Today in the world of disaster relief was mostly an office and meeting day. Yes, even here. My least favorite kind of day.
The office is about 100m up a sandy road from the house. Not far, but far enough for several children to ask me for something. A year ago, very few would be so bold. Apparently, soft-hearted but soft-headed disaster relief workers have been giving things to children who haven’t asked for anything but friendship. Now the children no longer value us as people, certainly not adults who their culture would demand them to be respectful of. It is a shame because it has made it much more difficult to get to know the kids. It wasn’t like that just one year ago, and I miss the easy, joyful interaction with them.
First thing, most of the staff were called together for a disaster relief staff meeting.
We have been encouraging them to get bank accounts at the bank in Abeche (a full day’s drive away) for reasons of security, with only a portion of it given in cash here. So they were given an account application form and an explanation. Then we moved on to programmatic issues and the start-up of our third phase of the program. They are quite anxious to get into the activities.
After the disaster relief meeting we moved into other meetings with the Country Director, Adrian, and the Livelihoods Coordinator, Derrek where we talked about more strategic stuff as well as details of several grants. Right now they are the only expats here. Ayamba was supposed to arrive back today from vacation, but the plane that he was supposed to take was taken by an entourage which included John McCain’s wife. Random, eh?!
Through most of the afternoon, I worked on training materials and boring stuff. Late in the afternoon the field staff returned and the office became lively again. They get back at about 3:30, then do their reports and stuff for the day. The guys in the picture are sorting out requests for seeds from some of the people we will be helping to cultivate later this month.
Now, we are sitting in the Landcruiser outside the wall of the wall of UN HCR checking our email using their wireless signal. The crew from ACTED, another NGO, are in a vehicle parked just behind us. HCR used to let us go in and use their conference room, which then became a good place to meet other NGO people, but now we meet in a dusty street. Ah well, at least it is a connection.
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- Day 1: Traveling to help with disaster relief in Chad, Africa
- Day 2 & 3: Arriving in Chad, Africa – assessing the disaster relief situation
- Day 4: The airport and soldiers with AK-47s
- Day 5: Disaster relief at an IDP camp
- Day 6: Meeting with people who need disaster relief
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