Saturday, March 19, 2011

The other story of Rwanda













I know this post is late. I should have written it way back when Roman and I first returned from Rwanda. I wanted to tell the stories of the Gorillas but did not know where to start to tell about the genocide. After our gorilla tracking, we checked into what is now the Kigali Serena Hotel. It used to be the Hotel Diplomates..this is where the RGF had their headquarters...essentially where the government machinery that orchestrated the genocide were holed up for months prior to and during the genocide. General Bagasora was the kingpin. Just down the road was the Milles Collines, where Paul Rusesabagina, who had been the hotel manager at the Diplomates, was seconded by the hotel management company to go to the Milles Collines and keep things running. What he ended up doing was saving the lives of hundreds of Tutsis and moderate Hutus seeking safety. He risked his life and the life of his family to save others. The story is told in the book and movie called The,Hotel Rwanda. Roman and I sat around the pool bar at the Milles Collines and had a late night snack on our Saturday night in Kigali. It was surreal to reflect on the events that went on there. It was also a reminder that life goes on.

Paul Kagame is Rwanda's current president and who was the general of the Rwandan Patriotic Front that took over Kigali to push out the genocide perpetrators (essentially the army of the government of the time). He has worked very hard to restore peace by focusing on reconcilliation and restorative justice. He could not have asked thousands of Tutsis to return home to Rwanda after fleeing during the genocide and live next to their neighbors who killed their family members without helping them to cope with the horrors that ocurred, and, to help them make sense of why the genoide happened and to ever so slowly work towards forgiving those who killed. Much of the peace has also come because many of the survivors have played a hand in the process of justice by sitting in local village courts (called the grass courts) to watch the perpetrators be brought to justice. Thousands (more than 100,000) Hutus were jailed after the genocide and now many of them are being released. They reintegrate back into the communities they had come from but continue to do community work for their period of parole...you see them on the streets...sweeping, digging ditches etc. Their uniforms are pink.

Many of these Hutu villagers who were swiftly jailed on their return to Rwanda were simple people living a pastoral life but whose minds were poisoned and brainwashed by the government media, largely through radio annoucements and music that was designed to build a hatred so powerful that once provided with machetes, these men (and some women) of the Interahamwe were able to go out and kill their neighbors, friends, wives and even their own children. You see, many Hutus were happily married to Tutsis in Rwanda and both tribes had prior colonization lived in relatove peace. It was the foreigners who colonized them-Germans and then the Belgians who saw the ability to pit one tribe against the other in order to gain power. The Tutsi's have committed genocidal crimes in the past too..just not on the scale that the Hutu led government were able to in 1994.

The thing that I didn't fully understand until I read more books on the subject (Roman and I have been reading everything we can get our hands on since we visited the Rwandan War Crimes Tribunal in Arusha Tanzania in 2007) is that the genocidaires (the planners and the perpetrators) all fled by the millions to the Congo..just over the border at Gisenyi to Goma. They were able to hide out in Goma's UN sanctioned refugee camps in the Congo and were protected by the UN. While in the camps they developed new Interahamwe cells and terrorized Tutsis in the camps who had already escaped the genocide once. Many Tutsis still died in these camps at the hands of the Interahamwe. These criminals were fed and clothed for more than a year by the United Nations while Tutsis in Rwanda starved and tried to rebuild their lives with literally no focus on what had happened to them.

The world seemed to get it all wrong...even after the genocide had happened (and was still happening, the world focused on the growing humanitarian crises (cholera and a volcanoe eruption) in Goma-this focus on the refugees and not what had happened and was still happening in Rwanda was largely due to pressure from the United States who not only failed to act during the genocide but blocked UN efforts to launch a big enough force to stop the genocidaires from committing atrocities...after the genocide, the United States government (out of guilt perhaps) decided to then put 300 million dollars into the UN camps in Goma....if they had funded just one quarter of that amount to fund the UNAMIR force in Rwanda that was head by Romeo Dallaire, it is believed by many experts that the genocide could have been stopped.

I am not sure what to tell you about what we saw and did on this leg of our trip....it is difficult. We went to the Genocide memorial in Kigali first. It is funded by a humanitarian organization called AEGIS that focuses on keeping the stories of human genocide alive inour world so that we can learn from what has happened and stop future generations from suffering similar fates. The Kigali memorial tells the story of how the genocide occurred. There are testimonials and films. It is very moving. The museum also tells the story of other genocides. Some we know much about such as the Jewish Holocaust perpetrated by the Nazis (when the world said Never again.... and yet still....). They also tell the story of the Armenian Genocide, Cambodia's killing fields, the Balkans...

