Wednesday, January 31, 2024

January Work, Retreats, Celebrations, Travel Restrictions

Staff Gena celebration day
If I had known I would be sitting here for the better part of a day with a draining phone battery, I might have started writing this sooner. I am currently sitting on the 11th floor of the Ethiopian Customs Authority waiting, hoping to see the Head Commissioner (highest ranking official in the customs authority) to get approval to import our new Landcruiser which is currently stuck in Djibouti. The couch is comfortable and at this point, everyone but Wonde and I have left. That we are having to do this at all is perplexing. Every office we stopped at for permission to import confirmed that all of our paperwork was in order and we should have no reason to be blocked from importing. But at the border, they are insisting on a letter from the Head Commissioner before the car can be released. We have been to many offices on our way, everyone happily affirming us, but no one actually giving us the signed letter we need.

This is my third visit to this place. We thought we had accomplished our goal Monday when the Deputy Commissioner reviewed our documentation and said all was in order and that she would write the letter—but to ‘come back tomorrow’. Wonde stopped by the next 3 days only to find the unsigned letter on the desk of a lower functionary waiting for some other level of approval. Today, Friday we came back and took the 4-day-old letter off the desk and back to the Deputy Commissioner (our putative ally and friend), who said she would send it up to the desk of the head commissioner.

Meanwhile, I am wondering how this country processes thousands of containers of imports per day if an NGO importing one vehicle requires clearance from the highest official in the land.

6pm Friday, the Commissioner comes out and tells us she has decided to refer the matter to the Ministry of Finance for guidance (though she can find nothing wrong with our documents and duty paid.)…

A new day (actually several days later). It is the last day of January and needless to say, despite several visits to the Ministry of Finance now, we are no closer to getting the car, but do have the happy nods and affirmations of officials to say that there does not seem to be any problem with our paperwork—but no one seems to have authority to give us the final permission demanded by a person at the border who has decided not to let the car in. Again, the lesson I continually learn from bureaucracies in Africa: Absolutely anyone involved in a process has the authority to stop it, but there is no one with authority to move it all the way to completion.

Since it is the end of January there is a lot to report on the past month. The last entry was written shortly after our return from a retreat and vacation in Kenya and Tanzania. Since then we returned just in time for David to start school. Oren, on the other hand, had another week with us before he left. That was good because we had to get him an exit permit since he was still on a resident visa from when he lived with us.

I could write another long discussion about the nightmare it was for Wonde and Oren to get the exit permit at immigration. It involved about 3 trips, and me basically reuploading all the legal documents of our country program and partner agreements to show that indeed we were an INGO working in Ethiopia (since the 1970s!). But he did succeed and was only briefly held up at immigration at the airport. It really did stress him out a lot, the prospect of being delayed leaving the country. But he has been back for 3 weeks now and has returned to William and Mary for his second semester.

We have returned back to another busy season of work. Although in the current political/economic season Ethiopia is in, it is hard not to feel a vague sense of dread about our work here—like it could all be undone very quickly. Multiple crises are overlapping, some natural, like drought in the north of the country that is causing near-famine conditions in some parts of Tigray. But the over 30% inflation for the rest of the country is making everyone poorer (and thinner). There is active conflict in the Amhara region where our major food security projects are, and we cannot even visit them by road or flight (in Gojjam). Oromia region has also recently become more and more unstable with the OLA militia engaged in what has been described as an ‘epidemic’ of kidnappings. Most organizations have security advisories not to travel there at all. Since the Oromia region surrounds Addis it makes going out of town feel risky. We can call ahead, but we have not been out to visit any projects there for the past 3 months.

On top of this, one can gather by my above writings on visits to the customs and immigration offices that the government has been largely dysfunctional as far as providing necessary services. Many of us have had to spend hours or even days trying to complete very simple services for our organization. This mainly falls on Wonde our logistics officer.

