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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Mibila Village Clinic, an update

Mibila Village Clinic. The word ‘Handenu’ painted on the front means ‘be healed.’

Three years ago, I became involved with a project to provide primary healthcare in a remote region of Zambia, in southern Africa.

Jon Witt and Barry Ilunga. Their vision made the clinic a reality.

My friends Jon Witt and Bishop Barry Ilunga decided to build a clinic at the end of an 18 kilometer track (which itself is 30 kilometers from the nearest town).

It is 18 kilometers from Mibila to the main road. Before the clinic was built, this distance and terrain meant that an extreme medical emergency would almost always be fatal.

A team of volunteers from the UK spent six weeks deep in the bush, toiling with the local villagers building the clinic brick-by-brick.

A garage sale at my parents house - which raised £200 for the clinic

The tough part about fund-raising for projects like Mibila Village Clinic is that its easy to get people excited about funding its construction - but then the un-glamorous part starts - which is financing its day-to-day operations.

However, since the clinic opened in November 2006, you - my friends and family - have donated 20% of the clinic’s running costs.

That’s right, 20%!

The clinic costs £12,000 a year to run and currently has 4,000 registered patients. (The actual number of people served by the clinic is far greater, because while a mother and child may be registered, the father and older children may not have had reason to visit yet.)

Therefore, it is costing about £3 per patient to run the clinic.

A donation from you will provide primary healthcare for families like Moses and Helen’s.

This means a donation of £25 from you will provide healthcare for one family for a year.

The reason why we’re able to provide a comprehensive primary healthcare service for such a small cost is:

1. The clinic is served by a team of volunteer healthworkers - who all live in or near Mibila

2. A further team of volunteers is being trained and supervised by the clinic - for example, teaching some of the mature ladies to be birthing attendants.

3. The clinic has developed close ties with the local Zambian Health board who now supply a proportion of the clinic’s medicine/supplies

4. A team of UK volunteers source unwanted medical supplies in the UK and send them to Zambia

All the above means that every penny donated via my Justgiving website is spent directly on the clinic.

Statistically speaking, without any primary health-care, two of these children will die before they are adults

The most vulnerable and those most in need of primary healthcare are the mothers, new-borns and children. Zambia has one of the lowest life-expectancies in the world at 37. This is due to the extremely high infant mortality rate.

The first baby born in Mibila village clinic

Gertrude with Freda, the first baby born in the clinic in 2006

This is Freda, the first baby to be born at the clinic. Her mother and father are Gertrude and Stanley. Freda’s older sister died before the clinic was built. She became sick, and her ailments baffled the local Witch Doctor. An all too common story in rural Africa… but Freda has had a completely different start to life.

Gertrude, Stanley and family in April 2007

During her pregnancy, Gertrude’s health was closely monitored by the clinic. She gave birth in safe, comfortable surroundings and Freda was delivered by an expert nurse. Since then Freda has been given immmunisations, regular health checks and sleeps under a mosquito net provided by the clinic.

These are all very basic, and very low-cost measures that are transforming the life expectancy in Mibila village and the surrounding areas.

Gertrude, Stanley and their family in 2008. Gertrude is expecting another child before Christmas

The very first day I arrived in Zambia in 2006 I met and made friends with Sunday and Exhilda.

Sunday and Exhilda on the land they cultivate. A job harder than normal, as they both also volunteer for three days a week at the clinic

Sunday and Exhilda are two of the volunteer health workers at Mibila Clinic. Three days a week they bicycle 7 kilometers from their village of Milulu to work at the clinic.

When I arrived at their house this year there was a moment of complete joy as Sunday and Exhilda showed-off their first Grandson, Alan. This moment didn’t last long. Alan’s mother Losah (their eldest daughter), was being nursed under a tree by her sister Sarah.

Seeing me, Losah determinedly dragged herself to her feet, and joined the rest of the family to be photographed inside their home. Picture taken, she lay back down again and Sunday explained that Losah had HIV/Aids.

Sunday, Exhilda, Richard, Losah and Alan, and Sarah. Losah has HIV AIDS.

Losah’s experience is illustrative of the AIDS pandemic sweeping Africa. It is something we all know about, but when it’s happening in front of your own eyes, it takes on a whole new significance and urgency. The added tragedy is that AIDS attacks the young and the healthy - the people who have survived all the childhood illnesses that take such a high toll.

