Friday, March 26, 2010

Hope Orphanage

Beautiful Orphanage that has structure, wonderful staff, and beautiful children. Sadly, most of these kids have Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, CP, and a few cases of HIV. I was so impressed with the structure here, as you can see with the behavior modification system they had posted on their wall as well as the clearly stated rules and the overall respect that the children showed to us and their teachers. 

 
 
 


New Amsterdam Psychiatric Hospital,


 


 
 
 


Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Bosco Boys Orphanage

Amazing. After spending a few days with them I was starting to break down hugh barriers they have up to making bonds with others. I myself was so attached, and felt guilty that I would soon be leaving them.. Just another person who they had made a connection with and wouldn't see them again. This was difficult. I now understand differently the power of adoption and changing a life. These children have changed my life. Hopefully one day I will be in a position to adopt a beautiful child from an orphanage such as this.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Reflection from Day 2: Friday March 12, 2010 (not complete)


Friday started off a bit rough. Although I slept well, (fell asleep to the barking from stray dogs and honking Georgetown horns) I work up a bit late due to my cell phone still being on Eastern time (1 hr behind). Somehow I still ended up being the first to breakfast and enjoyed a spicy version of scrambled eggs and white toast. They also had instant coffee which I was appreciative to have at 7am (in leu of my usual Starbucks. : ) 

Around 8:30 am we started our hour and a half drive to New Amsterdam. We drove in a van that luckily fit all 12 of us, however it turned off every time we came to a stop. This became a problem as in Guyana you can never predict who...or what will be crossing the road.  (see photo of the herd of cows crossing)

I was thrilled to stop at the farmers market..the variety of fruit and vegetables were un-beleivable. As well as the massive amount of stands. Every weekend this is set up for the people of Georgetown. Adam,-Your mom, Aunt Cal and Adi would have been in heaven. (See photo) We picked up fresh pineapple, plantain chips (a new favorite) and small, sweet bananas. We also bought similar items to bring for the people at the Leprosy Colony in Mahika. 

Finally, after a long, hot but eye-opening ride to New Amsterdam we finally reached Hope Orphanage. A little arm reached though a small screen door opening as we approached the front door. "Auntie!" a beautiful little voice yelled. I learned Aunt is a term for a female one likes or becomes close to. I soon met Amy, the girl who greeted us at the door. Amy, as a baby, was rescued by Dr. Carlson from Georgetown hospital where she was first identified with having severe fetal alcohol syndrome and was brought to Hope Orphanage . Most of the children at Hope Orphanage were victims of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Some were quite severe and had sad stories prior their arrival. They were all however, so happy to interact with us, some with only a smile, some with broken speech. All however wanted their picture taken and even more so wanted to take pictures. A little boy scratched at my arm (and my heart) as he climbed up me to try to take my camera to play with. He did not speak (due to his illness) but was very expressive otherwise. 

Upstairs were classrooms of children who were mostlyy "regular" education students, except for a classroom of students with Cerebral Palsy.  They were in three different classrooms learning spelling and art at the time when I was there. I was impressed with their use of behavior modification charts (posted on the walls) and how well behaved these students were. Most all seemed excited to talk to us, some as expected, had sadness behind their eyes. I can only imagine what their stories are. 

In discovering a young boy and I had the same birthday they decided they wanted to share with us their version of "Happy Birthday" followed by serenading us with Guyana's national song. 

Leaving Hope Orphanage I prayed for these children to feel and know they are loved in their life, even if it is by just one person. 




Saturday, March 13, 2010

Bosco Boys Orphanage

Most of these boys are abandoned children from very young. Recently Bosco Orphanage changed its age restriction to include those up to 21 years old. The recently extended it from their previous age of 18. Bosco Orphanage recently received a grant to build a new building for the boys. (see photos above) They moved into their beautiful new orphanage just recently. The boys have so much energy. They all wanted to take pictures and get their picture taken. They loved seeing themselves on camera. I had a hard time leaving today, but cant wait to get back this week to work with the boys and their counselor. My heart is forever changed after my day with them.

St George Church

Simply breathtaking. The 2nd largest wooden church in the World

Friday, March 12, 2010

Mahaika, a township that has a leper colony.

Mr. Fullerton, a kind man with leprosy. He sang to us "oh danny boy". Mr. Fullerton is blind and has lost all of his digits and some of his toes. He still has use of his legs. With his permission to video his song, he asked me to put on his sun glasses before taking his picture. He was quite happy to have his picture taken and had many other pictures posted in his room with previous visitors.