The other big responsibility we have had since our return is to complete the recruitment and hiring process for a new Food Security Programs Manager. Having Mesfin depart is hard, he was an excellent FS manager, so good that he is now going to be managing at a higher level one of our Global Affairs Canada-funded programs that is spread across several partners and countries. We are happy for him to get this promotion, but finding someone new is hard. We have largely completed the process now having put out a call, pared down multiple applicants, interviewed finalists and we are about to make a decision this week.

We have also had many meetings with visitors from some of our back donors like Canadians Food Grains Bank and have been doing a lot of relational work with them and partners as the new GAC Nature Positive program was launched this month. It is a huge grant for 2 of our partners, but has required a lot of work to be sure all the parts (especially the money) flow smoothly from the start.

The situation is complicated by the fact that both implementing partners are working in zones that have recently been affected by conflict which has created problems with movement on the roads at a critical time.

Despite all of this, we have had some opportunities for some leisure and relational activities with our staff. In fact, this is our third year of organizing the annual  Gena (Orthodox Christmas) party for all of our staff and their families. This is a huge event as we have 11 staff and most are married with many children. Last year we went to this kind of resort park with soccer/volleyball/horses/ a pool/ and games like ping-pong, foosball, pool, etc. It is a lot of fun if you like athletics. There were about 40 of us in attendance in all. We rented a small bus and took the trip about 20 minutes out of Addis city limits. We had a blast there. The sports highlight was a huge football match with all the staff and older kids participating. David and I and Rebecca played as well. Everyone participated in multiple games. This was right after our return from Tanzania so Oren was still here and he and Barry played multiple games of chess. It was good to see them commiserate on College classes as well.

We had a huge meal together then coffee and a big gift exchange. Our predecessors left a good list of all staff kids and their ages and we did a good job of bringing stuff from the US and Tanzania to give to everyone. We returned home in the late afternoon. I did see one group of armed men there, it was a group of Oromo militia, who came and played ping pong. It is hard not to be wary of every situation these days

The following weekend we had an office staff retreat at a resort about 45 minutes out of town—a resort with a waterpark called Kiriftu. It is supposed to be really nice. We stayed over 2 nights with office staff families and their kids, a smaller group. It was actually quite fun as well. The water in the water park was quite cold, and to conserve power they would run a few rides at a time, but I did go on all of the slides, which were excellent as well as the wave pool.

For the staff kids, it was unworldly fun. They loved it and had never experienced anything like a waterslide. Most could not swim so Rebecca did help several of them with swim lessons in a pool the second day we were there.

We returned home on Saturday and found we had arrived right at the end of the Timket celebration (Orthodox Baptism of Jesus celebration). The celebration involves enormous parades from every Orthodox church to meeting places. They construct enormous tabots (temple-shaped structures to hold the arc of the covenant). There can be more than a kilometer of choirs and priests marching before the tabot coming from every church. The tabots look like large floats like medium-sized houses that are rolled down the roads at the end of the processions. Usually, red carpets are laid in front of them. Roads are closed until they have finished which can take several hours.

Needless to say, my car arrived perfectly timed to be fully caught between closed roads, so we spent an hour or so just watching the parades go by. It can be quite entertaining if you don’t need to go to the bathroom after driving for a couple hours.

Since returning to Addis we have heard more and more stories about kidnappings in Oromia, including in the town where we just had the office staff retreat. Our church retreat scheduled there in 2 weeks has been canceled, at least the part held out of town. It is a very sad time here, and the sense of lawlessness gives one a sense that the country is becoming ungovernable. We keep most of what we hear secret. It is not a time to speak one’s mind.

The last celebration worthy of note was International Day. A tradition at Bingham School. It is a chance for every nationality represented at the school to have a booth to share foods and other cultural traditions as well as a flag parade and different stage events. Rebecca and I helped out at the American booth, I oversaw cornhole games and we led several line dances that were a really big hit with the attendees. 








