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Sunday, March 18, 2012

Week 10: This big, small world

I was invited to the annual SOS Children's Village Conference in Oslo this weekend (I'll get into details of the organization later). I was an intern at the organization in Bosnia and have becoming involved as a volunteer since arriving in Bergen. At the conference, there were country representatives from Bosnia and Herzegovina, South Africa, Swaziland, Tanzania, Mozambique, Malawi, Uganda and Zambia. Many of them did presentations on their in country projects and each one brought back a special memory from my past.



The very first presentation was about a group of girls who went to Africa and taught kids in one of the SOS villages to dance. The pictures and videos made me cry, reminding me of the three little boys I met in Swaziland in 2007. These three boys were orphaned, living in a safe house that was soon to be closed. We tried our hardest to find a long term solution for the boys, but left without a solid plan in place and lost track of where the boys ended up after leaving the safehouse. Throughout my post graduate education and professional career, these three boys were my inspiration for everything I did. I found a passion in working with orphans and the many children who are left without parents. These three boys have always and will always have a special place in my heart and I often wonder where they are and how they are. Are they in an orphanage, with a family? Have they gone to school? Are they happy? Are they safe?



Here is me (and my crazy blonde hair) with the boys in 2007.

Next was a presentation about Bosnia and Herzegovina. The woman giving the presentation was the same woman I worked with during my internship in 2008 at SOS in Sarajevo. The slides showing pictures of Sarajevo made me homesick for the food, the people, the culture. Hearing her speak about the challenges in their countries brought back memories of the mothers, children and families I worked with during my time in Sarajevo. I could see their faces clearly in my mind. I might as well have been looking through a photo album in my head. She spoke about the conflicts in Bosnia and the continuing tension among the different ethnic groups living there. There are children going to the same school who don't speak a single word to each other. They use different classrooms, bathrooms, different front doors.



Here is the reunited group from Bosnia (and one friend from Africa)



SOS Superbus!! I worked with this bus while I was living in Sarajevo.

There were so many other moments that brought back memories that made me homesick for my past experiences. There was a video about Vietnam that reminded me of my travels in South East Asia and my life living in Thailand. Someone showed pictures of African kids that reminded me of specific children I had helped bring home to the United States to an adoptive family. One presentation commented on kids playing soccer without shoes which reminded me of the school in Swaziland. It was a bizarre feeling. I think the experiences that have meant the most to me have been buried in the movement of my current life. The small triggers that reminded me of these experiences brought back so many emotions. It reminded me of my love in working with children around the world, traveling to different countries and falling in love with the people, food, and culture everywhere. While they were speaking in Norwegian, I found myself daydreaming about how I could get back to Swaziland, Bosnia, Ethiopia, Thailand, Vietnam, India....somewhere new to me???

Now, my favorite story!

Since I do not speak or understand fluent Norwegian, I was in the English speaking group using a translator. Most of these people were from Africa and I quickly became friends with this group of people, two of whom were from Swaziland. We had lunch one day and I decided to ask about the boys and care givers I had met in Swaziland 5 years ago. I showed her a picture from my phone and she laughed, said their names and said "Oh, yes, I know them very well. They will be so happy to hear I've met you". I asked about the boys and she told me she would be able to find them and contact me with information about how they are. I couldn't believe how amazing it was that we had met, and that she knew the people who had changed my life! Everyone plays the name game, "Oh, you're from Colorado, well then you must know so and so". It is rare you find a common connection. So, how likely is it that a girl from the US, and other from Swaziland meet up in Oslo and find that they have mutual friends???

Now, I have to mention SOS Children's Villages. What is this organization and what does it do? They are worldwide and help children in many different countries (132) around the world. Their vision is that every child grows up in a family, with love, respect and security. SOS builds villages in countries where there is a need. A SOS mother is just that, a mother. SOS mothers live in the village and have children they raise, children who have been orphaned or can no longer live with their biological families. Children grow up with siblings, with a mother and a community, in their home country. SOS is not an orphanage, as each child is raised in a home, with one mother and siblings. Very few SOS Villages will place children for adoption. Outside of the children's homes, SOS provides support in many other areas. Most of the SOS Villages have a Family Strengthening Program. This program goes into the community to work with families who are at risk. They prevent children from becoming orphaned by working with the family, educating them and providing them with the support they need to raise a family and be a successful member of their community. In one presentation this weekend, a representative said "Sometimes people ask why the numbers of children being helped by SOS are not bigger. Save the Children and Unicef help so many children every year. Well, the answer is that SOS does not provide lunch to children, we provide a life". I think this is stated perfectly.



Here is one SOS Family. The mother spoke to us and told us about her 10 children.

Here is one of many stories about how SOS has helped children around the world.
www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=8YVt4SrCZOM

I worked at an adoption agency for two years. I helped bring over 30 orphaned children to loving families in the United States. I was constantly fighting with Unicef. They are openly against international adoption and believes all children should stay in their home countries, no matter what. I agree that staying in their country is the best option for the children, and that adoption should be their last option. If there were enough organizations to help support kids in their country, I would see their argument. But, because there are not enough places in each country for the orphaned children, adoption must be one option. Even with adoption (a very, very, very small percentage of children are able to be adopted), there are many left without a family or a place to live. So, while I have helped 30 children find their forever families and I am happy for that, there are so many more to advocate for. I hope you will remember SOS, learn about it, and tell others. Because, if we can help organizations like this grow bigger and stronger, there will be less and less orphans in the world. And I know everyone agrees that a world with less orphaned and abandoned children is a better world.

http://www.sos-childrensvillages.org/Pages/default.aspx

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Week 9: Every day is a tea (coffee) party

It's been 9 weeks, but it feels like 9 days. I've been having such a great time! Those of you who know me know, I love food. Cooking or eating...I just love food. I do miss the wonderful restaurant scene in Denver. I miss happy hours, eating at new restaurants, buying groupons and restaurant week!!!! It's not just about going out to eat, because you can do that here. It's about the culture of being social, eating out, finding new restaurants, trying new happy hours, tasting new and interesting foods.

