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"Men come tamely home at night only from the next field or street, where their household echoes haunt, and their life pines because it breathes its own breath over again; their shadows, morning and evening, reach farther than their daily steps. We should come home from far, from adventures, and perils, and discoveries every day, with new experience and character." Henry David Thoreau

Expanding the Family

Once again, I am really sorry for the blog silence as of late. We’ve had lots of long-term strategy meetings, which are crazy interesting, but crazy draining. I love being a part of the vision of IJM Uganda, but man does that require a lot of brain cells. Whew!

Anyway, this week was AWESOME. After years of planning, months of prayer, and one stunning billboard recruitment campaign, we had seven brand new team members join IJM Uganda! We went from 21 staff members to 29 (including a former staff attorney who’s back as our Director of Structural Transformation). That’s huge!

New IJMers in our commissioning ceremony

With those 29 staff and our six interns and fellows, we barely fit in our regular conference room. Offices and desks have been shuffled. Everything feels brand new and brimming with excitement. This a truly great time to be present at our little office and I can’t wait for all of the incredible potential in this group to spill out into the Ugandan public justice system.

Is “watch this space” still a thing? Because if so: WATCH THIS SPACE!

The Lottery

Melinda Gates visiting a nutrition center in Bangladesh

I’ve really enjoyed this article series on Nicholas Kristof’s NY Times blog bringing reader questions to philanthropist Melinda Gates. You should give both parts a good read for some great insight into the work the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation supports abroad and why this work is necessary. (Connection: the Gates’ were critical partners in IJM’s Project Lantern in the Philippines.)

I was particularly struck today by this question and response:

Reader Cosima Bartlett (to both Nick and Melinda): Why do you not concentrate more of your efforts on American children who are so lacking in so many important areas as statistics now show?

NICK: That’s an interesting question, Cosima, and it’s one I wonder about in relation to my own reporting: Do I spend so much time writing about crises abroad that I neglect problems festering at home?

I’m not sure, but there are two reasons why I understand a focus abroad. First, poverty in the world’s poorest countries really is different than poverty in America. On my first win-a-trip journey, I brought a student with me who was skeptical of all my Africa reporting. Casey Parks had grown up in Georgia and Louisiana in a poor family, without insurance, and she didn’t see that there was any need to go to Cameroon to write about global poverty. But then in Cameroon, Casey and I watched a woman named Prudence dying in childbirth, completely needlessly. And Casey told me that she realized that yes, there really is a difference – and that in the world’s poorest countries a $10 investment in a bed net really can save a life, in a way that is not true in the U.S.

The second point I would make is to push back at the idea that we should solve our own problems first, before we try to solve Congo’s or Bangladesh’s. At some point we are all humans, connected by a web of humanity, and that’s true whether we are New Yorkers and Californians – or whether we are Alabamans and Bangladeshis. It doesn’t feel right to me to ignore people’s needs and lives because they didn’t win the lottery of birth and end up with American citizenship. What matters most is their humanity, not their passport.

That said, I sometimes worry that American university students think that it’s cool and glamorous to spend a summer fighting poverty in Africa, but have much less interest in mentoring disadvantaged kids across the tracks in their own cities. That troubles me, too. And as a matter of fact, I hope to do more writing this year about America’s own challenges – including education. [Source]

I think this was a great challenge for me to consider why I feel compelled to work in Uganda and less so to work in America. Kristof’s right that poverty in the developing world is very different from in the US, but I think I resonate most with the birth lottery question. It’s why I get so choked up about the kids I worked with in Kenya and with the widows we help here in Uganda. It reminds me that, while we were never ”wealthy” growing up, I entered a life of privilege and stability just be being randomly born white and in a Western country. The imbalance of that lottery gets me fired up every time.

It’s also a challenge to re-examine my motives. Am I caught up in the glamour and romanticism of working in Africa when I could be just as effective domestically? When I talk about my experiences, am I looking for some social approval for my choices or the start of an honest dialogue? These questions are crucial as I develop life goals and as I write on this site.

Either way, I think it’s critically important that everyone identifies what moves them. Kristof spoke at Elon University, my alma mater, a few years ago and said, “The ultimate aspiration is to connect to some cause larger than yourself and try to make a difference in doing that.” I care about social justice in the developing world; for my friend Nicole, it’s spinal cord injury patients in Colorado. I’m not gifted and moved where she is gifted and moved, and the world gets a little better because of it. As long as people are pursuing causes that engage them, I think we won’t need a complicated debate on home versus abroad. As long as people are taking action, I’m happy.

*Read more from Nicholas Kristof on his blog On the Ground by The New York Times.

Happy New Year

The year 2011 had me living in reaction. And while it was an eventful year, and maybe one of the more growing seasons of my life, it was filled with mistakes and way too many people and projects. I feel like I lived on planes and gave half efforts to books and blogs and conferences and movies. I had a vague notion of what I wanted to do with my life, but really just went where the wind blew. I’m hoping 2012 is different. I want to live more wisely, stick to my values and ethics, live a much smaller, slower life. I also want to surround myself with people who have integrity, who can help me become more healthy, pillars who are grounded in reality so I know where I am and what life is really about. None of this is going to be easy … But I’m going to give it a shot. [Source]

Donald Miller’s passage above sets up perfectly the things I’ve been thinking about the New Year. (Seriously, how does this guy speak so deeply and so clearly into my life? Get outta here, Miller!) Last year was definitely a period of growth and challenge, but 2012 has the potential to be twice that. At some point, my time with IJM Uganda will close, I will leave the friends and coworkers that have made Uganda home for two years; the recent process of booking my return flight in July has made my six-month timeline all the more concrete.

Despite this looming unknown, I’ve started 2012 with an inexplicable positive attitude. I’ve shed all the drama and stress of 2011 and found myself refocused (thanks in part to my awesome Turkey trip) and ready to go. While I’m looking ahead for my next adventure, I’m giving thanks for getting to live in a paradise like Uganda and do work that I love.

Soon enough, I will be job searching, resume refining, and (hopefully) interviewing. Soon enough, I will move to some new… something. It could become a trying year, but I’m granting myself time to deal with stresses only when necessary. The future is scary, but for some reason I’m overwhelmingly optimistic.

I’m looking forward to a truly happy new year.

Turkish Holiday

I’m only a few days back in Uganda and my sweating self already longs for Istanbul’s winter chill again. After skipping a few American winters, I wasn’t quite prepared for a Turkish one, but even that was overcome with the adventure of my trip. Ten days, three brothers, lots to see and no agenda. It was awesome.

Honestly, you could probably see most of the main sites in Istanbul in two days; the city is very accessible and the attractions are close. With nine days there, my brothers and I got a much more thorough tour. Each day was its own adventure, but here are the highlights of what we saw and did in Turkey:

Aya Sofya: I must have seen a photo of the Aya Sofya (Hagia Sophia) in middle school or something, because I remember wanting to visit for the longest time. It was almost surreal living just a few minutes’ walk away and standing outside its gate within an hour of landing in Turkey. Sofya had me at hello. On our tour, it was just as grand and staggering as I’d always imagined. It’s incredible to think how old it is and how many people have visited and worshiped there, staring up at the same intricate mosaics and immense domed ceilings. Bucket list: checked. Read the rest of this entry »

OWG 2011 Annual Report

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 11,000 times in 2011. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

(Thanks, everyone, for reading! Hopefully 2012 will be even more enjoyable to read!)

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