six months have now elapsed since my landing in this country, and I think it's time to start to say something, not because I think I've left it too long before I hear, but rather because I think it's when I can give the answers you need. Those who have passed, there were months of uncertainty, caution is well, and now I can say I would not be anywhere else if not here! The weather in this country, takes a different texture, is full of action, full of movement is full of life and also is accompanied by a steady light, of composure. The grace with which women's movements and carry out simple consuming households, is the space in front of the panorama of a land of rich colors that continually change from yellow to green to mark the seasons of 'water and dry land, life and death. Men sit around talking, they belong to EU decisions, the 'organization. Collaborate in the work camps and dealing with what in this part of 'Africa is the most valuable asset: livestock. And the children? What about those thousands of running around, little bare feet running raising clouds of microscopic dust. We will meet you and shake hands while in a split second you find yourself surrounded by a host of pesky brats. And we are here, in the midst of all this, me and Luke (my "colleague and friend), and sometimes happen to ask, because we started? Why here? What's wrong here? It 'just what we are doing is right and how we do it? Or worse, what is the purpose of the big international agencies, governments that their policies for emergencies and distribution do nothing but maintain "put down" these people? But this 'last argument, I am still a delicate discussion, especially since I have discussed fully before a more detailed view of the real situation, because if as is often the' information not comes from reliable sources, I would not start making a counter-finding myself making the same mistake. I would like therefore to take care of this matter, but it will be the right time. Instead of returning to my presence here, some answers are given confused me. Why are they gone? It is, first, a 'setting of life, which leads to the creation of a number of things that a person must do, but could not find a reason. Just feel the need to do. She feels that it is right to direct their lives towards a certain direction. It was then that the spark for the occurrence, the perception "that is right." Behind this, of course, there are a number of reasons identified during a maturation process that makes each of us differently (with regard to this, we present the written report for the development). Why Uganda? the Karamoja? I did not 'have no choice, came across several options I was looking for. But I can say to myself, "a place that is the 'other'? In a sense, because such places are, though in a different way between them, half of the world who had the story wrong, but because if they are set wrong, but because we, we are in over half of that so we like to call "half developed", the 'we changed at will and continue to do so. Then back to the first answer: I, individual, I decided to use my life, or an area of \u200b\u200bit, in this part of the world with the knowledge that nothing will change if not the meaning of my actions, the meaning of my life.
What's wrong here? All good answers that we always understand what we have now become commonplace in our bell 'West. Hunger, war, children who die, who can not go to school "poor things!", Famine, disease, "... it looks good. See, just explain it to them and they too are able to do so .... " Shit! Of course you can and we do not need to explain it to them! Enough This hypocrisy, enough with having to pretend to put the conscience at peace. Hunger, war, everything else, all right! unfortunately it's all true, but why? ... I think it's time to change direction, to try to change history, but do not get me wrong, I certainly do not presume to know and be able to do myself, but I think everyone of us, every individual has the power to change their own, each can begin to move the threads of their lives, with his hands and his head and stop being the puppet.
's last question goes into detail than before. It concerns the practical actions, the activities of the project, and then the methods which are carried out. My
review, which mirrors perfectly that of the 'NGO of which are voluntary, which then will use the words, is that we must work with communities in the least invasive as possible, thus leaving their request, together with the development of their ideas and using resources readily available in the context in which it is working.
Fine words, but not always so easy. Very little is needed to understand the world of cooperation, often (and willingly) became part of a vicious circle that story, I mentioned earlier, has created. There is an impressive movement of money around to this, a movement that creates a series of mechanisms which are often unhealthy and you are forced to accept compromises. But again, I do not want and I have the tools to go into detail (for now), but the basic problem is there for all to see but it seems that all is fine with that. The power of the LAT is that over the years has always been able to find the right balance between the philosophy and the compromises that had to accept. He has always maintained its core values \u200b\u200bintact, and my hope is that he can continue to "survive" (the term that seems to suit me most these days), waiting for better times.
Excuse the outburst, as always birth to say something and start talking about making me a bit more '"take your hand." As
directly affects the practical work, all is well. You just finished the project funded by the Foreign Ministry with the hope that it will start a new one within the 'next year. For the moment, we are waiting 's approval of other projects that should be funded by Regione Lombardia and Cariplo, with which we can continue the activities initiated (soon I will go into detail about what activities are these blessed, for now know that concern agriculture , livestock, agroforestry and everything can turn around these topics).
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