Sunday, November 29, 2015

Time means nothing

Wow. It sure has been a while since I've posted on here, but I knew this was the best place to share and ask for support.

I'm currently raising money to help provide a scholarship for Ifra. Ifra is from an area near the Kenya/Ethiopian boarder that has been plagued by tribal violence. She frequently had to cross into Ethiopia to escape violence, and missed school to help take care of her siblings. But despite all that she worked hard to keep her grades high and was able to get an opportunity at Daraja.

Looking back on my own education, which at this point spans 22 years of school, I'm humbled by the stark difference in the way I valued education growing up compared to Ifra. In elementary school I struggled with the emergence of my OCD and frequently missed class to avoid it. In middle and high school I saw school something keeping me from doing the things I really wanted to do. I spiraled and my grades showed it, but looking back I know that the fact that I "had" to go to school every day probably saved my life and kept me out of even more trouble. My senior year in high school was the first time I even began to care about my education, and I thought it might be too late. Obviously since I've gotten my head on straight I have spent the last 12 years working my ass off for my education. Over the last six years, Daraja has repeatedly given me hope and a sense of purpose when I needed it. Many of my friends and family have supported me and the Daraja girls along our journey.

186 people liked this post I made about passing the boards:
That means at least 186 of my facebook friends support my education. It might have been difficult for me to get this far, but it's nothing compared to the persistence and dedication that Ifra puts towards her education. If 186 people donated $10 each we could get this girl her scholarship. I know that the holiday season is a difficult time financially for everyone. $10 goes incredibly far in Kenya.

Please consider donating or sharing this link. CLICK HERE!

Time is running out!

Asante Sana!

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Graduation 2013

    In the summer of 2009 I quit my job and left for Kenya. I had just been rejected from medical school, and was totally lost. I found this quote around that time, and I think about it often:

  "All men should strive
to learn before they die 
what they are running from, and to, and why."
~James Thurber

     My Uncle Jack likes to say his life is split into "volume one" and "volume two", and I'm in the same boat. Those closest to me know that the first 16 years of my life were full of physically, emotionally, and spiritually difficult. I was selfish and self centered to the extreme. The last ten years have been miracle upon miracle, and a large part of that is Daraja Academy. When I say these girls give me hope, they know that I mean it.

     I remember arriving at Daraja to 26 bright smiles. I didn't even know their names but they hugged me and welcomed me to Daraja Academy, the first free secondary school for Kenyan girls. In a few short hours those girls will wake up and prepare for graduation day. On my first trip these girls were just discovering that they were stronger than their circumstances. They now know for sure what it means to be a "woman of integrity, strength, and hope".

    To the outsider it might seem that we have nothing in common. We look different and come from vastly different backgrounds, but we know the truth. These girls are my spiritual counterparts- they are my heart. So if you girls are reading this (now that there is internet at Daraja!), I hope you know that you have changed every fiber of my being. You make me whole. I know that even if our paths diverge at this point, we will walk along knowing each night that we have the same stars above us and the same spark inside of us. I love you to the moon and back (and forth and back and forth...) I'm living my dreams because you showed me it was possible - now get out there and change the world!

 Daraja is a force. These girls are not only the future of Kenya, but a shining example of how hard work and faith in your abilities can move mountains - or in our case, build bridges.

Daraja means bridge, and WE ARE DARAJA! 




Monday, June 25, 2012

Time Flies...

A year ago today I went home to Kenya, a day later than I was due to arrive. I can’t believe it has been a year, I can’t believe I’m not going back this summer. Instead of dwelling on how incredibly sad I am today, I wanted to post some videos and pictures that I haven’t posted before. Cheesy people say home is where the heart is, but I know quite a few people who have half their hearts at Daraja and half in the US (plus one Canadian – Hi Pamela!) Daraja is the only place that could take me away from New York, and New York the only place that could make me leave Daraja. I’m sure I will be begging for fundraising help some time soon, but for now I’m looking for anyone who has support my past trips to consider helping me with a project!! Since I feel incredibly guilty that I can’t be there this summer, I’m making a video about my life in New York to send to the girls at Daraja. The girls have been posting youtube videos about life at Daraja, and I think it would be great to have Daraja supports send them some videos! I know they would LOVE to hear from all of you, so consider making a short video clip about yourself and your love for Daraja and send it to me! I could also use some video editing advice! All men should strive to learn before they die what they are running from, and to, and why. ~James Thurber

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Cultural Humility


It has been an unfortunately long time since I have last visited this blog. Lately I see the link on my bookmark bar and cringe, not wanting to acknowledge it or address how uncomfortable it is not knowing when I will make it back to Kenya. When I left last fall I thought for sure I would return this summer, continue my educational curriculum, work on setting up a more organized way to get new students tested for HIV/AIDS. But here we are in April, and I have no plans. Lots of dreams but no plans.

