playing with children nearby. One by one the names were called and one by one the people stood u and made their triumphant walk over to the check in station. The process was going so well, I wanted to giggle. Our cleverly created list (by Kevin, Alyson, Erika and JD aka Steel) which used many calculated formulas to find the perfect candidates was working. And then disaster struck… “Betty A. please come up!” and with this, two Betty’s stood up with huge grins on their faces. Confusion broke out as we tried to figure out who the correct Betty was after realizing the more detailed list (with ages, etc…) was locked in the great Muyambi’s room back at the hotel. So what do we do? We gave them both bikes… because at BAP, we share our love!
After the check-ins we arranged for the participants to undergo a credit management seminar and a bicycle repair workshop before they received the bicycles. With the first 25 bikes, Baker (our great driver) had brilliantly engineered our BAP symbol stencil and painted it on. Even though it was pouring, this didn’t faze the villagers as they proudly collected their brand new bikes and wheeled off. While some yelled at the top of their lungs and emphatically warrior danced their way to their bikes, others merely smiled, thanked us and rolled their bikes away. Although drenched and beaten up, seeing those faces light up as they grabbed their bikes made it all worthwhile. The only thing I regret is not following Sophia’s lead and learning the local language so I could thank them for giving me a chance to make a difference for these amazing people. And as I prepare for another long day of bike giving tomorrow, I cant help but think T.I.U; where lives are changed and where the impossible is made possible.
-Odeke
Friday marked the first day of bicycle distribution. We began the morning by securing the necessary funds from the bank to purchase the bicycles from the distributor. With our lunches packed and forms printed, we departed in the van towards the village of Corner Nwoya. We arrived after approximately an hour and a half drive and were welcomed by the villagers who were awaiting our arrival.
We explained to the people that our decision of what households received a bicycle was difficult, but that if the beneficiaries are honest and remember to make their payments, we will be able to purchase more bicycles for those whom have applied. After reading the list of people who had been granted a bicycle, the workshops began at which the bicycle recipients were educated on the basics of microfinance and bicycle repair. Just when it seemed that the spirits of the villagers could not be any more gleeful, Muyambi arrived with the first batch of bicycles, which were immediately unloaded and their serial numbers recorded. The quality of a few of the bicycles was unsatisfactory due to faulty breaks and unexplained dents; however, a bicycle mechanic was at hand to assist with repairs.
The BAP logo and numbers were painted onto the bicycles with use of a stencil while Muyambi left to retrieve the other twenty five bicycles. While waiting, BAPers played with children, interviewed villagers and continued to make sure the quality of the bicycles were satisfactory. Despite being a dry season in Uganda, the clouds began to blanket the sky and shower rain upon us. The weather climaxed just as Muyambi returned with the last of the bicycles, which truly captured the spirit and mentality of BAP and its members; with stinging rain pouring from the sky and chilling wind stealing our warmth, the BAPers marched towards to the truck to unload the bicycles and make them ready for distribution. No challenge, be it weather, horrendous roads, or frustrating bureaucracy, could ever dissever ourselves from the goal of alleviating poverty and making better the lives of those displaced by war.
It seemed that the unpleasant weather grew tired of our high spirits and began to depart just as we officially handed over the bicycles. Hands were clapping, people cheering, tears disguised by the remaining streams of rain, while BAP’s purpose began to take a concrete form. We left the village wet and shivering, packed in a van on the same uncomfortable road, but unfazed by any displeasure. Our project had truly taken flight. The emotion of bringing an idea through months of hard work and planning to an object of reality served as our warmth and comfort for the long and bumpy drive back to the hotel.
-Colin Thomas
“T.I.U.” (This Is Uganda). Often thought of as derogatory, this statment has pushed many close to the edge while still managing to bring out the best in us. This project had “impossible” written all over it when a young, but ambitious Ugandan boy dreamt up the idea of giving bicycles to people in one of the most war torn locations on the globe. Even as we sat around a table in Gulu, Uganda, with a list of tasks needing to be accomplished, there was still an air of doubt as the first set of tasks were assigned.
It is now August 1st and as I sit in my room, 50 individuals (actually 51…funny story) are planning a more efficient future with their new bicycles. As I woke up yesterday morning, I picked up my phone to realize that I still had an hour of sleep left. I was excited. I tried to fight off the butterflies in my stomach as I got ready, contemplating the plan for the day. When it was finally time for us to leave, plans had changed considerably in the mad last minute rush. After another bumpy ride (one I’m sure previous bloggers have already described with impeccable detail) we arrived in Nwoya, the first of two villages to distribute bicycles.
