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Lessons in Collaboration and Grace

I have learned two major lessons from our Zambian hosts in the last few weeks. The first is that collaboration not only improves the lives of the Zambian people, but it also saves the lives of the Zambian people. One of the organizations that we have worked with is called RAPIDS (Reaching AIDS Affected People with Integrated Development and Support). They are the umbrella group that works with private, government, non-profit, and faith-based organizations to deliver care to people infected in rural areas.

For example, they help World Bike Relief streamline the process by which caregivers are identified and given bikes. They go into each of Zambia’s nine provinces and identify the organization that has the strongest network in a specific region and use them to distribute the bikes. In the Southern province the Salvation Army is the strongest and they were a big part of our bike distribution last week in Monze.

Instead of trying to reinvent the wheel in each province, RAPIDS works to make existing programs stronger. They do not get caught up in the competitive political antics that diminish the amount of money and services that can reach the community that is meant to be served. As a result, the Zambian government and relief organizations are able to do a decent job of reaching people with HIV/AIDS. While they are in dire straits by western standards (the average life expectancy is for adults is 37 and babies who are born with the virus rarely make it past their second birthday), they are able to counsel and reach more people than they would if they did not use collaborative ways to bridge the gap in the cultures of the African people and western doctors and aid workers.

At the Moorings campsite, we met with Thea, a Dutch doctor, who runs a small clinic for her 300 employee farm and is in charge of coordinating HIV/AIDS programs for the Southern province. She said that when she first started trying to test and counsel the workers on her farm, she was met with resistance. Her first obstacle was convincing the community that they needed to be tested. Her second obstacle was that she had to learn how to deliver the news, once people were identified as being positive. She was able to overcome the first barrier by providing ARV’s (anti-retroviral medication) to the farm community. Once members of the community understood that the medication could improve their health, they were willing to be diagnosed and treated.

She was able to overcome the second obstacle once she understood the culture of the Zambian people. She said that her western understanding of the disease led her to make a rather dramatic delivery of the news. The Zambians, however, are not a dramatic people. Once she started to use Zambian counselors, she learned that her patients simply wanted the news and time to be sad. Once they had time to adjust to their new circumstance, they picked up the pieces and moved on with their lives. They did not want to wallow or lament, they simply wanted to move on to the best of their ability. The number of people infected on the farm is significant. Thea estimates that 30% of her 300 employees are infected. The national is average is said to be 15%, but this statistic is thought to be low due to the high number of people nationwide who have not been tested and identified for treatment.

This ability to overcome obstacles and live life to the fullest despite personal circumstances is the second lesson that I take away from this trip. I have never met more gracious people in my entire life. In a country that has an average per capita income of $921 and a 50% unemployment rate, the educators and community builders with whom we have worked have made a difference in their neighbors’ lives. They care for ailing family members, work hard as seasonal farm labor to provide for their families, teach under tin roofs and on dirt floors, and welcome strangers from afar into their world. Although they are grateful for the teaching items we have carried in our suitcases, I think they are mostly happy that we wanted to share a small piece of their life. While I came bearing teaching materials and lesson plans, I leave with a heavy heart knowing that I should have done more and need to do more to help. As I sit in my last night in a developing country that is losing an entire generation of people to a brutal virus, I cannot help but wonder what my own industrialized and healthy country could accomplish if we only fostered a community spirit that was more collaborative and gracious.

So, in the final blog posting written in Zambia, I would like to begin my personal exit goal of collaborating with my neighbors and community more by saying how much I have enjoyed working on the blog with everyone who participated in LSZ ‘08. Unlike most of the program participants who have yet to see the blog, I was able to spend some time each night with the writers as they worked on providing a snapshot of what we experienced that day. It was a great experience and I enjoyed seeing how our diverse group of students and teachers interpreted and described each day’s activities.

Finally, I would like to say that Rachel Johns and Ambria Archibald had the enormous task of sorting through hundreds of pictures each night to provide the images to share with all of you. They deserve big Zambian thank you for the hours they spent providing the complete picture!

"Both Hands"

“Let us receive these bikes with two hands.” I heard these words this morning at our World Bicycle Relief bike distribution ceremony in Monze. Two hands indicate cooperation-they suggest great commitment to something. My life has been shaped by my belief that all things good and important should be held with both hands-so it was no surprise to me that the statement of the District Commissioner resonated with me and gave our experience thus far perspective.

Cooperation and commitment, within and among communities has been an ever present theme since our arrival in Zambia. Both hands have been a part of every activity we have participated in since our arrival. In each, we see the importance of community-led responses, as the community knows best what it needs.

Let’s begin with Chikumbuso-a women’s cooperative and school that began as a discussion between two women from completely different worlds. In listening to the heart of the community a group of two turned in to ten and now includes hundreds. The children of Chikumbuso are what draws us there, but the women and their resilient spirit are what makes the experience unforgettable. Women that have chosen to work together to save their families, their communities, themselves. It would be easy to feel sorry for the women there, to take pity on their situation, but their hands work together-at the art of creation-and together they provide the best support for each other and sustain their community.

Yesterday, the two hands of many tilled the soil and planted the seeds of what should become a wondrous garden full of tomatoes and cabbage at the Chongwe Basic School. In two and a half hours we, the hands of our new community combined with the hands of the local community, planted twenty rows of growth and sustenance for their school and community-the sale of the vegetables will support the construction of the school and the purchase of much needed resources.

