Virginia and Shoe Pals #1 and #3

Virginia and Shoe Pals #1 and #3
the journey complete...we send our love to her xx

thank you poni...

thank you poni...
now lets move on to the next adventure!

bubba and jethro

bubba and jethro

thank you :)

thank you :)

my students ...

my students ...
i am so proud!

the beauty shines through...

the beauty shines through...

keep them coming..

keep them coming..
nurses of the future!

even more friends!

even more friends!

the smiling salmon!

the smiling salmon!

uncle con and the goat

uncle con and the goat

fantastic supporters!

fantastic supporters!

just not enough words to say thank you

just not enough words to say thank you

edwin and alison joined us...

edwin and alison joined us...

more friends!

more friends!

the guests!

the guests!

neisha and hosanna on the door

neisha and hosanna on the door

the bidding heating up!

the bidding heating up!

the beautiful hand made quilt...

the beautiful hand made quilt...
thank you Audrey!

Food preparation...

Food preparation...
the kitchen was a blessing!!

Manule gets in on the act...

Manule gets in on the act...
Uncle Con watches, perplexed...but GREAT goat!

Patricia in charge...

Patricia in charge...
Francois and Oceane not so convinced!

the league of nations hard at work...

the league of nations hard at work...
thanks Poni and Oceane x

the french connection...

the french connection...
thanks Francois xx

the skills of a surgeon are manifold...

the skills of a surgeon are manifold...
peeling 100 boiled eggs for the curry stew!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

in retrospect...

It is already difficult to define the moment this project was born. It probably began when Virginia and I were discussing how 'disposable' society has become and how 'recyclable' so much of our disposable items really are - clothing and footwear we take so much for granted and discard when fashions shift are in fact luxuries many cannot afford or simply have no access to.

The issue of shoes, protective footwear and the high rate of HIV/AIDS infection as well as other complications of foot injuries for example pathogens causing ulcerations and infections which in isolated areas are difficult to treat, resulting in suffering and illness that is potentially preventable came up. I had seen photos of people from the village of Makuluni and observed that their feet were bare. I envisaged how we would manage on our property, labouring our land in bare foot while working on rocky earth with no protection from injury. Prickles, stones, snakes, blisters, spider bites, cuts and bruises as well as misery would all be part of that equation - but for some people, this is their daily way of life.

I remembered being called to see a neighbour whose son had acidentally discharged a gun in the house. The butt of the rifle had recoiled onto his foot, crushing his toe (thank goodness the bullet went directly into the ceiling!) - it was a mess. Now i wondered how people might be managing when hoes, rocks, sickles or shovels were causing similar injuries but there was no access to antibiotics, tetanus injections or even clean water to bathe the wound and no dressings to even protect the injury to allow it to begin to heal.

And then i rememberd at least 4 pairs of shoes sitting in our wardrobe that were never worn, a bit used and simply taking up space, collecting dust and-beginning to prick my conscience!

2 comments:

  1. i know that everyone has a secret pair of shoes sitting in their wardrobe that were purchased and never warn .
    So to this i say what a great idea .This will put smiles on a lot of faces. ++
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    tina

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  2. This is a great idea and will be a milestone for people of Makuluni Village. I am quite humbled by the sheer thought that people in Australia are concerned with the prickles, stones, snakes, blisters, spider bites, cuts and bruises of some people in a forgotten corner of rural Malawi.

    You should imagine the joy of a people for whom shoes are a distant luxury. You should imagine the delight of people who would realize that those who were concerned of their prickles, stones, snakes, blisters, spider bites, cuts and bruises were not from Blantyre in Malawi. Neither are they from Johannesburg in a fellow African country but a distant land of Australia, a country as far away as their dream of ever buying a pair of shoes.

    To the "innovative mind" behind the project, I say zikomo kwambiri (thank you very much). To those who are putting in their time, resources and energy for the project to succeed, I say Mulungu akudalitseni (God bless you). To all those who are opening the doors of their wardrobes whenever the project knocks, I say wofetsa mowolowa manja, mowolowa manjanso adzakolola (blessed is the hand that giveth).

    Wiskes Nkombezi
    Canberra

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