There was clearly a sense of anxiety as the people listened to Kevin as he gave out instructions as to how the proceedings would go. As our list of chosen applicants was brought out, there was a great silence that was only to be broken by the sounds of Kylie and Sofia playing with children nearby. One by one the names were called and one by one the people stood u and made their triumphant walk over to the check in station. The process was going so well, I wanted to giggle. Our cleverly created list (by Kevin, Alyson, Erika and JD aka Steel) which used many calculated formulas to find the perfect candidates was working. And then disaster struck… “Betty A. please come up!” and with this, two Betty’s stood up with huge grins on their faces. Confusion broke out as we tried to figure out who the correct Betty was after realizing the more detailed list (with ages, etc…) was locked in the great Muyambi’s room back at the hotel. So what do we do? We gave them both bikes… because at BAP, we share our love!
After the check-ins we arranged for the participants to undergo a credit management seminar and a bicycle repair workshop before they received the bicycles. With the first 25 bikes, Baker (our great driver) had brilliantly engineered our BAP symbol stencil and painted it on. Even though it was pouring, this didn’t faze the villagers as they proudly collected their brand new bikes and wheeled off. While some yelled at the top of their lungs and emphatically warrior danced their way to their bikes, others merely smiled, thanked us and rolled their bikes away. Although drenched and beaten up, seeing those faces light up as they grabbed their bikes made it all worthwhile. The only thing I regret is not following Sophia’s lead and learning the local language so I could thank them for giving me a chance to make a difference for these amazing people. And as I prepare for another long day of bike giving tomorrow, I cant help but think T.I.U; where lives are changed and where the impossible is made possible.
-Odeke
Friday marked the first day of bicycle distribution. We began the morning by securing the necessary funds from the bank to purchase the bicycles from the distributor. With our lunches packed and forms printed, we departed in the van towards the village of Corner Nwoya. We arrived after approximately an hour and a half drive and were welcomed by the villagers who were awaiting our arrival.
We explained to the people that our decision of what households received a bicycle was difficult, but that if the beneficiaries are honest and remember to make their payments, we will be able to purchase more bicycles for those whom have applied. After reading the list of people who had been granted a bicycle, the workshops began at which the bicycle recipients were educated on the basics of microfinance and bicycle repair. Just when it seemed that the spirits of the villagers could not be any more gleeful, Muyambi arrived with the first batch of bicycles, which were immediately unloaded and their serial numbers recorded. The quality of a few of the bicycles was unsatisfactory due to faulty breaks and unexplained dents; however, a bicycle mechanic was at hand to assist with repairs.
The BAP logo and numbers were painted onto the bicycles with use of a stencil while Muyambi left to retrieve the other twenty five bicycles. While waiting, BAPers played with children, interviewed villagers and continued to make sure the quality of the bicycles were satisfactory. Despite being a dry season in Uganda, the clouds began to blanket the sky and shower rain upon us. The weather climaxed just as Muyambi returned with the last of the bicycles, which truly captured the spirit and mentality of BAP and its members; with stinging rain pouring from the sky and chilling wind stealing our warmth, the BAPers marched towards to the truck to unload the bicycles and make them ready for distribution. No challenge, be it weather, horrendous roads, or frustrating bureaucracy, could ever dissever ourselves from the goal of alleviating poverty and making better the lives of those displaced by war.
It seemed that the unpleasant weather grew tired of our high spirits and began to depart just as we officially handed over the bicycles. Hands were clapping, people cheering, tears disguised by the remaining streams of rain, while BAP’s purpose began to take a concrete form. We left the village wet and shivering, packed in a van on the same uncomfortable road, but unfazed by any displeasure. Our project had truly taken flight. The emotion of bringing an idea through months of hard work and planning to an object of reality served as our warmth and comfort for the long and bumpy drive back to the hotel.
-Colin Thomas
Thursday, July 30, 2009
First Day of Surveying
Blog entry for the 27th
Although this blog is a bit overdue, Monday was probably the most exciting and rewarding day we’ve had so far on the trip! Monday was our first day of surveying locals about our bicycle project. Although we had planned to leave early in the morning, last minute copying and errands put us a bit behind schedule. By 11 we were on our way. After 10 minutes or so of driving we noticed that the van was awfully quiet. Princess Odeke had been left behind! Oops! So after backtracking a bit, we finally on our way to Corner Nwoya. This is one of the two villages in Amuru district where we will be distributing bicycles. The ride to Nwoya was really interesting because it was our first trip outside of Gulu town. Gulu town is the center of the district, filled with people and businesses, while the outskirts of Gulu town are small huts in the middle of the bush. I personally had a rush of emotions while starring out the window. The land was so beautiful and the people appeared so independent and proud. But I couldn’t help but feel like I was living through a docu-drama. During the war, north of Gulu town was rebel territory and no one would have ventured to where we were driving. Driving through the bush, I couldn’t help but think of all the terror and heartache those around me had endured. Solomon, one of our faithful translators, was sitting next to me explaining how his family was forced to abandon their home in Amuru for sanctuary in Gulu town.
