Saturday, August 4, 2007

Work frustrations

This morning I made myself busy during the two hours I had to wait for the women to show. Sweeped out the entire sewing center and finished Snow Crash (must get my hands on more Stephenson. Sure, he likes to monologue, but that meant I learned a lot about Sumerian history and coding. I did get bugged by him using characters as props--introducing them to make a point and never finishing the story line. It would make a good screenplay). When the women showed up, we talked about what we need to do for the umpteenth time. Cannot...lose...patience...
We need supplies to be bought from the pool of money they have collected; to get chairs from the school board; and finally get papers attesting to our presence in this building. Why they couldn't have done this one, in my absence, and two, like 4 months ago is beyond me. At least this morning they did go over the whole story.

About two years ago, right when the hospital was built, it was a golden age for the association Bongfeeri (lit. "enlightened/opened minded"), where they had space in this old maternity but instead of machines they would sit on mats and embroider sheets to sell. They wouldn't just come on weekends, but every day of the week once work at the home was done. They'd chat and cook brochettes (meat skewers) and hospital staff would come over and eat lunch at noon. Then the Mayor's office kicked them out when they were building a new place. All of the association's things were taken to a storage room in the then Conseil de Cercle, now ancien Conseil de Cercle where eventually everything was lost. Canneries, buckets, stoves, brooms, mats, chairs, benches, etc all gone. So their story goes. Zubba, who is no longer with the group but was, claims all the members made off with the materials and just refuse to bring them back. Either way, we are starting at square one, with much more discouraged women. So I understand the delays now but just wish either a) they would bring all the stuff back or b) be thankful they have been granted a second chance (now that all the admin buildings are newly built) with these machines I got through USAID. But I guess moving on takes a little more time here...

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