Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Xenophobic Violence


Right: Crowds gather to try and find saftey at a police station
Left: A man beaten by the mobs


Over the past week waves of xenophobic violence have been happening in the townships and squatter camps in and around Johannesburg. It has been horrifying to see the images of violent beatings and even murders that have been committed by South African nationals against immigrants, many of them refugees, from other African countries. It seems that some people here have a very short memory of what it is like to be the ones treated as less than human because of factors outside of their own control. Images in the news here yesterday, though I will spare you from having to see them, showed a man who had been set on fire in the street while the crowd gathered around him laughed. He later died in a hospital with burns to 100% of his body... Unimaginable. One of our assistants told me that as she was coming from a township on Monday morning, people were being pulled out of the taxis to be beaten in the streets. I can't fathom how one person can do this to another...


In my opinion, what is going on largely stems from the huge populations still living in abject poverty here. The native South Africans (and to be fair, it is a small minority who are committing these atrocities) involved in the violence, don't have enough food, and often lack proper shelter, with winter quickly coming on. They are looking for someone to blame for their own circumstances and so are blaming the immigrants who they are claiming have stolen their jobs, homes, and are taking advantage of what little government services there are available to them. Thousands of people have been gathering to sleep in police stations to find some semblance of safety as their homes and businesses are the targets of violent attacks as well.


Yesterday we received a call from the Department of Children's Welfare asking if we had the capacity to take in some of the children who have been displaced by the violence. Of course we said that we would and I have been blown away by the responses of our house parents. Even the parents of one of our homes, who already have 13 boys to care for, have offered to take in another. They had a family meeting with the boys, explained the situation to them, and then asked the boys if they felt that they could help in some way. They boys were in unanimous agreement that they would share their home with whoever would fit within its walls. What an incredible blessing it is for our older kids to be learning in such a concrete way that God has blessed us, and them, with so much, and it is out of that abundance that we are called to give all that we can. They are learning for themselves, that when another human being is suffering, we have a responsibility to step up and do all that we are able. Please be praying for the violence here to end quickly! (And FYI - I am not in an area that would put me at any risk, just to ease your minds Mom & Dad!)

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Moments that leave you speechless...

Today I had one of those moments... One of our little girls, she's 11, is going to camp with her school next week. She is HIV+ and for the first time will need to be somewhat in charge of taking her twice-daily ARV's (anti-retroviral medication) by herself. She had been told that she was HIV+ over a year ago, but it had gone over her head a bit when she was 9, so her house mom and I decided that I would take her out for ice cream and explain it to her again. I tried to choose my words so carefully, not wanting to scare her, but also wanting her to help her understand how important it is for her to take her medicine right at 7am and 7pm each day. How to help a child not be afraid when they're told they have the same virus that they saw their mother die of 2 years ago is difficult...
Here's how the conversation went:
Me: I'm so excited for you to go to camp! You'll get to be in charge of your medication all by yourself, do you think you can do it?! (with a smile)
Her: Yes!
Me: Do you know why you take medicine sweetie?
Her: No.
Me: Well, it's because you have something called HIV, and your mommy gave it to you, and the medicine is what makes sure you stay strong and healthy. Do you remember when your mommy got sick?
Her: Yes.
Me: The reason she started to get sick from HIV is because she didn't have the medicine that you get to have. HIV is something that lives in your blood and tries to be in charge of the cells that keep you healthy. If the HIV gets to be in charge then your body has trouble staying strong, but if you take the medicine exactly right, then it can help your cells stay stronger than the HIV, so that you won't get sick. But that's why you go to Bara (Baragwanath hospital in Soweto - a township - has an AIDS clinic that many of our kids go to every few weeks) so that they can check your blood to make sure that there aren't too many HIV cells. Because if there are they will need to change your medication a little bit. So the medicine you take is what is going to help you stay healthy so that you can be an old granny someday!
Her: So I'm going to have to take medication even when I get big?
Me: Yup. When you get big then you'll be in charge of going to the doctor all by yourself for them to check your blood. But you know what? Lots of people in South Africa have HIV, and even lots of kids. Kids can get it from their mommies sometimes, like you and your little sister.
Her: But she takes different medicine then me.
Me: I know, and it's because everybody's HIV is a little bit different, so they give you the medicine that's exactly right for you.
Her: So if I don't take my medicine, will I die like my mommy?
Me: (as I took a deep breath and prayed for the right words) Well, if you stopped taking your medicine, then you would get very sick like your mommy did. But she didn't get to have the medicine like you have, so with your medicine, you will get to be much older then your mommy was. I think she was so sad not to get to see you grow up, but you are going to get to grow up and be such an old lady! That's why your mommy brought you and your sister to Acres, because she knew that we could give you medicine to keep you healthy and she loved you very very much.
Her: Okay.
Me: Do you have any other questions about HIV?
Her: No, but I'll think about it. Do you know what my favorite kind of pizza is...?

And so ended a conversation that took my breath away...

Last week I talked one little girl through her first period and a teenager through her first kiss - this job is a little crazy, but I love it!!!! Nowhere else I'd rather be...

And yesterday I went to help fetch a two month old baby who's dad was offering to pay people to take him. He's the most perfect baby boy and it's hard to imagine what must have been going through the dad's mind as he placed his son in my arms. He was shocked, and a little relieved, when we told him that we didn't want money from him, we just wanted to make sure his baby was safe...
What a weekend this has been! (oh, and today I attended my first Mother/Daughter Mother's Day Tea in which I was the mother - pay no mind to the fact that I would have been 17 when having my "daughter") :o)


Happy Mother's Day to you Mom, and to all of my mom friends :o)

Friday, May 2, 2008

Short & Sweet...

As I type this I'm laying in bed in my newly rented cottage!!!! Yay for having my own bathroom and kitchen again :o) I'll try to take a few photos (as soon as it's a little more decorated) and post them up here. As is evident from my lack of posts, things have been so busy...
The sweet baby boy I mentioned last time sailed through open heart surgery beautifully and was discharged from the hospital a little less than a week ago. His house parents came down with the flu on the day he was supposed to go home so he came to live with me for two nights instead. :o) We did some significant middle-of-the-night bonding and he even convinced me to let him sleep in my bed. Well, okay, he can't talk, but he was saying it with his eyes (and whining!).
Safari was awesome last weekend - saw a leopard kill a warthog and then drag it up a tree right in front of us! Crazy to be in a safari jeep and driving over trees taller than the car (this could be a Land Rover commercial). A family of probably 15 elephants crossed our path too!
Okay, sorry to be so short, but I'm off to bed!