Wednesday, January 10, 2024

Renew: seeing life from a fresh angle

Renew Conference participants

Happy New Year, everyone! And Melkam Gena to all those who celebrated Orthodox Christmas this year on January 7! We are now en route back to Addis Ababa, following an active and restful holiday in Arusha and Nairobi. The flights between points in East Africa are a bit too short to finish a blog entry, but I’ll give it a go. (note, Wednesday night -- I totally failed. Flight too short!!)

Our first stop was the Brackenhurst Conference Center, in the tea fields outside of Nairobi. We met a fellow traveler at the airport, Rohan, who was just in from the UK to lead the teens' group at the Renew Conference. It was super to have a chance to get to know him right away on the hour's drive out of town. He’s still in Uni and just a few years older than Oren, also kind of a Third Culture Adult, with Indian origins, growing up in a highly diverse neighborhood in South London. He and Oren had lots to talk about and it was delightful to hear more about his background, and his excitement about being in Africa for the first time.

Brackenhurst grounds, kids connecting

When we arrived at Brackenhurst, everyone hit the ground running. Oren and David immediately found their best buddies from Arusha, Harry and Sam, and started playing spikeball with a group of teens. Paul had lots of old friends to greet and I needed to meet with the Renew planning committee (to finish planning!) before the conference started. We were a small committee, just 5 on the ground this year, so there was a lot for each of us to do to keep things running and hopefully prevent other people from noticing how homegrown the conference really is.

Winning youth trivia team

My dear friend Katie did an amazing job of coordinating the kids’ team and keeping them on track, though that kept her out of the main sessions too much. The fact that we had a kids’ team at all this year was really a miracle and an answer to prayer. As we were planning the conference throughout 2023, we had good leads for teams that kept falling through. By October, we still had no team at all, and only 20 people registered for the conference. We were on the verge of canceling the conference completely but decided to give it two more weeks. During that time, we prayed for (and worked at) at least 70 registrations and a team on board.

Renew conference youth

By the beginning of November, it all happened. In fact, I was able to recruit 4 short-term MCC volunteers based in Kenya, and Rohan came from the UK. But they weren’t self-funded which gave us quite a bit of stress to figure out how to cover food, lodging and airfare. We are starting NOW to work on identifying a self-funded kids’ team for 2024, a team with experience running a Christian discipleship program for kids and teens. It is really a unique mission opportunity to serve families in mission and Christian service, with international kids who may not have much good input on their unique identity in Christ and who need to begin to build their own faith experience separate from their Christian parents.  If you have a lead for us on this, please do be in touch!

I am so thankful that we were able to have over 80 people attend this year’s conference because there was truly a sense of the presence of the Holy Spirit over the whole 5 days, in a way that seemed extra special and unique to this year. Our main speaker and his wife were Philip and Linda Byler, a doctor and nurse couple who had served with AIM for many years in East and Central Africa. His messages really focused our minds and hearts on Jesus in a very simple but deep way. How can we experience the joy of following Jesus in our every day moments, not just alpha and omega, but every step in between. He really had a good grasp of the kinds of realities we face in our work – sudden tragedy, reassignment to less appealing positions, balancing ministry, and the well-being of children. It was very nurturing to listen to his meditations on these things and also share thoughts in small groups.

Watchnight service worship

My main responsibility during the conference was to make sure we had good times of worship that connected well with such a diverse community. It was a lovely challenge. I was especially thankful for teens who joined me in the mornings: three Taylor kids playing instruments, sometimes David singing with his friend Sam, and Oren or Paul clicking PowerPoint slides. Katie, Mike, and another Rebecca also joined in during various sessions. I had a quite unique experience of feeling carried by the Holy Spirit this time so that people received rest and encouragement through the worship. I don't take that for granted or take credit for that. Any gifts we may use are not for ourselves.