When we finally arrived in Nwoya, we were greeted by a few villagers seated under the “big tree”, the community gathering spot. I think we were all surprised by the village because Nwoya is located in one of the IDP camps. Although refugee and IDP camps are different, it never occurred to me that Nwoya would look like a concentrated village of huts rather than campsite of displaced persons. Most people have moved out of the IDP camps, so the village was not packed with huts, but a couple years ago it was probably overflowing. Within minutes, swarms of villagers arrived to investigate what all the commotion was about. Mzungus, (that’s what locals refer to us as) do not come on a regular occasion. Once the LC arrived, he introduced our group and thanked us for coming. Following the greetings Muyambi stood up and gave the villagers a brief description of who we are and what we hoped to accomplish. The villagers were very receptive to the project and asked many intelligent questions. One woman asked what will happen to the bike if a recipient dies before the 18 months are up. (18 months is the standard term for repayment if people pay 4,000 shillings a month). Unfortunately unexpected death is a reality that people here must plan for, something we never even considered. While Muyambi was speaking we also committed our first cultural offense. Since the launch of our project was so momentous, we had been filming and photographing the event. However the villagers became annoyed that they were being taped without their consent and before they even knew why we had come. The whole trip is a learning process, so although we felt ashamed in the moment, I’m glad the villagers spoke up shared their thoughts. At least we won’t make the same mistake twice. Once Muyambi was done speaking we divided the villagers into groups behind each translator. Every translator was paired up with two students, so we all got to participate in the surveying and application process. I think that surveying the villagers was definitely the most exciting and rewarding experience I have had so far. Although we have discussed and debated what is most helpful to locals, how a bicycle will affect their lives, it was not until we used a bottom-up strategy of surveying did we discover how impactful a bicycle will be. Many of the people we interviewed walked up to 6 miles every day to retrieve water. One lady I spoke with had diabetes and as a result had to travel to Gulu Hospital 2x a month for 30,000 shillings each trip—astronomically expensive for the average person. Although the surveys compiled a detailed analysis of each person, connecting with the people also gave us much insight into their lives. Learning their individual stories was not only interesting but also inspiring. The day was definitely a success but we did discover a few kinks in our surveys that we would have to work out. Some of the questions the translators did not understand and other questions were simply unnecessary. Monday was a pilot session to learn from so Tuesday would definitely run more smoothly.
When we arrived back at our hotel we found out perhaps the most exciting news of the day… we had officially become a CBO!!!! Molly and Abhay had stayed back to meet with Joe, a high government official in charge of CBOs and NGOs. After asking a few questions he approved our status, giving us his full support. Joe also gave some helpful suggestions to BAP. He explained that we must be careful to filter out the artificial need BAP might create. Although someone may not have a need for a bike, when bikes become available, everyone thinks he or she need one. He also told us to emphasize the multiplier effect that bikes will have on the community. Maintaining a close relationship between BAP and our partner villages will also be critical to the success of the project—working hand-in-hand with the LCs is a must. Lastly, he urged us to formulate some type of conflict management for problems that might arise in the future with beneficiaries and repayment.
All in all today was a major success, just one of many more to come ….
Nicole
Although this blog is a bit overdue, Monday was probably the most exciting and rewarding day we’ve had so far on the trip! Monday was our first day of surveying locals about our bicycle project. Although we had planned to leave early in the morning, last minute copying and errands put us a bit behind schedule. By 11 we were on our way. After 10 minutes or so of driving we noticed that the van was awfully quiet. Princess Odeke had been left behind! Oops! So after backtracking a bit, we finally on our way to Corner Nwoya. This is one of the two villages in Amuru district where we will be distributing bicycles. The ride to Nwoya was really interesting because it was our first trip outside of Gulu town. Gulu town is the center of the district, filled with people and businesses, while the outskirts of Gulu town are small huts in the middle of the bush. I personally had a rush of emotions while starring out the window. The land was so beautiful and the people appeared so independent and proud. But I couldn’t help but feel like I was living through a docu-drama. During the war, north of Gulu town was rebel territory and no one would have ventured to where we were driving. Driving through the bush, I couldn’t help but think of all the terror and heartache those around me had endured. Solomon, one of our faithful translators, was sitting next to me explaining how his family was forced to abandon their home in Amuru for sanctuary in Gulu town.
