Talking and tea
Yesterday one of the midwives who worked in Seleia appeared at the office in El Genena. I sat with her and drank tea. It was difficult to have a sensitive conversation with her through translation considering the circumstances. Also, she did not want to talk very much. She briefly explained her story of suddenly becoming an IDP (an “IDP” or “internally displaced person” is someone who has had to leave their home, but is still within their country of origin. In comparison, a “refugee” is a displaced person who has crossed a political/national border into another country). Her story confirmed some of the rumors I have heard: Having to travel for days at a time on foot, having to retrieve buried food and the danger she faced in Seleia. She also spoke of the other staff members coming to El Genena. I hope I get a chance to see my co-workers again – we can get together, buy a sheep, eat it, and try to forget about misery for a little while.