We also had good times for recreation and fellowship. One afternoon, we took our annual walk through the tea fields to an old English colonial homestead, still offering tea tours and actual afternoon tea. I’m always glad for the time to walk alongside a new person for a while and have a good long conversation, as I did with Michele and Nicola that day. In the evening, Paul hosted a folk dance, which is always a fun time to build cooperation and have a lot of laughs. Our New Year’s Eve Day included lots of special events, with an afternoon of games, challenges and relays. In the evening we had a DIY talent show. Paul had a chance to share his month-long pursuit of bluegrass banjo, as we sang “Rainbow Connection.” David sang “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch,” astonishing everyone with his low voice. And then we closed out 2023 with a Watchnight service and then a midnight bonfire.

New Years Day games for littles

Renew Conference wrapped up after lunch on New Year’s Day – we were sad to have to say goodbye once again to new and old friends. The teens especially had really bonded with each other. But we moved on to make a brief but restful overnight visit to the Chege home. Wawa and Kristen, our supervisors, live quite close to Brackenhurst and so they made it so easy to come and spend the afternoon with them. We played some fun frisbee and lawn games in their yard, ate a delicious Mexican meal that we cooked together, and then played “hot seat” in the evening. They are a great family to hang out with, and what a privilege to feel that way about one’s supervisors! In the morning, Wawa even drove us to catch our shuttle bus at the airport!

Chege family hospitality

So, yes, we got on a coaster bus to make the trip south across the border to Arusha. What an easy trip this year, with extra seats in the back to spread out with our luggage (2 large instruments in tow). And when we arrived and the bus terminal, our former colleague Lucia was there to meet us in our old car. She’d bought it, and we were renting it for the week, in exchange for making some repairs. It was still running well enough! It makes such a difference to have a set of wheels to get around easily in Arusha, spread out as it is. We started our time with a delicious lunch at George’s, the kids’ favorite restaurant. Then we dropped off our stuff back at our old place at the Joshua Foundation. To be accurate, we rented the little 2-bedroom apartment that’s attached to our former home, but it really felt like coming home. 

MCC Tanzania reunion
That evening we met Lucia, her daughters, and our former colleague Chrispin for dinner at another favorite place, Andrews. The local barbeque nyama choma is always excellent and it was so good to see these former colleagues again. The kids have all grown, with Lucia’s oldest in boarding school already. We had a lot to catch up on, with family changes, remembering old work situations, and hearing about the work they are currently involved in running with an MCC partner.

On Wednesday, we needed a quiet morning to rest, take a nice run down the country road, do laundry, and I particularly enjoyed the chance to take some quiet walks around the compound with Oren, to talk about life. That was one of my favorite parts of living in Arusha, which we’ve found hard to replicate in Addis. It looked stormy in the afternoon, but we still headed out to Kilimanjaro Golf Club to meet the Taylors again. 

On the green,
impala and gazelle not pictured
Paul, David, and Mike golfed, while the other kids played games, and Katie and I took a long walk. It’s such a perfect place to feel at ease and to have a good chance to connect; the storm never hit. And we all converged back at the clubhouse for dinner, along with another family we’ve gotten to know at the Renew conference, with 4 boys. David really hit it off with their two oldest and all the kids played Spike ball non-stop on the lawn until it was too dark to see. This kind of relaxed time in a gracious outdoor setting is really what made us enjoy such a high quality of life in northern Tanzania.


On Thursday morning, I caught up with an old neighbor for a bit, and then we made a family outing to the west side of town. First, we took an hour to revisit the art gallery at Cultural Heritage Center. It’s such an interesting space, architecturally, and full of all kinds of artistic work, some of it quite brilliant. Engaging with art is another way to really open the mind and unclench – I’m glad Paul suggested it. We got some lunch nearby and then had to deal with the practicalities of a big shopping trip. We needed to finish buying Christmas gifts for our Ethiopian staff (the Christmas party is this coming Saturday). We also did a huge grocery shop for a seemingly endless list of things that are either not available in Addis or else way too expensive. High on that list: cheese, butter, cured pork products, olive oil, nuts and seeds, and rice noodles. Chocolate obviously. We prefer not to eat brown candle wax. In the evening, we met other Joshua Compound neighbors for residents’ dinner, another good catch-up with folks.