When we finally arrived in Nwoya, we were greeted by a few villagers seated under the “big tree”, the community gathering spot. I think we were all surprised by the village because Nwoya is located in one of the IDP camps. Although refugee and IDP camps are different, it never occurred to me that Nwoya would look like a concentrated village of huts rather than campsite of displaced persons. Most people have moved out of the IDP camps, so the village was not packed with huts, but a couple years ago it was probably overflowing. Within minutes, swarms of villagers arrived to investigate what all the commotion was about. Mzungus, (that’s what locals refer to us as) do not come on a regular occasion. Once the LC arrived, he introduced our group and thanked us for coming. Following the greetings Muyambi stood up and gave the villagers a brief description of who we are and what we hoped to accomplish. The villagers were very receptive to the project and asked many intelligent questions. One woman asked what will happen to the bike if a recipient dies before the 18 months are up. (18 months is the standard term for repayment if people pay 4,000 shillings a month). Unfortunately unexpected death is a reality that people here must plan for, something we never even considered. While Muyambi was speaking we also committed our first cultural offense. Since the launch of our project was so momentous, we had been filming and photographing the event. However the villagers became annoyed that they were being taped without their consent and before they even knew why we had come. The whole trip is a learning process, so although we felt ashamed in the moment, I’m glad the villagers spoke up shared their thoughts. At least we won’t make the same mistake twice. Once Muyambi was done speaking we divided the villagers into groups behind each translator. Every translator was paired up with two students, so we all got to participate in the surveying and application process. I think that surveying the villagers was definitely the most exciting and rewarding experience I have had so far. Although we have discussed and debated what is most helpful to locals, how a bicycle will affect their lives, it was not until we used a bottom-up strategy of surveying did we discover how impactful a bicycle will be. Many of the people we interviewed walked up to 6 miles every day to retrieve water. One lady I spoke with had diabetes and as a result had to travel to Gulu Hospital 2x a month for 30,000 shillings each trip—astronomically expensive for the average person. Although the surveys compiled a detailed analysis of each person, connecting with the people also gave us much insight into their lives. Learning their individual stories was not only interesting but also inspiring. The day was definitely a success but we did discover a few kinks in our surveys that we would have to work out. Some of the questions the translators did not understand and other questions were simply unnecessary. Monday was a pilot session to learn from so Tuesday would definitely run more smoothly.
When we arrived back at our hotel we found out perhaps the most exciting news of the day… we had officially become a CBO!!!! Molly and Abhay had stayed back to meet with Joe, a high government official in charge of CBOs and NGOs. After asking a few questions he approved our status, giving us his full support. Joe also gave some helpful suggestions to BAP. He explained that we must be careful to filter out the artificial need BAP might create. Although someone may not have a need for a bike, when bikes become available, everyone thinks he or she need one. He also told us to emphasize the multiplier effect that bikes will have on the community. Maintaining a close relationship between BAP and our partner villages will also be critical to the success of the project—working hand-in-hand with the LCs is a must. Lastly, he urged us to formulate some type of conflict management for problems that might arise in the future with beneficiaries and repayment.
All in all today was a major success, just one of many more to come ….
Nicole
Tuesday July 28
Today is the second day of applications and surveys. The group split up into two- one going to the LC I of Nwoya and the other driving directly to village number 2, Luluyango. The ride was the same, bumpy and dusty, yet narrower. We drove through “the bush,” where the LRA used to hide. I’ve heard of the bush from all the documentaries and books we had to read, but seeing it now- tall grass that goes way past my head- I started imagining rebels lurking in there while we drove by. We finally got to Lulyango and had a conference with the village where the LCI and LCII introduced us to the people. The whole process was very much the same as the day before- children sat together behind the adults while the village officials sat on their low wooden chairs and benches and the rest were seated on a tarp on the ground. We did, however, learn from yesterday to wait for formal introduction before taking pictures. The rest of the day was just that- a learning experience. The conference ended with lots of claps and Acholi squealing. The squealing is a good sign. Katherine’s wedding, women would squeal and vibrate their tongues in celebration. It reminded me of the sound Red Indians would make, but unlike the Red Indians; the Acholi squeal was not a prelude to an attack. I realized the villagers were celebrating the fact that we were there for them.
So, we started the whole process. We had six translators and a separate station for English speakers. There weren’t as many English speakers as there in Nwoya, and each person was given a number to make sure that the first people in line were given priority over people who came later. Yesterday we came across some men pushing the women out of the lines, and so Janice suggested this number system to prevent that from happening again. The whole process was a lot less chaotic and more organized. We had a rotation system so everyone could explore the village, play with the kids, and observe the borehole. It took us four whole hours to go through everybody in the village with a 109 applications at the end of the day. But, what surprised me, was the patience these people ahd just for the opportunity to be considered for the bicycle program. No one complained about the wait. They just sat quietly on the ground- women tending to their children and men having conversation. They probably observed us muzungus too, while we observed them. But it was a very pleasant atmosphere. We had translators so we could interact with them, and sometimes no translation was needed at all. We all tried to learn a few words in Luo, such as “Apwoyo” for “thank you,” or “I tinini?” for “how are you;” and “ Nyingi nga?” for “what’s your name.” That put a smile on their faces- seeing that we were trying to learn their language although we were struggling with our pronunciation.
While we were finishing up a few more people, Kevin, Erika, Odeke, and Colin started playing with all the kids together. They did “Simon says…” and tag with about fifty kids of all ages surrounding them. It was an adorable sight- another instance where we really didn’t need words to communicate, but silly actions that Simon tells you to do.
