Showing posts with label Kenya. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kenya. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

"Lost Face of Somalia's War"


For those of you who know me personally and have heard a story or two about my adventures in Kenya, you may have heard me mention the boy from Somalia I met at the hospital who pretty much had no face, and literally a hole for a nose due to Somalia war violence.  After looking up pictures of "Kijabe, Kenya," for fun on google I stumbled across this article and my first thought was, "I know him!"  This is the story taken from msnbc.com about Ahmed, the boy I met from Somalia.
The bullet hit mother and son as they walked through Somalia's capital. She felt a sharp pain in her palm. Then she saw her 8-year-old: The bullet tore through his cheekbones, nose and mouth. Blood gushed down to his waist.

Two months later, Ahmed Mohamed Mohamoud's nose is a small hole. His mouth is always open because he has no upper lip and his right eye is gone. He can barely speak.

His is a lost face of Somalia's war.

Like so many other victims of a savage war, Ahmed was caught in the crossfire between Islamist insurgents and government forces, struck as he walked home from a Mogadishu market with his mother, who says a barrage of bullets poured out from the presidential palace.

Unlike Afghanistan and Iraq, there are few images of the bloodshed in Somalia, where thousands of children have been casualties without the world knowing. Most foreign journalists stay away because of the danger.

On Sept. 24, an Associated Press photographer was present after Ahmed was shot and took pictures of the boy, bleeding profusely as he was carried from the scene by two bystanders. During the weeks that followed, AP journalists kept tabs on Ahmed and his mother, who are still struggling with his grievous wounds.

"My heart bleeds whenever I recall his former face, whenever I compare the two faces," said Safi Mohamed Shidane as she inspected her son's scars at a hospital in neighboring Kenya, where Ahmed was flown for treatment after a Minnesota-based Somali immigrant group intervened.

"God will judge those who did this to my son," she said.

Heart-tugging story The lack of basic medical care, much less specialized doctors, has worsened the plight of children wounded in Somalia, a country mired in chaos since the last central government was ousted in 1991 and warlords turned their guns on each other.


"Ahmed's situation represents the crisis faced by many, many children in Somalia," said Katherine Grant, a child protection specialist with UNICEF who has visited the boy in the hospital outside Nairobi. Her agency will soon release a report accusing all parties in Somalia's conflict of recruiting child soldiers.

There are no reliable casualty figures for children in Somalia, according to Grant and Susannah Friedman, emergencies director for Somalia for Save the Children U.K.


"It is one of the most dangerous situations we've seen for children," said Friedman, whose agency has aid workers in southern and central Somalia, but has pulled out of Mogadishu.

Yet even in violence-plagued Somalia, where the U.N. says one child in 10 dies before his or her first birthday and only 30 percent of the population has access to clean drinking water, Ahmed's suffering tugged at heartstrings.


Doctors at Mogadishu's Medina Hospital did all they could: They inserted a tracheotomy tube for Ahmed to breathe and a feeding tube for nourishment. Doctors stitched together the horrific wounds to his face and wrapped it in thick layers of gauze.

But medical supplies — and expertise — are scarce in Somalia. When heavy fighting hits the seaside capital, tents go up at Medina to accommodate all the casualties. Inside, bloody footprints track down long corridors echoing with screams.

Face reconstruction at a cost
Appeals went out for help for Ahmed, including on Somali Web sites.


In late October, a Somali immigrant aid group, Healing the Children of Minnesota, had the boy flown to Kenya, where there are specialists and more advanced equipment. The Nigerian physician treating him there, Dr. Igohwo Etu, said the boy will need surgeries costing hundreds of thousands of dollars to reconstruct his face.


The Rochester, Minn.-based aid group is now trying to arrange treatment for Ahmed overseas and has contacted hospitals in the U.S., Britain, Italy and Mexico, its associate director, Abia Ali, said Monday.

The group, which is funded mainly by contributions from Somali immigrants, has helped 56 Somali war victims, mostly children, obtain medical care, according to its executive director, Abdi Gaal. These included two children treated at the Mayo Clinic and one at Fairview University in Minneapolis, Ali said.

Despite his uncertain future, Ahmed is a cheerful little boy who likes to play with a toy helicopter and spends time reading the Quran while lying in his hospital bed, his left eye twinkling as he scans the pages.


At the urging of his mother, he uttered a few words during a recent AP interview: "hooyo" — or "mother" in Somali — and his name.

But at other times the boy's spirits sink.


'Hard to be optimistic'
His mother consoled him and wiped away tears that streamed from the swollen spot where his right eye once was, even as another tear dropped from his good eye and rolled into the opening where his lips and nose once were.


"With the help of God, you will recover and go back to your school," his mother murmured, stroking her son.