There is a very moving exhibit of the brief stories of children who were murdered in Rwanda. I have attached a few pictures. There is a mass grave with 250,000 souls buried there. There is a beautiful garden surrounding the mass grave.

One of the meorials we went to was about 45 minutes from Kigali in a town called Nyamata. The church looks like a regular somewhat modern African Catholic church. The sheer size of the killings that ocurred there are only evident when you enter. The benches of this lovely church are filled with stacks and stacks of clothing and personal items tat were found in the mass graves in the area. The bones of these victims are buried here on site in a mass grave and others are in Kigali. There are 50,000 people buried in Nyamata's mass grave. There is a glass box with a coffin in it in an underground crypt built beneath the church seating area. This coffin contains the remains of a young woman who was savagely murdered along with her baby during the genocide. Her surviving family (who found her after she was murdered)allows her to lay in rest here as a representative of all women who died in Rwanda during the geneocide. They want her to be a reminder of the crimes that were committed against women....I don't need to go into details...you can use your imagination.

Another genocide memorial we visited was in Ntarama. In this little village there was a catholic church where 5,000 Tutsi's and moderate Hutus sought refuge. They thought that that would be sacred ground that no one would touch. They hid there for weeks and then the Interahamwe came and slaughtered them all. There are doorsways that you can see where grenades had been thrown through them and there are bullet holes everywhere. Some victims were burned alive in the building at the back where they were cooking for the massess who were hiding there. All the bodies that were recovered in mass graves in that area have been placed on display within the church as skulls and bones on racks. Most of the skulls bear the nachete wounds visibly on them. Other bodies were placed in coffins that are also located there. They put bodies in coffins that were thrown into latrines. These did not decompose in the same way as others to produce just bones...so they needed proper burial in a coffin. There are shelves of people's belongings...shoes,school books, dolls, pens, rosaries and many Tutsi ID cards that they were forced to carry. It brought tears to my eys as I examined these little items that once represented the day to day lives of ordinary people, who went to that church to try to live and survive.

The woman who gave us the tour was soft spoken (we were the only ones there incidentally). She sits all day at the site as a specially trained historian to tell the Rwandan genocide story correctly. She took us around the back to a room that looked like a Sunday school..little benches and a dirt floor...she said that this was a Sunday school when the church was functional but it became the baby killing room. It would seem that the quickest way for the Interahamwe militia to kill babies was to hold them by the feet and swing their heads against a brick wall. That is exactly what they did here. I did not know it while we were standing next to the wall...she just looked over as she told the story as she had many times before. I eventually looked at the wall I could see that blood, and bone fragments and flesh are still stuck there (I have included a picture of this wall..taken from the doorway of that little building). A gruesome but important reminder to never go down that road again. The savagery is hard to imagine and I promise you, that is the only gruesome story I will tell. There are many more but....words fail me.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

More and You Tube links to festivities.....






Please see our cake cutting at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkRRKJW_9JQ
Please see the crazy Mkombozi dancers at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jf-wvSdjqzI

More of the grand opening celebration


More of the grand opening celebration




Pamoja Tunaweza Grand Opening Celebration at the new building March 8, 2011



March 8, 2011 was International Women's day and we chose that day to be the grand opening of our new women's centre in Moshi, Tanzania. We are sadly leaving our old location on Arusha Road. There were many firsts that occurred there and we have fond memories. The new centre is a powerful new beginning for us. We were able to purchase the land and building through the generous donation of a Tanzanian-Canadian man named Sadru Mohamedali and his wife Khairoon. We also thank his extended family, Nina and Imi Moloo and their sons Husein, Ali and Raheem for their ongoing support. We hope they will visit the centre one day in the near future so they can see the gift they have given us.

The day started off with special announcements and greetings and then we had dancing from a group of young men from a vocational training program called Mkombozi. They perform dancing and acrobatics. They were a crowd pleaser! We also had dancing from our business training and microfinance group from Chekereni Village. These women (and 1 man!) danced for us and sang in the traditional Tanzanian way. We felt so honored that they chose to participate in the grand opening in that way.

I told a bit of the history of the centre and our relationship to CACHA and Kilimanajro Women Information Exchange and Consultancy Organization. I wanted people to know where we started and how far we had come. I know that we also have a long way to go and wish I had a lot more resources to do more for our clients and the community. I really felt the presence of our motto 'one woman at a time' as I looked out over all of those women at the grand opening whose lives we have touched over the last 3 years. I also need to thank my dedicated staff and volunteers who work hard to keep us going and believe so much in what we do.
I will append some pictures of that beautiful day and will try to attach some videos either to this site or via YouTube. The dancing really was amazing.

