Showing posts with label Zambia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zambia. Show all posts

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Josh Swiller - SUPERHERO? Hell Yeah! MUST READ


*You asked for it...*
Read the following email correspondence: Zambia - USA - (Italy, Australia, UK) - USA - Ireland - Kenya - Zambia...

*The internet is a powerful tool for bringing aid worldwide, especially when the Deaf and Hearing collaborate*

Letter #1...A Hearing couple in Zambia working with Deaf children requests information as to how to create a Hands and Voices Chapter:
Hi,
Thank you for your letter asking for more information about my family
and my desire to start a chapter in Zambia.
Let me give you a brief account of how i came into contact with the deaf. As a family we are Jehovah's Witnesses. One day in 2003 when my wife Jenny was preaching from house to house, she encountered a deaf person who wanted to know more about the bible. My wife started conducting a home bible study which proved to be difficult because that person could not read and my wife did not know sign language. My wife
approached a teacher at a nearby school who teaches deaf people to
help her with the basic sign language but he refused.

My wife was further introduced to more deaf people by the one she first met.More
deaf people started coming to our home as a result my wife started learning some bits of sign language from the deaf themselves. Then it turned out to be routen, every so often the deaf would come looking for my wife. It proved to be difficult when she was not at home because the rest of the family did not know anything about sign language, so i felt compelled to join my wife! in preaching to the deaf. We were told about a witness who lived in another district(Ndola) who knew sign language. We approached him and arranged a class at weekends with my family. We later invited other interested people to join the class. As a family we were paying all the expenses.

Later on we went to a local school and got permmission from the Headteacher to show a video "what does god require of us" in sign language.It was at that point i came to realise that the deaf children were not getting enough in terms of education. they failed to understand the signs in the tape, could not even spell their names and could not read the wall charts.I and my wife went around to meet the parents/guardians of the 13 deaf children to seek permission from them so that when their children knocks off from school the could come to my home for extra lessons in arithmetic, reading and sign language. this really improved their perfomance.

When their teacher went on leave,the Headteacher allowed us to run the class. Since none of us was a qualified teacher i had to look for two secondary school leavers, Voster and Mercy(both deaf)who started teaching the deaf children. We even invited Deaf adults who have never been to school to join the class. But when the
teacher came back from leave he created some confusions and frusrated us .We had no option but to restart our program from home in the chicken run.We would give them food before releasing them to go to their homes.

Three qualified to go to secondary school but the parents failed to meet the expenses.My daughter is the Secretary of Zambia Nation Association for the Handcapped in the province. She was one time hired by the local university to teach sign language to interested teachers as well as medical personnel. Except for my son ,my three daughters and us sign for the deaf at christian meetings.

So when icame across your website i was impressed, touched and there and then wanted to be part of it. I have read the State Chapter. The major problem here in zambia is with the parents of deaf children.Generally here in Africa when you send your child to school you expect him in return to come and look after you. So when some one
knows that the child is deaf they do not care sending them to school thinking that it is a waste of resources.The parents/family do not want to learn sign language. Now when they have a problem with the child they call on us to mediate. The general public also is a problem, they think that the deaf are not normal.The education system is bad, providing few schools for the deaf. Most of the deaf live in rural
areas and dont go to school because of the distances involved. Some are orphans and come from poor families. I am sure your organisation can do something about the deaf in Zambia or Africa as a whole.

As a family we are prepared to work with you to see how we can help the deaf in Africa. But i must confess that the sign language that we learnt is inferior to the one we see in video tapes, so we need help in this regard.
Hoping to hear from you soon.
Isaac and family

*Letter #2: Leeane sends the following email to all founding members of the International Coalition of Parents of Children who are Deaf or Hard of Hearing*
AT H&V, we get requests routinely for support, resources and information from folks all over the world. This one from Isaac is probably the most detailed to date, and my heart wrenches for a lack of ability to respond at the level where it could really help him. Surely this is just one more reason why we need the ICOP, so
there is some sort of unified vision by those of us who may be able to lend support at least thru some sort of combined effort and pooling of knowledge. What can any of us do for the folks in Zambia?

*I had just finished reading THE UNHEARD by Josh Swiller and had corresponded with him a couple of times, so I decided to "make him aware" of this letter (your basic "throw up a prayer shot" - I mean how could little old American Mamma in Tuscany help a couple in Zambia?)*
Letter #3 Superhero Swiller responds by copying me a letter he writes to his Peace Corps contact in Zambia:

Hi Cindy (and Jodi)

Long time since we've spoken last. I hope all is going amazingly well down in Zambia.