Doctors had planned to remove Ahmed's feeding tube Monday, but delayed the procedure until Nov. 30. Shidane says she was told that American or Canadian doctors might operate on Ahmed after the new year, but isn't sure about future plans for her son.

Tens of thousands of Somalis have fled the fighting in Mogadishu, where gun battles occur daily and the Islamist insurgents hold public amputations and executions within shooting distance of the headquarters of the embattled government.


"Right now it's very hard to be optimistic that the situation will improve, let alone that the violence will end," said Chris Albin-Lackey, a researcher for Human Rights Watch. "In Mogadishu the situation is one of a bloody military stalemate. Neither side can gain the upper hand and the civilians are caught in between them."

I am thankful that I found this article because I have forgotten to pray for Ahmed.  It's one of those things where the memory fades but the need is still there.  He still needs prayer and he still needs Jesus Christ.  I lift him up to you, Father.  Allow him to look forward to the day where he is in Heaven with you and his face is restored anew. 

Friday, April 23, 2010

Kenya Slide Show




Here ya'll go! My slide show from my three month mission trip to Kenya!
=)

Friday, February 26, 2010

Unexplainable

I took this picture at one of the Maasi schools we visited. When we first arrived and started walking towards the students to say, "Hello," they all backed away when they thought we got to close. Some of them even screamed (a sort of giggling scream) and ran in the other direction or behind some of their classmates in order to get away from us. All we could do is walk cautiously and soft towards them, trying to let them know we just wanted to say hi. When I got semi close to a big group of boys I started introducing myself in Swahili. One of the older boys then told me, "They are afraid of you." "Why is that?" "Because you are white." (a little racist huh?) So I kept moving forward and stuck out my arm for them to see my whiteness. They started giggling and that's when I flipped my arm over for them to see the side that never meets the sun. Oh my they loved that! They all busted up laughing and came running towards me. They were petting and comparing our arms and just having so much fun with this foreigner. I loved it so much. It was like they now accepted me.
The first picture is us all comparing our arm colors. And the picture directly above is showing their acceptance of me =) I love and miss being in the middle of a crowd of Kenyans. It was such a joy that I can only describe as unexplainable.




Hakuna Matata

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Go Ahead & Pet 'Er, She Doesn't Bite

Yes, one of my favorite things about the little kids in Kenya, they ALL would pet us. =)

You see, they do not have hair on their arms and legs as we "white" people seem to. Also their hair is not as soft so it's hard to play with.

Not to worry! WHITE MISSIONARIES TO THE RESCUE!

In the picture above, they were so enjoying petting my head. When they pulled my hair apart and saw my scalp, they yelled, "WHITE! WHITE!" =) It was so cute!

I was glad they only played with my hair and pet me because they got excited and pulled out the boy's leg hair. =)

Here they also made me rings out of grass. See my pretty dressed up fingers?! Love it, love it, love it.




Hakuna Matata

Monday, February 8, 2010

Some People Smoke Camels...I Ride Them

I felt quite confident at first...

and that's when the camel started to stand up...

but with the help of my teammates & the tribal people, I made it...

and so we started to travel...

I could even stop for a pose...

then I almost feel off...but I didn't =)

And now I am back in the states with a fun, African, camel riding story.




Hakuna Matata

Saturday, February 6, 2010

I Miss It

Oh how badly I wish I was in Kenya once again!


Hakuna Matata

Friday, February 5, 2010

It's Like Pulling Teeth

This is another post I wrote while in Kenya...



It's so hard to believe that we only have one more communication day after this..time is just flying. I am enjoying myself and the things God is teaching me so much and can't wait to bring them back to the states.
So on Wednesdays we usually work at the hospital, but yesterday I got to do something new, I got to work in the dental clinic. I have been interested in dental work for quite a few years, but have done nothing about it and had not expected to. For some reason thought I asked about their clinic and was able to work with them yesterday. Oh my goodness, I totally want to be working in a dental clinic someday. It was so much fun! I got to help clean and polish some guy's teeth, and I watched a tooth extraction. It was crazy. The girl I worked with (Naomi) introduced me as her assistant, Sarah. =) How fun! While Naomi was working to get that tooth out I kept thinking to myself, dang that much HURT! But then I kept reminding myself that the lady was numb on that side of her mouth. Something was there at the specific time to protect her from the pain she could be dealing with. Of course she still felt a small bit of pain, and she probably can feel it today, there is clearly a gap where her old tooth was and because of that gap she will always remember there was a tooth there and remember the pain she faced to get it out, but it doesn't hurt like it use to. It was something in her mouth that was bothering her and taking focus off of other things and if she would have done nothing about it, it would have only gotten worse, but now it was out and things are going to be fine. Thinking about all of that really just realates it to the Christian life. Sometimes we have things in our lives that can take our focus off of God, sometimes they are things that hurt pretty bad. Maybe we try to just deal with it and let it be, but truth be told, if we just leave it there it's only going to worse. But if we call on God to be our novocaine, to help us through things in our lives, He is going to help numb the pain. And not numb it in a way where we won't have to deal with it, but in a way where we can deal with it and get through the pain because God has made it less. We will still have the 'gap' when it's over, and we will not forget what happened, but I believe that's a good thing. I believe it's good to not forget, to move on, but know where we came from and what has shaped us in our past...what has made us who we are today. All in all, if we let God be our novocaine, things will work out, and pulling teeth won't be as excruciating as we all make it sound.