We provided a delicious Tanzanian buffet and cake. There was champagne popped and a ribbon cutting....the ladies from Chekereni cut the ribbon and then broke into the most amazing dancing and ululation....I stood there and wept. I was home.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

African Womens' Voices Project-Goma, Congo





I have been interested, sad and angered about the plight of women in the Democratic Republic of Congo for several years now. During their long drawn out 'war' between rebel groups, the soldiers have used rape as a powerful weapon of war to keep women living in fear of repeated violence. There has been some attention brought to this issue by world media and books on the subject. One organization called Women for Women International has done a lot of work to sensitize the world to this important issue. There is a book by a woman named Lisa Shannon, an American woman who became insprired to do charitable 'runs' to raise money to sponsor individual women through Women for Womens project in DRC. Lisa's book of her journey is called 'A Thousand Sisters' and it describes Congo as the worst place in the world to be a woman...and after our recent journey to lay the initial ground work for our African Womens' Voices Project, we agree that it just might be the worst place. You will hear more about our project as it evolves over the next few years.

We travelled with Alyssa Ferguson, our current project coordinator at the Pamoja Tunaweza Women's Centre and with Ms. Deborah Melman-Clement, a writer based in kingston, Ontario who also volunteered on our last caravan as a logistics volunteer. We flew to Kigali, Rwanda and made our way by bus to Gisenyi. We made our way across the border to Goma, DRC....with a few small bumps along the way.
Entering Goma from Rwanda was like night and day. On the Rwandan side in Gisenyi, on the shores of Lake Kivu, it was like being in resort town like Lake Como, Italy. Many atrocities happened in Gisenyi during and after the Rwandan Genocide, but they have miraculously moved on and rebuilt, whereas, Goma (and most of Congo)are still trapped in a post conflict situation and craving for better governance from Kinshasa and help from the international community. There is a huge UN presence in Goma because that is where millions of rwandan refugees escaped to during the genocide. Unfortunately, the world poured aid into Goma's camps to 'save' the refugees....this happened because the indifference of the international community resulted in little or no intervention DURING the genocide to stop the killing of Tutsis (1 million were killed in 90 days)...when the world recognized their mistake they threw millions of dollars into the refugees situation, but, most of those who escaped to Goma were genocidaires who had been the perpetrators of the genocide and had orchestrated the murder of their fellow Rwandans. Goma has dismantled some of the camps and the Rwandans have been repatriated to Rwanda to stand trial if they were suspected of committing crimes against humanity. Goma is a different world with a large (still erupting) volcanoe towering above the dusty city. There was at times a look and feel of desperation in the faces of the people because the poverty is extreme, but in general we felt safe.

Our goal in Goma was to visit a hospital called 'Heal Africa'. It is like an oasis in a desert. You can google 'Heal Africa' and read more about the history of this hospital. They provide care for many medical problems but are especially good at dealing with injuries of the war and the issue of vaginal fistulas. These develop when a woman has a difficult labour and the baby's head is stuck in the birth canal. The injury to the vagina and surrounding structures leads to severe problems with leaking of urine and sometimes feces. These women suffer terribly as outcasts in their community. The fistulas can also develop when women are violently raped, and during the last decade there have been many women who have developed these in DRC. The hospital has a residential program where these women can stay during the long process of their surgical repairs. They help them to rebuild their spirit and bodies.

I have included some pictures of our group (which included 'Jean' our guide and translator, Goma at night and of Heal Africa.

Our Trip to Pangani By Hannah Zablocki






We went for the weekend to a place called Pangani. We went with Heather, Jeff, Sully and Whit.It is a beach place that takes 8 hours to drive to from Moshi. We took a dalla dalla minibus and it was called Happy People Everybody's bums hurt by the time we got there because there was 2 hours of bumpy roads!
The hotel was a beach lodge called Emayani Beach Lodge. It was very hot and I got a big tan. We stayed in a 'banda' on the beach. It had a toilet and shower and a big bed for mom and dad with mosquito nets and a cute little bed for me. The beach lodge had a bar and restaurant and we were almost the only people there. We did a lot of swimming.
The best thing about that place was that there was a turtle rescue organization down the beach. They try to protect turtle nests and help the baby turtles get to the ocean. Only 1 baby in a thousand survive!
I have added some pictures of the babies making their way to the ocean. I have also added some other pictures of us at Pangani. Enjoy!

