Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Sunday was our last day in Senegal

Sunday was our last day in Senegal and a good day to reflect on the events of the past 9 days. As a first time mission volunteer I feel really blessed to have gone on this mission. I was glad to see the hands of God in the life of the church in Senegal. I met the most amazing people with big hearts and smiles. The people were very open and eager to learn despite our lack of fluency in either French or Wolof but they made it work. I want to thank our hosts the Methodist Church in Senegal for their hospitality: Thank you from the depths of my heart.

L to R: Christine, Paulette, Charissa, Catherine, Yetunde
The Sunday worships were the best, the presence of God could be felt in the sanctuary. The hymns and choruses sounded so much different in French and for the first time I realized that God was really truly multilingual. I thought to myself Yoruba music always felt like the best praise but French was out of this world. I felt lifted by every song even the familiar ones- "Blessed Assurance" and "Jesus Loves Me This I Know" all had a new meaning. The message by Pastor Valentin was also different and rang through even with translation by David.

As I reflect back, this experience has shown me the God is the same always. He does not change and he continues to provide for us all. He is real and omnipresent even in the remote towns and villages in Senegal and his love is ever real. I pray that our presence in Dakar- Senegal was a blessing and a testimony to the greatness of God.

Yetunde

Monday, March 19, 2018

Saturday

Goree Island town square baobab tree
Saturday was a leisure and packing-prep day. In order to prep for packing, some serious shopping was in order--some lovely silver earrings in an out-of-Africa non-tourist market: down a side street, down some stairs to an alley to a small shop with limited selection, but where Karen Ujereh buys her "good stuff". She demanded the shopkeeper give the "best price" for "her sisters" and they negotiated good-naturedly. Everyone came away with treasures at an excellent price for artisan jewelry.

Shopping here is quite an experience.  Americans are not used to bargaining,  except for high stakes like cars and homes. Both buyer and seller should come away satisfied, and you don't want to negotiate so hard you deprive the merchant of the wherewithal to feed her family. Plus, once you purchase something you are an even more attractive lure for merchants.

Goree Island - the
"Door of No Return"
We were really put to the test on Goree Island, a UNESCO Heritage tourist site (trap) which has a dubiously authentic slave trading building (it seems likely there was, but the scholarly argument is to what extent.) We had a knowledgeable guide whose English was good but heavily accented. He told us his name was "What". I'm not sure if he was serious. In any case, it was a lovely afternoon until we "missed the boat". No, we didn't miss it, but it was full after they let all the shopkeepers on while making us wait. So we stood in line for 20 minutes hoping to get on, then for another 90 minutes while the ferry returned to Dakar to unload, reload and return. We were exhausted, and not happy campers by the time we got back to the hotel--and had to pack! But we had a quiet dinner on the patio overlooking the ocean before going to bed and sleeping soundly, looking forward (though somewhat reluctantly) to our last day in Dakar.

CAM

Friday, March 16, 2018

Friday

Friday we had an opportunity to visit a couple of rural villages.

Pounding millet
Catherine spoke to the United Methodist Women in Pointe Sarene. After completing the business coaching, we hit the road toward Mbassis.
After 40 minutes on dirt roads and paths, we arrived at a very isolated village. The children were demonstrating the pounding of millet so it can be added to the traditional meal. The church serves 33 children including several special needs children who did not appear to have family caring for them.

One little boy in particular appears to be two years old. He does not speak or walk, but seemed to interact with the pastor and us. Though he was not keen on looking at strangers, he did finally turn to the camera. Sadly, this little boy is actually four years old. Without the love and food provided by this small rural church family, it is doubtful this beautiful child would even be alive.
Feeding program


All too soon we needed to leave. We left before dusk as we may not have found our way back to the road system in the dark. As we passed clusters of huts, the children would yell out to us and wave.

Church at Pointe Sarene
It is such a blessing to be in Senegal. To see the children and parents smile and express their joy for us visiting them, is beyond measure. Thank you for your prayerful support of our journey.

Charissa Shawcross

Thursday

Catherine with the Community Health Workers
Thursday was our final day of teaching for Community Health Workers. We reviewed snakebites and spent some time on skits about good and bad relationships, including those between CHWs and clients. The "bad relationships" were hilarious.

Meanwhile, Catherine spent the morning working her magic on the pastors. Tough crowd, but they soon realized she had important tips for them and they warmed up. She trained the CHWs after lunch--by then everyone was exhausted but Charissa and I could hear the difference in their voices from the next room as we shared a cup of coffee. This training is really universal.

The pastors and Catherine
We had dinner with David and Solange--She prepared beef and chicken and lamb and meatballs and rice and potatoes and beans and cabbage--and I'm sure I forgot a few things. It was delightful to relax with them in their home.

And delightful to get back to the hotel early. The traffic in Dakar is much worse than it ever was--except for the year that they were replacing all the roads. There are still no traffic lights but we occasionally see gendarmes directing traffic--or just watching by the side of the roads.

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Catherine describes her experiences


When a married father in Senegal dies, each of his sons inherits a full share of his estate. Each daughter gets half a share. Each wife? An eighth of a share.

About 20% of Senegalese women have paid employment, and they’re taxed at a higher rate than men. Child allowances go only to men, because they’re considered the head of the household.

At the Women's Skills Program
Fewer than half of the women in Senegal are literate. Husbands, fathers, brothers, even uncles have rights over women and what those women earn or produce.

And yet, in much of Senegal, increasing numbers of women are supporting themselves and their children. They’re running farms and shops and scrounging for jobs because the men they’d be depending on have left for Europe in a desperate effort to find work.