And so it brings me back to this morning and what I will remember as one of the greatest moments from this trip. As the ceremony went on, I thought about how bikes have always been a part of my life-how they had once been a tool for play and now are my lifeline to all the activities I treasure. I never thought of my bike as a luxury or an advantage in life. But in the moments that passed as caregivers were overcome with joy and elation at receiving a simple machine, I recognized the real significance of what we were there to do. Again both hands were at play, the cooperation and commitment of the caregivers-giving of themselves to care for the sick in their communities and their families-and the cooperation and commitment of the community of organizations, local and global, that strive to bring together those that give and those that need.

In Zambia, when people greet you they do so with both hands and so it is with both hands that I grasp and embrace this experience and continue the journey.

PS-I had the joy of riding a bike we are donating to the farm in Monze from the highway to the campground-not on the paved bike lanes of DC but the overgrown grasses of fields of maize… and I used both hands!

David Kaunda Visit

Who would have thought kids from different sides of the world and the equator, could come together as one? When we first met the students at David Kaunda (DK) we were a little skeptical and nervous. We were uncertain about what to expect, but everything just flowed, it was like reuniting with old relatives. We had such a good time with them at school we decided to invite them to our “HOME”.

After a long day of building bikes for the World Bicycle Relief, we came home to relax. We were unaware that we were having company and were truly excited to see the van pull up with our new friends that we never thought we would see again. Once they arrived we went outside to greet them. Afterwards we came inside and talked about how much we missed each other. Four days away from them felt like years apart.

They welcomed us to their school with open arms, so it was important for us to do the same. Since pizza is an American delicacy we decided to share it with them. We all had our favorites and Wezi was mine. He taught me how to play crazy eights and we talked for a while. After eating we gave the females from DK a tour of the female house.

The night went well and we all had a lovely time. I really wanted to give my partner Kunda a gift but I had nothing to give. This experience here in Africa is truly one to remember and I hope they remember us. I would like to sign off with the name my African friend gave me,

Sincerely,

Tokzile

60 lbs of Love

Simple ideas + action, save lives. World Bicyclye Relief (WBR) is an idea that embodies this concept. WBR was founded and started by one man, F.K. Day. F.K. was completely moved by the tragedy of the Tsunami that hit Thailand and Sri Lanka in December 2004. Based on the images of sorrow and loss he saw on television, he traveled there with his wife, a professional photographer, to see what they could do to help out. F.K. runs a high end bike parts company called Shram and his initial idea was to donate bikes to children in the region. However, when he and his wife travelled to Thailand and started interviewing local people, they learned that adults were the ones in much greater need of bikes. In fact, bikes were vitally necessary for a family to transport, goods, food, and medicine and to improve their economic stability. Although originally thinking they would provide a few hundred bikes, they discovered that nearly ten thousand bikes were needed. F.K. used his connections with bicycle companies and makers around the globe to make and donate bikes by the thousands to Asia. World Vision, with whom he had partnered, then approached F.K. about doing a similar project in Africa. Upon learning that, in Africa, the same number of people that died in the Tsunami die every 10 days from HIV/AIDS and other various diseases, F.K. knew Africa would be his next venture.

F.K. started his work in Zamia where WBR is now headquartered. WBR delivers its bikes to health care workers throughout the nine provinces of Zambia. The bikes enable health care workers to carry medical supples and medicine to Zambians in need of medical care. The bikes allow health care workers, who are all volunteers, to see many more patients than they possibly could on foot. Health care workers, who sign a two year contract to use the bicycles, can also use them for their own economic development and well-being.

Today we learned first hand the importance of bikes to the African community. In the morning, we visited the TATA factory to see how the bicyles are made and assembled. These are no ordinary bicycles. In F.K.’s words, they are ‘60 lbs of love’. These bikes are made of steel. They have a sturdy steel frame, one gear, thick tires, and a rack on the back that can hold up to 200 lbs. All the bicycles are made by hand by mechanics who are not paid but do receive training, a set of tools, a pair of overalls and a free bike. With these skills and tools, the mechanics have a useful trade and can support themselves by earning money to repair bikes in their local communities. The workers build approximately 45 bikes in a day.

Building a bike is no easy task as we learned later in the afternoon when we had the opportunity to build the bikes ourselves.

It was a bit daunting from the beginning. Laid out on the ground in front of us were the bike frames and all the parts that needed to be assembled: pedals, handle bars, fenders, kick stands, wheels, a bicyle seat, and many, many types of bolts and screws. In groups of three and four, we began assembling the bikes. It was a bit like a jigsaw puzzle. Luckily for us, five of the mechanics from the factory assisted us. With their help and encouragement, each group assembled 3 bicycles. We tested them out afterwards and can safely say that they all worked! It was a great feeling of accomplishment and all of us agreed that it was very labor intensive. It took anywhere from 1 to 1 ½ hours for us to assemble each bicycle. We certainly had a much greater appreciation for the mechanics who manage to make a minimum of 45 a day.

On Monday, we will personally deliver and ceremoniously present our 30 bikes to Monze, a rural community in southern Zambia. I have no doubt that our batch of ‘60 lbs of Love’ will be used to save lives.

P.S. It cost $109.00 to donate a bicycle.