Our Artist in Residence..Ms Heather Haynes











We were so lucky to be able to spend 6 weeks with Kingston artist and friend Heather Haynes and her family, husband and musician Mr. Jeff Montgomery as well as her two wonderful kids, Sully and Whit. Heather and her family spent a lot of tinme preparing for this trip through their World's Collide project which initially began on Heather's trip to Uganda 2 years ago. As a lead up to this year's trip she partnered with her sons' school and all of the teachers and staff prepared hand painted T shirts and accompanying packages with a photo, letter and small gift from a child at South Crosby School. Some of the T-shirts were very inspiring. Heather then made connections with several programs here in Tanzania that care for kids that are living in vulnerable situations or are orphans. There are unfortunately MANY vulnerable kids here due to poverty and the end result of several decades of HIV/AIDS...they have lost one or both parents. We visited the Tegemeo Orphan project at Kilema Hospital (pictures attached). I have also included a picture of a traditional 'African soccer ball' that Roman found in the supply room where the food rations are stored by the program.

Heather and the kids also visited the Mkombozi Centre for street children and the Msamaria centre for street children. The T-shirts and gift bags were welcomed with many cheers at Msamaria and Heather developed a great relationship with the Mkombozi boys who run an amateur artist project called the The Hard-Life artists group.
Luckily for us...Heather also painted while she was here. These beautiful paintings are displayed in our new women's centre and in the Guest House (our income generating project). Thanks Heather!

Saturday, March 05, 2011

Tanzania Loves Barack Obama





I was lucky enough to be in Tanzania for Barack Obama’s inauguration in 2009. It was the night before we were to start the ‘Women and the Mountain’ Kilimanjaro climb of 2009 that raised money for the women’s centre. There was an all night party in Moshi that night with music and dancing and the inauguration events on the big screen. There is clear evidence that Kenya loves Barack as his father was Kenyan and they have named parks and streets after him in Nairobi…he is Africa’s son. The first black man to become president of the United States means a lot to everyday Africans.
I have clear evidence that Tanzania loves Barack because they have made Kangas (the colourful cloth that women wrap them selves in here for everyday wear) in his honour in an array of colours that say Swahili proverbs on them and statements like may God bless Barack Obama and congratulations Barack Obama. They have MANY hundreds of mini buses (a.k.a Dalla Dallas) with different versions of Barack’s face painted on them with a multitude of sayings and misspellings. I even saw one that was called the ‘kool Barack Obama bus’..very nice……
They also have gone a step further and created Barrack Obama chewing gum..strawberry flavoured and actually quite tasty according to Hannah. There are Barack Obama boxer short available in town and the piece de resistance….Barack Obama Hair Cutting Saloon (they call them saloons here, not salons)..see attached pictures of said items and imagine the other possibilities that may be coming down the line…

Kilimanjaro Marathon 2011









7 years ago they held the first Kilimanjaro Marathon. It is sponsored by the Kilimanjaro Beer Company and Vodacom, a large mobile phone company. The first race had 400 competitors and now they have 4000 in total. It is a registered international race with a full and half marathon. There is also a ‘fun run’ that is 5 km and Roman and I participated in that this year. We raced this past Sunday February 27th and we felt very much a part of the Moshi community. The fun run started at 7:15 in the morning to take advantage of the coolness that Moshi experiences in the early mornings before the town heats up over the day. The mountain was cloudless and watched over the crowd in all its glory. I never get tired of that mountain…
I was impressed by all of our efforts. We all ran the race with stopping just for water breaks. They guided us all back into the stadium to the finish line. WE did make it back before the first half marathoner arrived at least! It was great to stand at the finish line to cheer on the winners…all first place winners were..you guessed it-Kenyan! The third place marathoner was actually Tanzanian and as he ran across the finish line, the crowd erupted!! The festivities soon began and people were drinking beer at 8:45 in the morning….I have attached a bunch of pictures of the stadium and some of the runners coming across the finish line.
They announcer said there were runners from 35 countries represented in the races, a truly international race. It was great to see so many Tanzanian families out participating in the fun run. There were also many NGO’s represented there with team shirts…..Pamoja Tunaweza definitely needs a team entry next year for the fun run.
Finally, the thing that struck me the most was the footwear, or, lack therof. There were young men on the half marathon with broken shoes, house slippers, converse basketball shoes, soccer cleats and, yes….flip flops…..and, they all finished before the first white person that I saw cross the line with their fancy running gear.