Recently back from her visit to Darfur, Nana Anto-Awuakye shares more about her experience witnessing the work of our partner Norwegian Church Aid (NCA). In the last instalment of her series of blogs about life in the region, Nana writes about the solidarity of the women in the Hassa Hissa camp.
A wedding highlights the hope in Darfur
On a bad day it’s easy to say that the situation in Darfur is complicated and overwhelming.
But then you pause for a moment and look a little closer, and listen a little harder, and everywhere there are small signs of hope.
It’s the sun shining down on the solar panels pumping clean water to camp residents; it’s the farmer’s crops swaying in the breeze; and the sound of children laughing.
People talk about the challenges they face, camp life is not easy, but they also always talk about wanting peace, wanting to return to their homes.
In Hassa Hissa camp on my last day, I meet a large group of women dressed in their best brightly coloured toubs carrying large silver pots on their heads.
They sang and danced their way to their destination, the home of a bride.
The wedding party entered a small compound where women were cooking the wedding feast. Large pots bubbled away on open fires.
Just when I thought people here had nothing left to give, they proved me wrong.
The solidarity of the womenfolk was overwhelming. I was asked to help stir one of the large pots, it looks easy, but my wrist action barely got a swirl going. The women laughed at my feeble efforts.
I was struck by the inventiveness of a small boy who had made a toy car out of a discarded plastic bottle, and had attached a small flower to his toy car for decoration. He held it in both hands, and grinned with such pride at his wonderful creation.
“It was difficult to make, it took me a long time. But, I love cars. I love my toy.”
Here in Darfur people have not let camp life rob them of their hopes and dreams. Instead they have held on to them tightly with both hands.