Cricket Stadium

Farmer's Market outside of Georgetown

Students at Hope Orphanage in Class

They are beautiful children. The boy on the right has the same birthday is me. The sang their Guyanese Birthday song for us to hear.

New Amsterdam School of Nursing

Currently have 3 programs with 126 students. Their programs are Nurses Aid, Nurses, and Midwifery

Students playing in their school yard.

Make way for the cows. On our way to New Amsterdam

Amy, a child of the Hope Orphanage who suffers from fetal alcohol syndrome

Above ground graves are used because we are below sea level

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Red Thread Women's Domestic Violence Crisis Center


 

 
 
 


In The Market in Georgetown


 
 
 


Reflection of our first day.

March 11, 2010

At 6:45 this morning, 11 American women and I arrived safely at Cheddi Jagan International Airport in Timehri, Guyana. We are all different ages, and even study different areas. Most of these girls I am just meeting for the first time. I am the only counseling grad student, and although we are looking at Guyana through different lenses, we all came here to immerse ourselves in this culture and experience a similar journey. 

We walked off the plane to a hot and very humid day. We each grabbed two suitcases; one our own and the other an over-packed donation bag full of medical supplies, antibiotics, school supplies, and reading glasses. It was a proud moment bringing 11 full donation bags into this country of need.

Upon arrival we met Malcolm, a kind, educated, older citizen of Guyana that Dr. Marylou Welch made a connection with over 10 years ago through her travels and networking in this country. Malcolm is retired pilot who upon arrival had helped us make reservations in Georgetown, something we could not do from the U.S. Guyana operates much differently than any American would be used to. The phrase “just now” is frequently used to say something will be done in 5 minutes..or 5 days. Because of this lax culture, we were unable to book reservations or create any kind of formal itinerary prior to our trip. For myself, someone who likes to know when, where, and what I will need to be prepared with, this was something I needed to adjust to. Flexibility and spontaneity is key for this trip. These qualities are key to get through life so this challenge will only better me.

Today was a full day. I felt like I was trying to see it all and at the same time understand why Guyana’s people and government operate the way they do. I’m sure I will spend my whole trip understanding this, as well as examining my own culture, values and ways of being. After experiencing a wild 45-minute cab ride to Georgetown-“the left side is the right side, and the right side is suicide”, we found an empty inn for our group to stay in. Along the road were many young children walking in the street in their adorable school uniforms unattended. I had to cover my eyes while flying past them; they however, were not phased. Also noticed on the drive was the abundance of stray dogs-everywhere. After arriving at the Tropical View Inn, we paired off into rooms and checked out our homes for the next two weeks.  Although starting to glaze over with exhaustion my roommate, Jillian, and I connected with two girls who had gone last year and went into Georgetown. We walked through the market where I bought a few food items to hold me over through the long days. Although there were many American/International brands, which were quite appetizing and comfortable, I bought only local brands to help support Guyana. We then exchanged our money in the market area. We were brought into a backroom to privately exchange when my new friend Nora said to one of the exchange workers “glad to see your packing heat!” I almost died. On from there, we ventured around Georgetown to find an “upscale” sandwich shop that had the most delicious milkshakes. Although worried about the ice-I enjoyed every sip. The humidity was a killer. We then went to an NGO called The Red Thread. It is a women’s domestic violence crisis center in Georgetown. We chatted briefly with women who worked there and scheduled an appointment when I could formally interview them in the days to come. I also asked if I could participate in any of the counseling services to which they offered me an opportunity to work with them in their self-help group for domestically abused survivors. This organization really touched me, as women in this country face a lot of abuse and oppression. Something I’m feeling so fortunate to not face day-to-day. I look forward to getting back there soon and learning more about women in Guyana and the services Red Thread offers.

Tomorrow we will be traveling into New Amersterdam at 7 am. Check back for pictures and an update tomorrow night!

Thought for the day: Gratitude for all the love and opportunity in my life. 

Students playing slide

These children were so friendly and happy. Just sliding on the tile outside our inn. They will return tomorrow to say hello

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Fishing

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Malcolm, our connect in Guyana.

7 am Arrival

Welcome to Guyana- "The Land of Many Waters" ... 7 a.m already sweating!

Wednesday, March 10, 2010