The unfortunate reality of this kind of work is there is just not enough money in the world. And it sucks that something financial could keep me from doing what I believe in, but you can only beg people for money so many times before it starts to be embarrassing... I'm finishing up classes and preparing to graduate, my thesis is done, my manuscript working it's way towards being published. In a perfect world the Gates Foundation would call me up and tell me that they like my project and want to give me a grant to continue, but so far that hasn't happened. Fields like Public Health bring very little fame, glory, or money to people who select them. But I promise to let you know if I get a call from Mr. Gates...

Anyway, I didn't mean to turn this into a Debbie Downer post. I was reading for one of my classes (Community Organizing andCommunity Building for Health, Minkler) and was really inspired but the authors discussion of "Cultural Humility". In my experiences over the past few years I have had a hard time explaining myself and why I want to do this. The reading described the process of working with communities that you are not a part of, and how often our effectiveness depends on the ability to toe the line between being a member and a visitor. Many companies have tried to institute a policy of "cultural competence", some ideal endpoint where we understand everything about each other. For me it has been this experience of "cultural humility", I just didn't know what to call it. Cultural humility is the commitment to self evaluation, understanding that we can never truly become competent in another's culture. We can "demonstrate humility in our outsider status" and be open to learning and trying our best in cross-race or cross-ethnic interactions.

For those of you who have followed this blog, you might remember a particularly cruel comment I got this summer about how my trip was promoting "white privilege". I think part of what made that so hurtful was that my entire experience in this work has been a lesson in humility, and I have never pretended that I belong to these cultures I have visited. But I have emphasized that my purpose in all of this is to ignore race when possible and respect it when necessary.

Social justice is the foundation of public health, and this often contrasts with the dominant American world view. There is an increasing need for professionals in all fields who believe in the benefit that society will gain from its increasing heterogeneity. I've said it before and I will say it again - find a cause that inspires you and work your ass off for it. It WILL change your life.

"The very least you can do with your life is to figure out what to hope for. And the most you can do is to live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof." - Barbara Kingsolver (American Dreams)

Thursday, December 1, 2011

World AIDS Day 2011


If you have read this blog you know that HIV/AIDS awareness is something I feel very strongly about. I spent ten weeks this past summer working to educate and reduce the stigma around getting tested and being HIV positive. Today is World AIDS day, a day meant to raise awareness and demonstrate international solidarity. The World Health Organization (WHO) has given us the theme of "Getting to Zero". Zero new HIV infections. Zero discrimination. Zero AIDS related deaths by 2015. THE ONLY WAY to make this happen is through education, understanding, and getting tested.

Of the people infected with HIV in the US, the CDC estimates nearly 21% are unaware that they are infected. This statistic is even more startling in adolescents - more than 50% of HIV infected adolescents in the US do not know their status.

I am BEGGING you to get tested. If you can't do it for yourself, do it for your partner. Or your family. Or me.

The National HIV and STD testing resources website : www.hivtest.org

Text your zip code to the number KNOWIT (566984) and receive local testing centers.

If you don't know, now you know.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I know it has been a while!

Hi All!!!

I am BEGGING for your help. If you can spare $10 (or more!) please consider vonating to Daraja and give these girls a chance to win the Nike Girl Effect Challenge! This could be a life changer for Daraja, and you all know these girls deserve it! Click the link below to donate or text GIVE 8946 to 80088 to vonate $10!

http://www.globalgiving.org/projects/provide-an-education-for-exceptional-kenyan-girls/

CHANGE LIVES.

Friday, September 2, 2011

A Metaphor For Life

Yesterday I went into town early with a sick student and then taught a class at the hospital about Malaria with Nurse Jacinta. The class went well, the students are nursing students from Action Aid Denmark. I had a break for a few hours before a CME (continuing medical education) class back at the hospital. I walked into town and bummed around for a while, eating and buying some presents to bring home. I hung around with the boys for a little while, they are coming to Daraja tomorrow to have some good meals before they go off to school. These boys are amazing, street boys that are number one in their class!

I had to head back to Cottage around 4 pm so I hopped on a Boda Boda (a motorcycle taxi) since I had so many bags. And then it rained... HARD. The driver started screaming "I'm getting wet!!", DUH IT'S RAINING! I had to pay him triple the price and I was SOAKED. Thankfully Jacinta lives at the hospital so I ran to her house and she was nice enough to give me some dry clothes.

On a motorcycle, without a helmet, in the rain, in Kenya. That is a metaphor for my life!

Today I woke up early and went for a run, appreciating the view and trying to remember where my feet are. They are hear in Kenya, so I hope to enjoy it for the next few days!

It is also my 25th birthday! I can't believe the life I have, I am so grateful for this life!