Norway is a little different. I've been visiting here since I was very young. Every time we came, we would travel around visiting different family members and friends. We would never go out to eat. At each visit, we would sit at someone's house for coffee, tea and cakes. I thought this was just a special event because we were in town from the US. Now that I have been in Norway for a while, I've realized that every day is a tea party (and when I say tea, I mean coffee because nobody drinks tea).

Small, fragile coffee cups on saucers, cakes, cheese and bread with homemade jam, and cute little decorative napkins. This is the cute little setup at every visit and I love it. It feels like I'm a little girl having a tea party every day. Except now, I really get to eat the cake and drink the coffee. Yum! Check out these cute pictures of some recent tea parties, I mean, visits with friends and family.


Visiting with Grandma and her brother and sister in law. Croissants, jam, cheese, spiced bread and cinnamon buns with coffee, then a cherry dessert thing. Oh, so yummy!


Grandma's visit. Cakes, coffee and more cakes!




And then there's the cooking. It is not what I'm used to, but it's fun. Here are some recent Norwegian creations.


This is a delicious Norwegian cake,a meringue topped with vanilla saus, whipped cream and fruit. Soooo good!


Cucumber salad, my mom's favorite Norwegian dish. Thinly sliced cucumbers with vinegar, salt, pepper and sugar. Sounds simple and it is, but it is also SO delish!


Oh, the yummy fish! We cleaned it, then stuffed it with onions, cucumbers, yogurt, and spices, then topped with lemons.


Add some potatoes and look how delicious this meal looks! And it was absolutely scrumptious!!!

And now all this talk of food has made me hungry. But, since I had cake and coffee for dinner (at my tea party), I will pass on another meal and get some much needed sleep. It's raining sideways again which means I get to sleep to the sound of rain drops on my window. My favorite!

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

What week is it again??

I've lost track. So much has happened in the last few weeks. Let me walk you through February and this first week of March.

First of all, it's starting to feel more like spring in Bergen. There are more puddles and less slush, more sun and less daytime dark and it might just be me, but I think there are more people out and about every day. This does not mean it has stopped raining, but what's wrong with a little rain anyways? In the movies, rain always pours when people are discovering something they never realized before. Maybe they are in love, maybe they are falling out of a sewer pipe after crawling the length of two football fields to freedom....or, they are just singing in the rain!! People seem to complain about Bergen weather day in and out. Everyone here knows it rains all the time, so you might as well have a positive attitude about it...just look how much fun Gene Kelly had:)





Now, back on track here. February was a wonderful month. The fifth and sixth week in Bergen were tough for me. My cousin was on the receiving end of a phone call from an unemployed girl in tears, every facebook post about Denver made me homesick and all Skype calls made me tear up after saying goodbye. So, it was perfect timing when my Dad came to visit me in Bergen.

Dad's visit was great! He was only here for one week, but it was the perfect visit. We organized my Grandma's house so she could get around easily, had lots of great visits with family members and even took a quick weekend trip to Hardanger to visit one of his sisters. Check out some of these pics!!


A pretty, small island on the drive.


The view from my Aunt and Uncles house.


Another photo of the view from my Aunt and Uncles house!


The most delicious (and very Norwegian) sandwich i've ever eaten. Fresh bread, squeeze mayonnaise, shrimp and king crab with lemon!!! I ate nearly 5.


The bucket of fish. Oh, the delicious fish!!!


And of course, the one week I didn't want to work, I got a call for work for the entire week for a kindergarten assistant. What a great week with some cute kids!! Of course, with Bergen rain, each kid has a snowsuit, a rain suit, rain gloves, warm gloves, rain boots, gym shoes, and inside shoes. Getting them ready to go outside was like getting 30 kids ready to go skiing. That is a lot of work! Kids in Norway spend a LOT of time outside. I used to complain all the time when I was cold and my Dad always told me to stop complaining. I never knew why he never got cold. Now I do. He was one of the Norwegian kids that went outside for hours a day, in the rain, snow, sleet or even hail! Then the week ended and it was winter break, so one whole week off of school, and no chance I'd be called in.

So...for my week off, I went back to Hardanger to help my cousin paint his mom's(My Aunt's) house. A few of my cousins came as well and we had a great weekend. We played games, my cousin's made rolls, we watched futbol, celebrated a birthday and painted.


Dad, these two are for you. Painting, part 1.


Painting, part 2.


Yes, my cousin looks like he is being pushed out of the window, but he is falling. He was reaching for his beer, which was out the window and fell out. His brother was trying to help him up (while I took the photo and my cousin ate his fresh roll).


The roll making.


The roll baking, yummmm.

While in Hardanger, I got a call from the school. They needed an ESL and Performing Arts teacher, it is unknown for how long. Does anything sound better??? I think not!! So, that is what I am doing now. Working every day this week and hopefully longer. I get to work with small groups of kids from grade 1-5 on their ESL and I'm teaching performing arts grades 1-5. I forgot how much fun teaching is!! Let's hope this continues (while also hoping that whatever is keeping the regular teacher out is not too bad or sad).

What's coming next in Bergen? This weekend is the SOS fundraising event for the village in Malawi and next weekend I'm off to Oslo for the SOS conference. This is such a great organization and I'm so happy to be involved as a volunteer. If you don't know what it is...check it out! http://www.sos-childrensvillages.org/Pages/default.aspx



Week 9, Here I come!