We advantage of the Christmas holidays to get away from the chaotic and visit Kinshasa Tshimbulu , a village in West Kasai in the DRC in which the COE has opened less than a year, the hospital St.Francois.
pretext to carry out a brief training session on team games at the Centre d'animation CASC, managed by the COE, we enjoyed the company of other volunteers and the local Italians, the Luba. Differences with
Kin are many and despite the lack of goods, from basic necessities to the more trivial, the impression is that in general people are more relaxed, less educated and desperate.
I know that speeches of this kind tend to generalize social realities, but the spontaneity and warmth of the people struck me to the point that one week was enough to make me appreciate a place, however, difficult to endure in the long run.
And to say that Kinshasa is an insult to someone of the Luba, considered inferior because, obviously insults travels fast, so that even in Milan they say u, Baluba! Miracles of colonialism.
Even the inevitable contact with nature has refreshed the past months in this open dump that is Kinshasa.
Dario took the opportunity to regenerate with long walks in the company of youths that, despite some language difficulties, they have dipped in newspaper of the local population, made up of domestic work and agriculture.
To enhance and enrich the latter power, the COE has initiated a program of in-training Tshimbulu and surrounding villages on the use of moringa plant whose richness in vitamins, minerals and protein is small enough to be a excellent food supplement, in an area where malnutrition is widespread ( http://www.moringanews.org/ ).
Unfortunately most other hospitalized at St. François are in fact children under the age of five years from hunger worn, thin or swollen limbs with deep and infected wounds.
Aprofittando goodwill of the inhabitants, I unleashed an endless series of photos for adults and children, another difference from Kinshasa, where people are afraid and refusing to be immortalized.
So I focused on the everyday actions of people, women returning from the fields with heavy baskets of wood to the head or other commitment to the market, the children entrusted to look after younger siblings while their mothers work the field, or husbands busier than anywhere else in the household, as well as in community life. So
Greetings to all from this corner of the world, and we wish you a happy 2009 to Tshimbulu voluntary departure because the enthusiasm never know down, but it enriches experiences and friendships of the place.
Moyo!
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