Sunday, August 27, 2006

Day 267





There was a train accident this morning on the route from Victoria Falls to Bulawayo around 9am, so at 10am when I woke up the house was in overdrive with the Tsholotsho team getting ready to go assist and I found myself going to the office in my pyjamas to get medical supplies to help out the team that was going. It is a good thing my pyjamas are scrubs and a sweatshirt so that I actually just looked like a scruff to the guard and not the truly lazy person that sleeps in until 10am.
We later found out most of the injuries were bone fractures and burns since part of the train caught fire. Fortunately there was a Zimbabwe medical conference in Victoria Falls that ended today so there were plenty of doctors around the area, and we mostly needed to support the logistics of the problem. I’ll let you know what happens later since we are still in typical ¨MSF stand-by¨ mode; always ready to run at the word ‘emergency’ be it a true one or one in which we stretch the definition.
Yesterday the youths took their monthly outing at Hillside damns, which is a beautiful place just a few miles from the clinic. At one point I was playing volleyball (or rather something like hot-potatoes since we were just throwing the ball in the air or at each other) with three children and Richard the MSF-Holland logistician, and then quickly the game grew to 10 children and then 30 children and then about 50 children turned volleyball into rugby by running after whoever had the ball and tackling them. Richard found himself on the bottom of a pile of about 20 kids and I played referee picking the kids off one at a time. This was by no means organized chaos, just fun. The rest of the afternoon I helped cook sausages, chased stray dogs away from the sausages, and danced with the kids. I know I have mentioned this so many times, but these kids are really an inspiration. I doubt any of them will make it to the age of 20 and yet they have so much vitality. A poem I once read said, ¨participate joyfully in the sorrows of the world.¨ I think that is what I did. I hope that is what the kids do as well. On of the girls in my family (from the youth weekend), Marylynn asked me for 19 million dollars (which is now re-valued as of August 20th at 19 thousand) to help her by glasses. She had apparently gone to the social welfare department and another organization that turned her down, and she said that her eyes had been bad for quite a long time. Now, 19 mil is really only something around $40 US, but in Zimbabwe that is a lot of money.

2 Comments:

Blogger Mysterious said...

Truely blessed Nancy, been reading your blog for a while. Your soul is pure. *smiles*

3:16 PM  
Blogger Nancy said...

Thanks for the prayers. I do need them here in Zim.

6:56 PM  

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