Jam session with Neil and Christy

On Friday I met a good friend Jodi for morning coffee and shared lots of news and perspectives, as women in our 50s with shifting family dynamics. It was very interesting to hear about her kids’ experience at boarding school and to consider what mission life looks like as an empty nester. And then we all went on to enjoy lunch with Neil and Christy Miller. They will be leaving Arusha this year, so it was our last time to see them in Tanzania, as far as we know. We share so many common experiences as long-time MCCers and Mennonites, and they are a very special couple to us. We even squeezed in a 30-minute jam session, all songs in the key of G for Paul! Neil is amazing, thinking up all these bluegrass tunes on the spot.


Our evening treat involved dropping our kids off at the Taylor home to fend for themselves, while we took Mike and Katie out for dinner at the Gran Melia hotel. More good time for sharing and considering life for all of us, in a beautiful spot with good food. I know the kids also thrive in these times of connection and game-playing. And so we sort of repeated it on Saturday, spending the afternoon and evening together, cooking, playing games, talking, and praying. We appreciate these friends so much.

Childcare during the sermon

On Sunday, we arrived at church early in order to fill out the music team led by Neil. It’s always a delight to play music with him, along with Megan on fiddle and Emmanuel Ndale on bass. Paul brought some percussion. And the principle of the kids old school, St Cons, was there preaching. Oren found himself unexpectedly the favorite adult of the unbearably adorable Ndale sisters. Perhaps he might have won their favor by showing them dinosaurs on his phone during music practice. He kept them mostly occupied during the sermon and communion. We saw so many old friends – not enough time to really catch up, but at least we could look each other in the eyes and give thanks that we are all still part of a big family. We shared lunch with Erwin and the Ndale’s, giving Oren more time to bond with those fun little girls.

ACC friends

In the afternoon, we needed a little down time and a little family time. Too many special people to manage see all of them as much as we would have liked. And we were a little worn out from the emotion of reconnecting with everyone so quickly. Some of our good family time during this visit also included quite a few long drives around town, re-listening to one of our favorite audio books, Ender’s Game. Somehow, this has become a soothing family tradition to listen to something interesting all together.


Finally a clear morning on the road
back up from "atomic"
Monday was low-key. I managed one more jog down the road; Paul was not feeling well, sadly, and couldn’t join me. We had to get the car washed and returned; finish the packing; and wrap up our stay with Joshua Foundation staff. And I took one more decent walk with Oren. And then we got in the taxi and headed for the airport and back to Addis. There were so many things for which to be grateful on this trip. One of the best reasons to get a change of scenery is to gain some new perspectives and look at the same challenges and problems we face, in a new light. On this trip, we were able to do quite a lot of turning over life issues to see them from a new angle. And now we are back in Addis, with too many emails to catch up on, too many meetings, and all kinds of team celebrations coming up. But, the rest and the new perspective were worth it, no matter the price we pay this week.

 

 Bonus photos:



Seminar on kids living on another continent

Merry Christmas from Ethiopia

Rainbow connection



ACC greetings

Mix and match games

Where in the world do you want to visit?

teafield walk

A gang of boyx


Michelle and I


American line dance

Paul's trivia team

David's team

passion flower

black and white colobus

more games

New year's eve volleyball

New Year in Perth (at 7 pm for the littles)

ukelele band

David singing

audience participation drama

New Year bonfire

Jan 1 early morning jog

Report from the teens

Arusha lunch at George's

Games at Kili Golf

David still loves golf

Oren at cultural heritage

Double date dinner out

Oren and Harry 

Legos in the back room

Our former pet Tramp, now with Taylors



Finally, a clear view of Meru from our porch