As this eruption of giggles and cheers was going on in front of me, in the distance, in the direction of the borehole, I could see some women and little girls line up jerry cans in front of the pump while a young girl pushed down on the lever on the other side. When the cans were filled, they put them on their heads.
Sophia
So, we started the whole process. We had six translators and a separate station for English speakers. There weren’t as many English speakers as there in Nwoya, and each person was given a number to make sure that the first people in line were given priority over people who came later. Yesterday we came across some men pushing the women out of the lines, and so Janice suggested this number system to prevent that from happening again. The whole process was a lot less chaotic and more organized. We had a rotation system so everyone could explore the village, play with the kids, and observe the borehole. It took us four whole hours to go through everybody in the village with a 109 applications at the end of the day. But, what surprised me, was the patience these people ahd just for the opportunity to be considered for the bicycle program. No one complained about the wait. They just sat quietly on the ground- women tending to their children and men having conversation. They probably observed us muzungus too, while we observed them. But it was a very pleasant atmosphere. We had translators so we could interact with them, and sometimes no translation was needed at all. We all tried to learn a few words in Luo, such as “Apwoyo” for “thank you,” or “I tinini?” for “how are you;” and “ Nyingi nga?” for “what’s your name.” That put a smile on their faces- seeing that we were trying to learn their language although we were struggling with our pronunciation.
While we were finishing up a few more people, Kevin, Erika, Odeke, and Colin started playing with all the kids together. They did “Simon says…” and tag with about fifty kids of all ages surrounding them. It was an adorable sight- another instance where we really didn’t need words to communicate, but silly actions that Simon tells you to do.
As this eruption of giggles and cheers was going on in front of me, in the distance, in the direction of the borehole, I could see some women and little girls line up jerry cans in front of the pump while a young girl pushed down on the lever on the other side. When the cans were filled, they put them on their heads.
Sophia
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, quick update
Greetings from Uganda. The students will undoubtedly have more to post, but I wanted to let folks know that the last two days have been spent in two remote villages about one and a half hours from Gulu town center. There we have been surveying residents, many who had been displaced because of the long years of fighting, to get a sense of the current condition and need for transportation. In each village we processed around 100 applications from people who wanted to benefit from the Bicycles Against Poverty program. We hope to provide bikes at half the actual cost to around 50% of the applicants. Each person who receives a bike will pay back about $2 to $3 a month to enable us to buy more bikes. This is where the real work of the group began and while it has been challenging at times, I think the volunteers are in good spirits and feeling excited about the opportunity to make a real difference in the lives of these families. Many of the villagers are farmers and must trek along very rutted dusty roads in the bush to get to markets, their own gardens, or to hospitals and social services.
I'll let others write more about that, but I wanted to share with you an encounter I had this morning before leaving Gulu town. I was followed into a stationery store by a young man named Justin who asked to speak to me. After he helped me buy some pens and clip boards and find a place to have an official BAP stamp made, he handed me a piece of paper. On it was neatly written his situation. After asking God to bless me, he asked for help. Justin had arrived in Gulu the night before from one of the Internally Displaced Persons camps with his sister who was very ill. She is 19 and suffering from HIV/AIDS. While his grandmother was to come to Gulu today to pay for the hospital stay, Justin had no money. He and his sister had not eaten. The hospitals provide what treatment they can, but it is up to the patient's family to provide food here. He asked if I would buy some beans at the local market for him and his sister in exchange for his help. He was very sincere and clearly worried about his sister who had been coughing up blood. During our walking, he explained that he had been captured by the rebel army and was living in the bush as a child soldier when he escaped about 5 years ago. The commander of his unit came looking for him in his village and when he was not found, his parents and brothers were killed to send a message to Justin. His sister and grandmother are his only remaining relatives. I was really moved by this individual's story and left him with 10,000 Ugandan shillings. It's less than $5 for us but clearly a big sum for him. What really breaks my heart is that I know his story, but it is just one of many such tragic tales. There are thousands of other stories like it here in northern Uganda. It will take a long, long time for the legacy of a useless war to be removed from the shoulders of people here who carry these experiences each day.
I am so proud of our students who have undertaken this work. Other people have questioned why they would spend money and sacrifice their summer time to come to a place that seems forsaken by so many. But like me, they can not help but be moved by the suffereing and the resiliency of Ugandans. We hope our work will make some some difference in the lives of a few people like Justin.