Cindy, I recall that after Peace Corps Kenya program was suspended, there was talk of moving part of the signing deaf program to Zambia.
Is that still happening? Here's why I'm wondering: attached is a letter from a remarkable hearing man in Ndola who'd like to learn more sign so that he can teach the deaf, children and adults. The interest is there, the framework is there, all they need is some instruction.
I seem to remember that Peace Corps training center is now in Ndola as well (back when I served, it was in Kabwe). If it is, and if the deaf program is operating, this seems like a perfect fit.

If not, do you know who else I could contact?

Thank you!

Be well,


Josh


*At this point (sweating) I seriously consider hopping a plane and taking a certain course at Gallaudet*

Letter #4 Cindy replies:

Hi Josh,

Nice to hear from you!

We now have 4 deaf ed Volunteers in Zambia. They transferred to Zambia during the temporary suspension of the program in Kenya, to help us pilot a special project. (BTW, Kenya is now back up and running.)Our training site has been moved to Chongwe district, around 45 minutes outside of Lusaka.

The deaf ed Volunteers may have some ideas for your question, since they are now working with Zambian counterpart NGOs that may know about opportunities for him to learn sign. I'll pass your email on to them.

So any update on a possible trip to Zambia??

Cindy

*FREAKING UNBELIEVABLE*

It gets better. Leeanne in the meantime, forwards me an email from an RIT student named Christie who is interested in moving to Italy to help create a Hands and Voices Chapter here.

*Guess where Christie was writing from?...Dublin*
*Smile*

A bit discombobulated (and-not or *smile*) from lashing rain and a thirty minute walk, I meet Christie in front of the Hard Rock Cafe in Dublin, and we go to have a coffee to discuss her many brilliant ideas. While we are speaking, I tell her about this email correspondence, and she tells me...
She has a friend working in Kenya for the Peace Corps.

Unbelievable.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Giovanni and the Ladies: Dublin

Here I am at an Internet Cafe writing next to two gentleman who are um...shady, and an Irish lassie outside on the street just flipped off someone who cut her off and told him off using very unladylike terminology.

LOVE DUBLIN!

Okay, I don't know where to begin, but if I don't write it down now, I'll forget all of it, so for those of you- and you know who you are- who told me to take fifteen days off from blogging...be satisfied that I lasted this long. *smile*

I sat between two of my six students Giovanni and Susanna on the planeride over to Dublin. It was Susanna's first flight ever (nice of her mom to allow her to share that special moment with me, right?)and at one point she began seriously shaking so I held her hand and tried to calm her down (she was so panicking that I almost had a panic attack there with her). Giovanni, tdc that he was, began talking about plane crashes. I hit him. He shut up.

Well, we made it to Dublin in one piece and the cute little taxi driver was there waiting for us, loaded our bags and we were on our way. As he zipped us around Dublin, he gave me an education, taught me some Gaelic (Irish) "Ceol" somethin' "Crack" which means Music and Fun, but in American English sounds like "Crack is cool" and asked me if I was free later that evening. I said no...thank you. He dropped us at Trinity Hall and went upon his leprechaun way.

1. After twenty hours of Dublin weather, I gave up, threw the straightening iron out the window and threw my hair in a ponytail. Dublin = Permanent Bad Hairday.

2. Giovanni is hunting for girls, and my girls are hunting for boys...they are not concentrating on their studies. Obviously, I am assisting them in their endeavors.

3. I took my group to their first Irish Pub, which was empty, sat them down and made them order Cokes as I ordered my first pint of Guinness. Then, I went to the bathroom. When I came back, my Guiness was gone. lol.
4. Thursday night I went out with the Group Leaders to the Center of Dublin, had my first Fat Frog, danced and was in bed by 4 am...I'm still recuperating.

5. I played Giovanni in ping pong and told him if he lost I would get to give him a makeover with very colorful eyeliner and lipstick. Obviously, I crushed him, (my cousins and I used to play ping pong every single family holiday) but I let him go about the makeover...for now.

6. Dormitory food is universally horrendous. We order pizza at midnight...between that, the Guinness, and the rain, I'll be returning a whale.

7. Visited the Hugh Lane Museum and got emotional looking at some of the paintings.

8. Visited the National Museum yesterday and saw this:(Jung) (Bello)
9. Barry, one of the University guides told me he went streaking across the golf course last night at 5 am...(Damn good thing I took the night off last night!)
10. Tried to access my blog from a computer at a pub a couple of nights ago and the computer denied me access...apparently, my blog is not for children.


*WTF?*

As an interesting aside, Leeanne from Hands and Voices sent me an email a month ago about a hard of hearing college student living in Dublin who was interested in moving to Italy to start up a Hands and Voices Chapter. Does anyone else find it strange that I just happened to be going to Dublin a month later? Well, we met yesterday at a cafe in Temple Bar and spoke for a couple of hours. She is an amazing person, who goes to RIT and is ready to take on the world. My kind of girl. Ironically, she has a deaf friend who is working for the Peace Corp in Africa...Zambia, I believe. *smile*