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El Geniena life and dust

My my, finding a computer and email, and time is next to impossible... sorry. I have been in El Geneina (big city in Darfur) for well over a week. The only way I am able to travel is with the world food program.

My my, finding a computer and email, and time is next to impossible... sorry. I have been in El Geneina (big city in Darfur) for well over a week. The only way I am able to travel is with the world food program. My flight has been delayed for over a week because of Eid (a festive holiday) and various other logicistical difficulties. So I have been keeping people at the local hospital company.  In sumary I am safe, comfortable, and keeping myself busy.  Surprisingly there are somethings about the hospital I like. It is in a huge compound, like a court yard. Famillies of sick people live in the court yard when their sick family members are admitted and support them with food, prayer, blood, and adovacy. Some of the food wonders around the yard... a true circle of life. Each ward is a different little house in the court yard, perhaps about ten of them. Like St. Mikes hosp. there is plenty of movement and smells. The nurses and doctors are very kind but do not have time to do even the most necessary things like finding blood donors etc. I would have given mine, but I should safe it for my real job in Seliea. Because of the lack of diagnostic tests, their assessment skills are quite impressive. In regards to developing this hospital I would not know where to begin. As for El geniena I feel like I am back in time. Every thing is the same colour- brown... my favourite- really! Cammels, donkies, goats, and hourses all over the place... not much seems to leave or come in... amazing how one can live off the land in the desert.  

I am very tired at the end of the day, and sleep very well. I have several lizards and a cute little hedge hog that live with me in my hut. The cook Uma teaches me an Arabic greeting Everyday. We laugh at my pondering of very simple phrases. An Arabic greeting is a long processes... I spend half my morning saying hello. Similar to the hospital all rooms are a different building. It reminds me of working qt camp Trillium. My co workers are amazing but are anxious to get me started with my real job in the town of Seliea.

I wish I could say more. This french key board, weak internet, and limited comp time mqkes it difficult. I will write something more meaningful later, I promise. I do not want to comment on poverty yet, I do not think el geniena needs pitty, they just need your support. MSF would never beable to work without the leadership, support, wisdom, and knowlege of the local people. The problems here are too complicated for any one group to be sufficent at keeping the basics needs of life intact.   If your learn nothing else from my flacky blog... please remind yourself that people in developing countries can teach more then they can recieve.  Poverty is not about the lack of resources or lack of knowlege of those who suffer... So what is it about?  Tell me.

Kevin