Hakuna Matata

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Make.My.Day.

Well there are quite a few people from Kenya who do this often. How you ask?...They are on the other side of the world!

Tis true. Ahh but that blessed device we like to call the cellular has hit pretty much the ENTIRE WORLD! In fact, even while we were in the remote tribal villages, we saw a couple of Maasi's pull out a handy-dandy cell phone and start chatting it up. Weird I tell you.

But nevertheless, I love to talk with them for a couple of precious minutes.
I got a call today in fact.
And yesterday I had two!
=)
Sometimes the call doesn't always make it through, but I love to listen to the voice mails that are left.

It is the best when I can tell there is an incoming call from Africa! And I feel quite important saying, "Oh I gotta take this one, it's Africa."

Like I said, it just makes my day.
=)




Hakuna Matata


Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Thanksgiving in February

This was my blog post while in Africa, on Thanksgiving day!


Indeed, Happy Thanksgiving from Africa! I hope everyone is doing well and I am excited to be back in 13 days! It's weird. I definitely can explain this as bitter sweet. I mean this isn't just a mission trip anymore..it's my life. I live here. I have friends here. It's definitely not what I thought was going to happen, this is not how I expected to feel...but I am thankful for EVERYTHING. It's been so much more wonderful and I am so thankful to our Father in Heaven. He is GOOD. He has been changing me and shaping me into the person He has planned. One of my dear friends said to me the other day, "You are who you are...but not who you will be." That stuck with me because it's so true. I am who I am, God made me Sarah. He made me who I am and He doesn't want me to sit here and wish I was someone else, or that I had a different life. He made me me, and He did it with knowledge and a plan. But at the very same time, this is just me now...this is not who He wants me to be tomorrow, or next week, or next year. His plan for me is for me to grow. To grow in Him, to grow in knowledge of Him, to grow in relationship with Him, to grow. He does not want me to be the same tomorrow as I am today because He wants so much for me and my life. He loves me and wants to see me being challenged and so much more. So very quickly..all in all I urge you to take that quote from my friend, and take it for your life. Because it's true, you are who you are, but not who you will be. Be who God is wanting you to be.


HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

List, in pictures, of a few things I was thankful for in Kenya

My team

My class

Somosias

The fact that it was spring time

New friendships

A bed for the last 6 weeks

Our time at the orphanage

Thanksgiving dinner

God's stunning sunrises

(those are just a few to name)



Hakuna Matata

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Oh, How Beautiful

How gorgeous right?
These are some flowers I saw in Kenya...


For, "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved."
How then can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news."

Romans 10:13-15


How about that?
God thinks the feet of us who spread
His Word are beautiful...
even more beautiful than these
flowers of the earth,
for they will pass away.



Hakuna Matata

Friday, January 29, 2010

"Howa you?"


Yes, "Howa you?"
That is how the kids at our school in Kenya said, "How are you?"
So cute.
We of course had a lesson on how to say it correctly,
but it was cute for the time they said it wrong.
=)


They also would say, "owa," for "our."
"This is owa school,"
they would say. =)


Most of them also think the word,
"years," is "ears."
So they say,
"I am 8 ears old."
or
"How many ears do you have?"
Once time my friend, Angie, answered 2.
=)
That was a funny conversation.


Megan was the other teacher in the classroom
& she had a birthday while we were there.
One day while she was gone I had them write her birthday cards.
I showed them how to sign it,
"Love, 'Kevin,'"
or
"Love, 'Esther.'"
But instead they wrote,
"I love Kevin,'"
or
"I love Esther.'"
Adorable.



The boys are John, Stanly, & Joel.
(They clearly were fans of stickers)
Oh how I love & miss those faces!


Hukuna Matata

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Grace Like Rain

This is a blog two friends and I wrote while in Kenya...

