Many girls in the flood-affected areas of Sindh have never known a true childhood; they have all had to grow up very quickly. The only way to protect their future will be to make good quality care and education available to them.
With every home-based carer I met I was struck by their dedication and devotion to the work they do. This is even more amazing when you consider that many of them aren’t paid. They really are some of the most amazing people I have ever met. Since the visit I have been struggling to write a blog that adequately summarises the impression they made…
Well what a day. Finally here in India and everything is such an experience. Trying to get some of the thoughts out of my head and into this blog after a comfortable night.
We arrived safely at Delhi airport after a good flight, although none of us got much sleep, because of crying babies. Anyway, they fed us supper at 11pm our time, (I don’t think I’ve ever eaten that late in all my life), and woke us by putting all the lights on at 3am our time to have breakfast.
The airport terminal was plush and could have been anywhere, apparently built specially for the commonwealth games, but the entire airport was surrounded by building work.
Jo, from the India office met us and and has been wonderful. Driving in India is not for the feint hearted. There seem to be no rules of right of way, other than who can honk their horn the loudest and who out-chickens who.
There was a vast assortment of vehicles on the road, which is full of enormous pot holes, honestly we moan at home but that is nothing!
There was a motorcycle with a woman, holding a baby riding side saddle on the back, bicycles piled high with goods, rickshaws and buses that look so battered you wouldn’t expect them to work, let alone be allowed on the road. But as yet no cows!!
The hotel is great and we have nice clean rooms with all the amenities. We wanted to explore Delhi a little this afternoon, sleep deprivation forgotten, to get a flavour of it, as we had not got anything on the itinerary, and were advised to visit the Lotus temple, just 10 minutes down the road.
After an exhilarating taxi ride (not brave enough to try the tuk-tuks yet) found ourselves at a beautiful oasis of green. The temple is shaped like a lotus flower in white marble, and there were lots of families there visiting, as tourists, like us.
It was beautiful and very peaceful. We had to take our shoes off and observe silence inside. It was a Baha’i house of worship, which as far as I could understand, wants to unite all the faiths of the world, bringing them to work and worship in harmony.
Many of their ideals, for equality of men and women, elimination of prejeudice and discrimination, universal and compulsory education, the elimination of poverty could all be those of Eglantyne Jebb herself.
The people were very welcoming, although we stood out, and were asked to have our photos taken by Indians who wanted their photo taken with a westerner. We were accosted by a large group of school children who all wanted to practise their excellent English on us, and they then laughed at us trying to say “Namaste” (hello) to them in return.
The families were dressed in their Sunday best and the children were beautiful in their colourful clothes. We noticed the black colouring around the children’s eyes, like eyeshadow, which looked very dramatic.
Later our photographer told us that the painting of children’s eyes is a cultural tradition and is supposed to ward off the “evil eye”. And actually, Save the Children, through the education of midwives, are trying to help people understand that the Kohl they use to give children the dark eyes is detrimental to their sight and can lead to loss of sight as it gradually blocks the tear ducts.
Other such traditions, such as removing a new born baby from the mother just after birth so she does not give the baby her yellow breast milk, which is thought to be tainted, is deeply ingrained in the culture and needs careful education to re-educate on the benefits of chlostrum milk.
We have had a fascinating and wonderful first day, but today we will see a different side to life as we visit a street children project and the slums of Delhi to see a mobile health clinic.
Tomorrow we have a very early start when we catch the 6.00am train to Jaipur, which if I can stay awake should be great.
We need community workers, cars and fuel to physically go out, find these children, bring them back and save their lives.
And we need to help families in the longer term. They need food now, but they also needs to be protected from having to sell seeds and tools for just a few days of food.