Janice Butler
I'll let others write more about that, but I wanted to share with you an encounter I had this morning before leaving Gulu town. I was followed into a stationery store by a young man named Justin who asked to speak to me. After he helped me buy some pens and clip boards and find a place to have an official BAP stamp made, he handed me a piece of paper. On it was neatly written his situation. After asking God to bless me, he asked for help. Justin had arrived in Gulu the night before from one of the Internally Displaced Persons camps with his sister who was very ill. She is 19 and suffering from HIV/AIDS. While his grandmother was to come to Gulu today to pay for the hospital stay, Justin had no money. He and his sister had not eaten. The hospitals provide what treatment they can, but it is up to the patient's family to provide food here. He asked if I would buy some beans at the local market for him and his sister in exchange for his help. He was very sincere and clearly worried about his sister who had been coughing up blood. During our walking, he explained that he had been captured by the rebel army and was living in the bush as a child soldier when he escaped about 5 years ago. The commander of his unit came looking for him in his village and when he was not found, his parents and brothers were killed to send a message to Justin. His sister and grandmother are his only remaining relatives. I was really moved by this individual's story and left him with 10,000 Ugandan shillings. It's less than $5 for us but clearly a big sum for him. What really breaks my heart is that I know his story, but it is just one of many such tragic tales. There are thousands of other stories like it here in northern Uganda. It will take a long, long time for the legacy of a useless war to be removed from the shoulders of people here who carry these experiences each day.
I am so proud of our students who have undertaken this work. Other people have questioned why they would spend money and sacrifice their summer time to come to a place that seems forsaken by so many. But like me, they can not help but be moved by the suffereing and the resiliency of Ugandans. We hope our work will make some some difference in the lives of a few people like Justin.
Janice Butler
July 28th
July 28th hello
Hello, hello hello! It’s unbelievable how quickly this trip is flying by, especially considering that we are subject to “Africa time”. In order to get the most out of today, we decided to divide and conquer. And conquer we did. The “to do’s” of the day included such things as organizing the applications and surveys, photocopying the applications and surveys, devising a way to pick who receives a bicycle, and checking out Gulu University. While everything was important in its own way, the most pressing and challenging task to tackle was that of developing criteria to choose our recipients from the candidate pool. Alyson, Erika, Kevin, and JD brilliantly devised a method of quantitatively selecting what we believe to be an ideal candidate for our pilot program—someone with great need, but still the ability to make a payment of 4,000 UGX each month (roughly $2). Believe it or not that hardworking group created a mathematical formula to help find the best candidates. Data about income, wealth (in terms of livestock), number of dependents, and distance to work and water were all included. It was extremely impressive, especially since the method was presented using graphs and equations. Although this “plug & chug” way of finding our recipients will be a very useful tool in the future, the grueling process of entering the data had to be performed first. House upon hours of time and effort went into organizing the information. Eventually the brunt of the work was done, and now, with a tweaking to the formula and some subjective input, tomorrow, the candidates will be selected. It is our hope to distribute the bikes to Corner Nwoya this Friday and to Lulyango on Saturday. Personally, I hope this schedule works out, considering I will have to leave Friday afternoon for Sudan and want to see the smiles on the villagers’ faces as they receive their shiny new bikes. I must say I’m sad to separate from the group. We have been through a lot and I am proud of our group for getting things organized, working together, and communicating. This is not to say we haven’t had our share of hang-ups, frustrations, and doubts, especially after we first arrived in Gulu. But our focus and dedication will be able to help 100 individuals and their families, friends and neighbors in the very near future. That is certainly an accomplishment.
BAP LOVE <3
Megan Elaine Vodzak
Hello, hello hello! It’s unbelievable how quickly this trip is flying by, especially considering that we are subject to “Africa time”. In order to get the most out of today, we decided to divide and conquer. And conquer we did. The “to do’s” of the day included such things as organizing the applications and surveys, photocopying the applications and surveys, devising a way to pick who receives a bicycle, and checking out Gulu University. While everything was important in its own way, the most pressing and challenging task to tackle was that of developing criteria to choose our recipients from the candidate pool. Alyson, Erika, Kevin, and JD brilliantly devised a method of quantitatively selecting what we believe to be an ideal candidate for our pilot program—someone with great need, but still the ability to make a payment of 4,000 UGX each month (roughly $2). Believe it or not that hardworking group created a mathematical formula to help find the best candidates. Data about income, wealth (in terms of livestock), number of dependents, and distance to work and water were all included. It was extremely impressive, especially since the method was presented using graphs and equations. Although this “plug & chug” way of finding our recipients will be a very useful tool in the future, the grueling process of entering the data had to be performed first. House upon hours of time and effort went into organizing the information. Eventually the brunt of the work was done, and now, with a tweaking to the formula and some subjective input, tomorrow, the candidates will be selected. It is our hope to distribute the bikes to Corner Nwoya this Friday and to Lulyango on Saturday. Personally, I hope this schedule works out, considering I will have to leave Friday afternoon for Sudan and want to see the smiles on the villagers’ faces as they receive their shiny new bikes. I must say I’m sad to separate from the group. We have been through a lot and I am proud of our group for getting things organized, working together, and communicating. This is not to say we haven’t had our share of hang-ups, frustrations, and doubts, especially after we first arrived in Gulu. But our focus and dedication will be able to help 100 individuals and their families, friends and neighbors in the very near future. That is certainly an accomplishment.