Jambo and karibu (Hello and welcome) from Sarah 'Diesel' Denning, Stephanie 'Mama Reb' Rebis, and Jon 'The Bucket' Roberts. We speak on behalf of our ENTIRE team (whose nicknames we cannot all fit in here) as they all lie sleeping after a long day of spontaneous zebra, baboon, warthog, and gazelle encounters. As we are nearing the end of our first week here in Kijabe, we have already seen our mighty Father begin to work in the lives of our team and the village of Kijabe. Before we left for Kenya we were told that there was a great need for rain in Kijabe. There had been a drought for four months leaving food prices high and many people hungry. When we arrived, Pastor Simon, our host here, once again expressed the great need for rain. Our prayers and concerns were so numerous at first that we often forgot about the rain. Wednesday night our group came together with the intention of praying for rain, knowing that God would bless Kijabe when we were faithful in prayer. At the same time adjusting to Kijabe proved difficult for the team and we began to lose our focus and unity that we built at training camp. As we grew more faithful in our prayer we began to feel more aware of the lack of unity within our team. It was Friday night when we came together to discuss all that was building up inside. As the Holy Spirit moved within our group and began to reinforce the bonds of love that form our family, we heard a soft rattle on the tin roof. God proved Himself faithful once again by bringing our team closer together and blessing Kijabe with rain for the first time in four months. We all ran outside and began to praise God in the rain for His constant provision and everlasting love for His children. When we stopped to take it all in, we could hear the children at the nearby school also outside, rejoicing in the rain. It was a night we will not forget as God answered the prayers of our hearts and the cries of His people. God is sooo good...the rain has not stopped and we can hear it right now! Of course this means mosquitoes, but we are willing to deal with it. =)
Yesu Anakupenda, tutaonana!
(Jesus loves you, see ya later!)
A picture of the answer to our prayers...rain =)
Hakuna Matata

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

What's White & Green, & Red All Over?


It's ME, extremely sun burnt!

This is the result of lying out in the African sun for only 3 hours! If I did that in Michigan I might end up whiter than I was in the first place.

IMPORTANT THINGS TO REMEMBER WHILE SUNBATHING IN AFRICA:
-Listen to your mother & apply that sunscreen
-Being closer to the sun means you WILL get burnt, & you will get burnt fast
-The positive thought, "At least it will turn into tan," does not apply, it will ALL peel off...leaving zero tan
-After it's done, it's done, so do yourself a favor and think before you tan (or burn in this case)
-Your friends who advised you to apply some sort of sun protection will not show signs of sympathy towards your agonizing pain

If you have read the above precautions, yet still plan on tanning in Africa for 3+ hours with no sunscreen, I would advise you do so when you have nothing planned for at least the next 3 days.
You will not be able to do the following without an immense pain all over:
-Sit
-Lay
-Walk
-Sleep
-Shower
-Any other activity that involves movement or your sense of feeling...which is everything.

And if by chance any of you don't listen and as a result end up like my picture...you can come to me even though I have pre-warned you. I will still have sympathy for you because I too have been there. But believe me when I say, "I TOLD YOU SO!"

Hakuna Matata

p.s. I was even more red the next day..fun times =)

Monday, January 25, 2010

Kenya Dig It?

This past fall (Sep.-Dec.) I spent my time in Kenya serving God and His people. =)
Let me give you a glimpse into our week...

Monday: This is my class I taught with my friend Megan. We would do lots of memory verses, Bible scavenger hunts, and writing. They are the best!

Tuesday: Our team would travel an hour in bus to a tribal village where we would walk from boma (hut) to boma doing house visits (talking about Jesus, praying, encouraging, etc.)

Wednesday: There was a hospital in Kijabe (the town we stayed) and we would visit the patients to encourage and pray with them. The last month I was able to work in their Dental Clinic. They had me doing so much hands on stuff it was crazy...not an experience that I would get in the US. This is my leader, Angie, she was nice enough to let me clean her teeth! =)

Thursday: This was our day off with every other week being communication day. On that day we would travel to Nairobi to email family & friends. On the non-communication days we would hang out with the locals.

Friday: Walking an hour through the woods in skirts and flip-flops to Old Kijabe Town was our Friday. Once we arrived we would teach at more schools or do more house visits. The kids there don't have as much hair so they LOVE to pet white people (and I love to be pet). =)

Saturday: Either doing house visits in Kijabe, or going down to the Great Rift Valley where we would visit IDP Camps (Internally Displaced People). These people have been living in tents for the past 2 years, most of them with no jobs. Our team was able to bring them food, encouragement for the adults, and fun & games for the kids.

Kibera Slum: Our last week in Kenya we visited Kibera; Africa's second largest slum. It was so crazy the amount of people living there. Very eye opening for our group.


Baby Orphanage: Our last week we also visited a baby orphanage where our duty was to strictly love the kids! What an amazing job description.

Going to Kenya was such an incredible experience that I will never forget! From that trip I have changed a couple different things about my thinking, my relationship with Christ, and more. It's a change I truly love and thank God for as well. I also KNOW that I not only want to be a missionary overseas, but that that is what God made me for. It's the best feeling ever. =) I will be posting some of my journal entries from Kenya as I go (I journaled everyday!). Until next time...

Hakuna Matata