Saturday, 22 March 2014

Human assigned value

With all the postings on Facebook of women sans make-up raising awareness and money for Cancer Research, it prompted me to think about what I/people put value upon in this world.

For me living in Africa, my make-up lies gathering dust in the corner of my shelf…so putting up a photo of myself without make-up is just what I look like EVERYDAY here (besides the days when I wake up super early and have time to kill before school…) - might still be shocking for some I suppose.


"It's sometimes a bit sad how women feel this conscious and subconscious pressure to look and be a certain way." 

This was a comment that a female friend made this morning to me.  But it's true, back in London, whilst I was never particularly one to cake my face, I still felt bare/plain if I did not at least have a bit of eyeliner "framing" my eyes.  When I would turn up to school without make-up (usually because I was running late), I'd without fail be asked if I was feeling ok/sick/tired - so naturally, I never wanted to look 'sick.'  Looking back, I used to spend a small fortune on high-end make-up to not look constantly ill!

Actually, the comment that my friend made was based on the fact that I told her that labels/brands here just do not exist in the same way that they do in the developed world.  Yes, you see them around but people do not wear them as a sign of status - the true commercial value of brands like Prada, Vera Wang, LV, Gucci, Ralph Lauren etc are just not known here.  I've seen Prada shoes in the market alongside shoes from Primark/Primani being sold for the same price.  I've seen men wearing women's clothing (not in the sense that they are wearing dresses or skirts but clothes that are sized for women or labelled from women's clothes shops.)

I guess we assign value and status to certain possessions in our lives - and sometimes sadly, it's based on the name/brand/label that the object/s carry.  Yes, sometimes we are paying for QUALITY but sadly, usually for me, it was for the brand - a momentary satisfaction that I could afford a bit of 'luxury' but the guilt that followed at the amount I spent seemed to cancel/drown that feeling out pretty quickly!

I mentioned in another post a while back about the clothing market here.  Not a lot is purchased brand new.  Most items of clothing are bought in markets - and these are stocked with second-hand clothes from the developed world.  Those 'Happy sacks' or charity donations you make every-so-often are often sold on, (NOT in the charity shops themselves) but sent to places like Africa to be traded in the markets - charities make MORE money that way!  A friend of mine here wrote an excellent blog post about it if you want to find out more:


So living in Africa has been somewhat refreshing for me.  I have not needed to be concerned with societies' norms and pressures to look a certain way - I now fully appreciate how God loves and sees me - from the inside out…I am not loved because of the clothes/shoes I wear, or by hiding my blemishes - God looks beyond the surface and He sees ALL yet loves me/us all the same.  And with this same heart, that's what I want to be able do. 


I wanted to end with my neighbour wearing my Armani sunglasses…the cost of which would pay for her nursery fees (and a few of her friends) for a year or two!




Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Taking the fall...

A friend of mine got followed the other night unknowingly but thankfully made enough noise when she realised to scare the man off.

The first thing that she said was, 'I shouldn't have been travelling alone at 3am…'

Yes this is true, she shouldn't have been taking unnecessary risks - but then it got me thinking that she shouldn't be reduced to feeling that she was in part to blame.  What gives someone the right to intimidate another person or to take advantage in that way?  Surely the perpetrator is 100% to blame?

On my second night here in Cyahinda (back in September 2013), I was robbed.  To be fair, what they stole was not particularly of great monetary value - it's somewhat comical in hindsight but my first thought was, 'I shouldn't have left my room unsupervised.'  I blamed myself for what had happened.  In short, I had some workmen ironically fixing locks to my windows to make my house more secure - but they were the ones who ended up stealing from me!  I left them unattended in my bedroom and another room where I had begun to unpack things.  One of them emptied out my backpack, placed the contents on my shelf, took my shower gel, hand wash and a couple of toilet rolls and left.  The hidden blessing was that the contents of my backpack included my laptop, digital camera, passport and a shed-load of money - all of which were in their own individual cases - and he'd left them on my shelf and only took the backpack from my bedroom…

However, all I could think about was how stupid I'd been to let these men into my home and leave them unsupervised.  But why should I have felt this?  It was not me who was to blame surely?  Yes, I was naive and too trusting - but what gives them the right to take what is not theirs?  He/They may have argued that it was an open invitation - but who is raised to believe that everything is for the taking, no matter where it is found?  I'll never understand the psychology or the desperate state that people find themselves in to feel the need to cause such crimes.  Maybe if they see no other way…but it doesn't make it right and the victim should not feel guilt or take the blame - but we do.