BAP LOVE <3
Megan Elaine Vodzak
Monday, July 27, 2009
Sunday, July 26
Today was an extremely productive day. Muyambi got two out of the three signatures we need from the local commissioners of the Amoro district where we want our project to be based. This gives us the right to finally visit the community, tell them about our project, and have surveys and applications filled in. I can’t stress how vital this step is to all that we need to do here. We are going to get a thorough feel of how we can best help the villages we are in contact with and see what adjustments need to be made in our plan.
Another great contribution to the project was the meeting with Mark who aided us in completing our CBO paperwork as well as suggesting existing CBO’s that we would work with if approval of our application is delayed. We also can’t forget how helpful Alex has been through all of this, giving us a great idea of what’s actually going to happen on the ground and providing us with valuable insight into the local situation. BAP’s contacts have been incredibly helpful. Their knowledge of the area and the communities we plan to work with ensure that we are accepted by the people we are trying to assist and that our transition into their lives goes as smoothly as possible. It gives me great confidence to know that they support what we’re doing here in Uganda and are willing to give time and energy to help our project. I feel as though the more local support we have the more likely we are to succeed and it is very reassuring to know that BAP isn’t a top down organization, but instead receives and depends on the input of people who know all about the current situation.
The most memorable part of the day for me was the meeting with Steven, a new friend that Kevin, Colin, and John made at the wedding we attended yesterday. Steven had been a night commuter, one of the children we have up till now only read about. He, like many others, had been forced to make a nightly commute into town in order to avoid abduction by the rebels. His story was extremely touching, delivering a harsh yet welcome reality to an account that had been intangible to us until now. Steven took us to the place where he and the other children used to sleep. The compound is now serving as a place of counseling for former abductees as well as working on a program to educate people in order to prevent sexual violence. I’m sure we all appreciated Steven’s openness in telling his story and introducing us to his difficult past. Although it may have been hard for him to talk about I’m really glad he did. He is an amazing person and I hope we are able to stay in contact with him throughout our trip.
Although the end of the day was a bit longer then we had all initially wanted, the slight amount of sleep that we gave up to have our student only meeting was well worth it. I feel as though we are finally on the same page, tensions have been released, and we are able to be more confident about our plan of attack. The group dynamic is working out very well and I think everyone feels closer. I hope that the lines of communication stay open and together we can succeed.
- Erika
Another great contribution to the project was the meeting with Mark who aided us in completing our CBO paperwork as well as suggesting existing CBO’s that we would work with if approval of our application is delayed. We also can’t forget how helpful Alex has been through all of this, giving us a great idea of what’s actually going to happen on the ground and providing us with valuable insight into the local situation. BAP’s contacts have been incredibly helpful. Their knowledge of the area and the communities we plan to work with ensure that we are accepted by the people we are trying to assist and that our transition into their lives goes as smoothly as possible. It gives me great confidence to know that they support what we’re doing here in Uganda and are willing to give time and energy to help our project. I feel as though the more local support we have the more likely we are to succeed and it is very reassuring to know that BAP isn’t a top down organization, but instead receives and depends on the input of people who know all about the current situation.
The most memorable part of the day for me was the meeting with Steven, a new friend that Kevin, Colin, and John made at the wedding we attended yesterday. Steven had been a night commuter, one of the children we have up till now only read about. He, like many others, had been forced to make a nightly commute into town in order to avoid abduction by the rebels. His story was extremely touching, delivering a harsh yet welcome reality to an account that had been intangible to us until now. Steven took us to the place where he and the other children used to sleep. The compound is now serving as a place of counseling for former abductees as well as working on a program to educate people in order to prevent sexual violence. I’m sure we all appreciated Steven’s openness in telling his story and introducing us to his difficult past. Although it may have been hard for him to talk about I’m really glad he did. He is an amazing person and I hope we are able to stay in contact with him throughout our trip.
Although the end of the day was a bit longer then we had all initially wanted, the slight amount of sleep that we gave up to have our student only meeting was well worth it. I feel as though we are finally on the same page, tensions have been released, and we are able to be more confident about our plan of attack. The group dynamic is working out very well and I think everyone feels closer. I hope that the lines of communication stay open and together we can succeed.
- Erika
Saturday, July 25th
While our goal over the next week is to dispense 100 bikes, we also have an overarching mission to become an NGO. In order to be an NGO we first have to become a community based organization (CBO). The latter half of our day was devoted to BAP work, including a majority of work to become a CBO. This included writing a constitution, mission statement, vision, member list, etc. We also worked more on the survey that we will hand out; the application for the bicycles applicants; and the terms of agreement. Overall, we’re very excited to be forming the steps to become an organization and putting out skills to work by writing and organizing “real-world” documents. We feel productive and proud to be forming our own organization. By become an NGO, the process will become more efficient and our work will make a greater impact. This motivates us and gives us a push to do more work and further expand the project for the future.