So Senegalese women need skills. And jobs. Education. And a voice.

Catherine and David
That’s what brought me to Senegal. A chance to support women in developing that voice along with the personal presence to be heard and counted.

The young women and girls in EMUS’s Women’s Skills Program are preparing for jobs at hotels, restaurants, and dress shops. Some plan to start their own couture businesses. They’re well on their way to the cooking and sewing skills that will get them there.

But here’s the rub. Most of them are so timid they can barely introduce themselves to a stranger. How will they talk to customers? Or to prospective employers? How do they position themselves as the best for the job?

How can they possibly persuade someone to pay them what their work is worth in a culture where bargaining is the norm...when they have no idea how to articulate their value?

Role play
Those are some of the questions we tackled together. Shyly, even fearfully at first. But with increasing confidence as we worked. Even the youngest and most timid learned to introduce herself and offer the reasons she’d be the best choice for a position.

Young women who will graduate soon showed off their new ability in some role plays, discovering how challenging it can be to connect with a customer and, with some help, finding ways to be more persuasive.

Rama teaches them sewing—and they do beautiful work. Now she’ll also continue to coach them in the communication skills we’ve begun so that by graduation they’ll be ready for job interviews and connecting with clients.

I’ve been lucky enough to do some work with the United Methodist Women here too—they are a delightful group. Some have jobs, some have small enterprises of their own, some have husbands who support them. Most have children. And all of them are looking for a way to make an impact at church.

We unleashed some powerful voices in our afternoons together.

These women learned to take a stand...literally. To be grounded, with their posture open and expansive. To use Power Poses to develop confidence. To look someone in the eye and say what they mean. To amplify each other’s voices so that all of them get more respect and have more influence in church affairs.

They spoke with passion and power about their goals for their church. And about their personal goals for playing a more substantive role in the church.

I’ve done similar training with countless groups of professional women. I’ve never encountered participants more grateful for every bit of learning.

It would be shocking if executives in a corporate workshop were to stand up and thank God for bringing me to them. That was my experience at Eglise Methodiste Unie au Senegal.

However blessed the United Methodist Women felt, I was doubly blessed. I’m grateful for every bit of this experience.


Monday, March 12, 2018

First report from the March 2018 trip to Senegal

Students
After a relaxing weekend (including a traditional Senegalese Christian (if that is not an oxymoron) wedding, Team Senegal had our first day of classes.

The health team had 8 students (4 left and 2 new ones came at the end of the day)and learned about skin cancer and other skin diseases from Charissa, after a review of their recent activities. We shared a delicious traditional (not an oxymoron! ) lunch with them and afterwards Yutende shared with them information on the physical and psychological effects of addiction along with a discussion of depression.

Catherine and David
Meanwhile, Catherine wrangled almost 20 Senegalese teenagers in the women's skills group and probably would have walked out had there not been 2-3 older women in the class who could model how one would speak to a potential customer or employer. We'll see how they do with their homework tonight...

Hello, lunch!!!
The afternoon was much easier and a lot more fun with United Methodist Women, who were very enthusiastic about the program and are eager to continue tomorrow. David was an excellent interpreter and didn't seem to intimidate any of them, not even Solange, his wife.

After a delicious "fish and frites" dinner prepared by Women's Skills, we returned to the hotel for a shower and sleep.

We all agreed it was an auspicious start to our training program and are eager to continue tomorrow. 
Charissa leading the class
Thanks to all who are supporting us. You are also doing God's work to bring peace and justice to the world.
Blessings

Carol Meynen

Sunday, March 13, 2016

Last day

After we bade goodbye to the CHWS we had some time to rest, then returned for a gala evening at the church mission for dinner, fish & frites and salad, and of course yassa. It wasn't served until 9pm and we were pretty tired by the time we were done and planning to be up early to go to Goree Island, and then Christine brought in patisserie and chocolates that Catherine and Jim had ordered to celebrate our last evening.  All the children were there as well and they sang a song Catherine had taught them and then we all enjoyed cake while we watched two fantastic videos Joe had made about our mission, complete with music and of course photos of all we had done. He will give us copies to bring home with us. We didn't  get back to bed until midnight.

And then we were up at 7am to go to Goree. We barely made it on the boat--I think the young woman guard was trying to impress David Makobo, and let us on even though they first told us the boat was full. It was a beautiful day, the ferry ride was smooth and aside from the annoying street vendors, our day at Goree was delightful. I was finally able to hear the complete guided tour, which was excellent, but we were all pretty tired out by the time we got to the hotel and were able to enjoy our showers. Catherine and Jim chose not to join us--I can't imagine the overnight return trip without a shower. I can hardly understand why the hotels make you check out at 10 am when none of the flights leave before 8pm. We had a mistake with our flight reservations, so Charissa and Edie are going to stay an extra two nights. I hope they'll let us borrow their shower before we go Monday.
Church service at Nord Foire UMC in Dakar
Charissa, Deb, Edie, Kathe and I plan to go to the EMUS church service at Nord Foire tomorrow,  then probably spend the rest of our time here relaxing on the beach or by the pool. Charissa will help Christine if her accounting software from GBGM gets here, and I'm sure Edie can keep busy offering PT evaluations and instruction to all the church staff - it appears that they don't even have a term for physical therapy.

After church with Bill Gibson, Gwen Gibson, and Joe Bleck
This was an incredible trip. I am sure we will all be in tears when we leave, everybody has been so wonderful. Of course, they always are, but they are really family for me now. They keep saying that when we come back next time they hope they will be in the new church. I told them I will come back and I will find them, wherever they are.

CAM