No matter where we live, crime will always exist unfortunately.  We take measures to prevent it or protect ourselves from falling victim to it but if/when it happens to us we feel bad enough already; those sentences - 'I should have remembered to lock the door,' 'I shouldn't have been alone,' 'I shouldn't have been walking with my earphones in,' 'I shouldn't have left my phone on the table…' - why do we justify what happened by blaming ourselves?

I did pray for the men that had stolen from me that they'd be blessed by the toilet roll, shower gel, hand wash and backpack.  As inconvenienced as I was, he/they were obviously desperate for toilet paper!?!?!  The men were later caught and imprisoned for a couple of days but denied stealing from me.  I found it somewhat humiliating telling the police what they had stolen but left behind.  The WHOLE village and neighbouring village heard about me and my 'misfortune' - people began to look out for me, I don't know if it was out of fear/pity - but after that incident, I became safe in Cyahinda.  No-one dared to mess with me.  (Although I think another reason why they don't mess is because stereotypically, they believe I know Kung Fu!)

It's sad to think that the existence of crime so often shapes our behaviour; our ability to trust and general day-to-day conduct; it fuels our fears and prevents us from taking chances/risks but on the flip side, it can be the catalyst for building communities…just like mine here in Cyahinda.

Sunday, 2 March 2014

HOW CAN I…?

I don't know where to begin with this post having written my last one not so long ago about sourcing local materials to make resources BUT, there are things that I know are of excess out there that would be HIGHLY appreciated out here…

So, here is a list of some of the things that would be MOST appreciated:
  • A new nursery has started within my TTC to enable students here to do teaching practice.  Unfortunately, the TTC did not think it through very carefully and there are NO resources for the nursery.  I have made a couple of rice-sack dolls and cars - but children being children, they did not last a day with their rough handling.  The other volunteer blogged about this and he had an AMAZING response with people sending 2 huge crates of duplo-bricks, toy cars and other toys. So this is a shout-out for anyone with kids who wants to get rid of some of their toys/books/cds - send them out here please…
  • As mentioned in my last blog post, my TTC is equipped with 8 computers (still running Windows 2000?) and two working printers.  Does anyone know who I can write to to see if they would donate/sponsor a new computer lab so that our 800 students can actually do the research that they need for their studies?
  • Arts equipment - paintbrushes, paints, ink pads (we're making stamps and tiles for printing)…
  • Sports equipment - various balls (football/volleyball/tennis balls), pumps/needles - surely there's someone I can write to for this.  Actually, it would be great if we could get an EVEN field/court to play on…

Students play on this in flip-flops and sometimes bare-footed too.  It actually looks pretty decent here…but there are rocks and ditches everywhere!
  • I finally made it to church this week - in fact, I attended choir practice yesterday and church today.  To respect the new rules of the TTC being an 'English zone' only, the church is beginning to move from Kinyarwanda songs to English worship songs.  (Although the sermons are still being given in Kinyarwanda - and yes, I've been asked to 'preach' again - I've told them that there's a difference between teaching and preaching and the latter I find hard to do - but they're not accepting that as an excuse…)  I spoke to the 'president' of the New Ministry group, a self-taught pianist who is PASSIONATE about worship - only he doesn't have access to music & lyrics for many of today's modern worship songs.  CALLING CHURCH PEEPS - Would you be willing to donate CDs/music books of worship music? - surprisingly, they are really into Hillsong, Tim Hughes, Matt Redman, Reuben Morgan, Chris Tomlin…I've been asked to TEACH these songs - if you know me, I am musically inept - my only instrument being my voice and I haven't used that in a LONG time.  But I'm excited by this group of young adults (even if they are not treated as adults…they are!) - they are a small group but have beautiful voices - and so powerful too!
And then on a more personal note for ME :) 
  • Food items: Nuts, dried fruit, packet soups, chocolate (Lindt Lindor/Pretzel M&Ms/malteasers), jerky, biscuits, cereal/muesli bars
  • Books (I don't have a Kindle/iPad…perhaps I should get one for the convenience…hm…)/music CDs/DVDs - I bought Sherlock series 3 episode 1 on iTunes the other day and it said that it would take 108hours to download - needless to say I didn't d/l it.
But most of all, I just love a good ol' fashion letter/card and if there's a photo or two included, that's just a bonus :)

Thanks peeps - any advice about sourcing the above would be FAB!  And just in case you can't find my address on this site:

May Mak
℅ TTC St. J. Baptiste, Cyahinda
PO Box 224, Butare
Rwanda
E. Africa

Got to get ready for bed - 5am start for me tomorrow.  Off to observe/supervise 3 students on internship/placement in a school 2 hours from me, the bus leaves at 5.30 - then I'll be jumping on a moto at 7ish for about 1/2hour…LONG journey ahead :(