Doing the document work didn’t start until mid-day (and went into early morning!) because before we worked, we went to a Ugandan wedding! We woke up bright and early to go to Lucy’s wedding. Lucy is a member of the church that we are going to work with (Pastor from last night) and one of the women that Muyambi was in contact with during the year. We learned the true definition of African time, for the schedule of events was delayed a few hours. Ugandan weddings differ from American weddings in that they last all day- from 8am to 6pm on. We arrived around 10 am and immediately set off to be helpful in any way necessary. A few of us decorated the cars that were used to pick up the bride and groom, while others did vegetable prep work- peeling 100+ potatoes, chopping onions, etc. But none of us felt inclined to assist with the cleaning of the cow stomach lining! :) It was a great way for us to connect one-on-one with the women and men. During and after the prep work, many wedding guests sung and danced in the church. The enthusiasm with dancing and singing was amazing to say the least. The joy and happiness gave us energy to strut our “muzungu” dance moves. All the clapping, singing, and dancing (while certainly exhausting) kept a lasting smile. After a few hours, we left got lunch and returned to see that the bride still hadn’t arrived. After the bride arrived in her decorated car and the ceremony kicked off. Two hours later, we left to do our BAP work and the wedding continued.
- Molly
Doing the document work didn’t start until mid-day (and went into early morning!) because before we worked, we went to a Ugandan wedding! We woke up bright and early to go to Lucy’s wedding. Lucy is a member of the church that we are going to work with (Pastor from last night) and one of the women that Muyambi was in contact with during the year. We learned the true definition of African time, for the schedule of events was delayed a few hours. Ugandan weddings differ from American weddings in that they last all day- from 8am to 6pm on. We arrived around 10 am and immediately set off to be helpful in any way necessary. A few of us decorated the cars that were used to pick up the bride and groom, while others did vegetable prep work- peeling 100+ potatoes, chopping onions, etc. But none of us felt inclined to assist with the cleaning of the cow stomach lining! :) It was a great way for us to connect one-on-one with the women and men. During and after the prep work, many wedding guests sung and danced in the church. The enthusiasm with dancing and singing was amazing to say the least. The joy and happiness gave us energy to strut our “muzungu” dance moves. All the clapping, singing, and dancing (while certainly exhausting) kept a lasting smile. After a few hours, we left got lunch and returned to see that the bride still hadn’t arrived. After the bride arrived in her decorated car and the ceremony kicked off. Two hours later, we left to do our BAP work and the wedding continued.
- Molly
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday - Arrival in Gulu!
Hey everyone! Today we journeyed from Kampala to Gulu so we can start on the more specific aspects of the BAP project. The ride took us about 4-5 hours, not nearly as bad as the trips most of us have endured in the last few days. The highlights of the drive were probably the views of the Nile and a few baboons hanging out in the road.
After we arrived in Gulu, sorted out our lodging, and ate, we split up into groups to explore Gulu and find important landmarks such as an internet café, Gulu University, and the Invisible Children headquarters. After some free time, we all went to meet with a local pastor, who talked about the past and current situations within Gulu. As he described the nightly commute of many children into Gulu, it hit me that we finally actually here. Prior to that moment I was merely seeing Gulu as another Ugandan city; comparing its roads, markets, and atmosphere with that of Kampala and Kabale. However, as the Pastor spoke about the children’s commute and the atrocities committed against many local adults and children, I was finally able to really imagine these events in their proper setting. The streets we walked to get to this church were exactly the same as those that the children followed in order to arrive at a safe sleeping place for the night.
After all of our preparations through movies, books, discussion, and independent research, we were finally in the city we had learned so much about and surrounded by the people we wanted so desperately to help recover from the horrible circumstances they were victim to. This realization has really enhanced my desire to get out into the community, interact with the locals, hear their stories, and get this project going!
-Alyson
After we arrived in Gulu, sorted out our lodging, and ate, we split up into groups to explore Gulu and find important landmarks such as an internet café, Gulu University, and the Invisible Children headquarters. After some free time, we all went to meet with a local pastor, who talked about the past and current situations within Gulu. As he described the nightly commute of many children into Gulu, it hit me that we finally actually here. Prior to that moment I was merely seeing Gulu as another Ugandan city; comparing its roads, markets, and atmosphere with that of Kampala and Kabale. However, as the Pastor spoke about the children’s commute and the atrocities committed against many local adults and children, I was finally able to really imagine these events in their proper setting. The streets we walked to get to this church were exactly the same as those that the children followed in order to arrive at a safe sleeping place for the night.
After all of our preparations through movies, books, discussion, and independent research, we were finally in the city we had learned so much about and surrounded by the people we wanted so desperately to help recover from the horrible circumstances they were victim to. This realization has really enhanced my desire to get out into the community, interact with the locals, hear their stories, and get this project going!
-Alyson
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