A crucial role that Mibila Village Clinic is taking is in health education, specifically AIDS awareness. Again, these can be very low-cost activities. For example, the health workers often organise football matches - and then do AIDS awareness talks afterwards.

Nurse George and Mercy

Key to the success of Mibila Village Clinic is Nurse George. He moved to the village with his wife Mercy earlier this year and my first impression was that George is obviously a competent and devoted man - and that when I met him he was also utterly exhausted. It transpired that he had spent a whole night and day with a pregnant mother. It wasn’t even a patient from the clinic, but someone visiting relatives. However, she had gone into labour, and then experienced complications.

Nurse George and his wife Mercy, with their modest home in the distance

George’s job description and the clinic’s remit does not include undertaking any surgery. According to the rule-book, he should have referred her to the hospital and done nothing more. But the hospital was 50 kilometers away, and by taking responsibility in that moment, he put his career on the line.

Today, this mother and child are alive because of George, the clinic, and the people whose donations continue to fund its existence.

I hope this update has given you some idea of the tremendous work the clinic is doing, and the impact it is having on the families of Mibila village and the surrounding community.

If you have donated before, I hope you will donate again. And if you haven’t donated yet, then I hope you will become one of Mibila Village Clinics long-term supporters. We really need your help.

Thank you!

http://www.justgiving.com/mibilavillageclinic

posted by markburton at 4:00 pm  

Friday, December 12, 2008

Ginola and Rob

Rob flanked by Mark (left) and Scott (right)

There are few people more inspirational than my friend Rob. He’s been an inner-city school teacher for over ten years and had a tremendous impact on numerous young student’s lives. But as they - and Rob’s colleagues are all acutely aware - much of Rob’s own inspiration comes from watching Spurs play at White Hart Lane.

Rob and Scott in December 1991. Delighted to hear Ginola will be signing for Spurs in six years time

Rob and Scott in December 2008, still celebrating Ginola’s wonder-goal against Barnsley in March 1999

And there have been few more inspiring Spurs players in recent years, than David Ginola. All football fans remember the Frenchman’s touch of genius, while most will recall a light-hearted stadium-chant suggesting that Ginola might be on Posh Spice’s mind during a certain ’domestic’ activity with her husband. 

Anyway, no suprise that Tottenham Hotspur inducted Ginola into the Spurs Hall of Fame, and Rob, Scott and I attended the event on December 11th as part of Rob’s 40th birthday celebrations.

‘When Ledley, goes up, to get the Carling Cup, we’ll be there…’

As we arrived at the ground, we were greeted by a security guard, well known for previously ejecting one of us from the ground during a match for ‘over-exuberence.’ But after brandishing our tickets and giving him a Ginola-like shimmy, we were soon safely within the hallowed confines of the stadium.
Rob, with a reputation for talking ten-to-the-dozen was temporarily quiet… …and took in the surroundings with a reverence usually exhibited by pilgrims to religous shrines.

‘This is suite…’

‘Non! Non, David! We’re not worthy!’

Soon, we were in the club marquee, and watching Ginola make his modest entrance. Rob picked his moment and went and said a few private words to his hero.

Later, some of Ginola’s old team-mates made warm introductions. Midfield hard-men Tim Sherwood and Allan Nielsen recalled their exhertions to win the ball before Ginola could begin his mazy runs. Gary Mabbutt and David Pleat reminisced appropriately. There’s always a danger that awards ceremonies will turn into one big love-in, but the right note of appreciation and gentle ribbing was struck.

Ginola was invited onto the stage and similarly hit the right note of gratitude and appreciation. A moment of quality mirth involved an anecdote about Tim Sherwood. Before playing together at Spurs, their prior encounters for different clubs usually left Ginola on the ground being told by Sherwood to, ‘get up you French twat.’

Top Banter…

‘Who is that over there? Sacre bleu! Its George Graham! I am so pleased to see you!’

Gary Mabbutt giving David Ginola his award

‘Because he’s worth it…’

Ginola seemed really, really delighted to be given his award, and I was glad to see someone so talented - and so often misunderstood by the managers he played for - being given some well-deserved kudos.

Its impossible to know someone from an occasion like this, but I was left with the impression of a man whose dazzling confidence on the pitch was matched by a genuine modesty away from it. Ginola seemed like the sort of bloke that would be very welcome on one of our nights out - although its fair to say he might find it a difficult experience, because of course all the girls would be looking at us handsome hunks and not David… 

David Ginola and Turkish

One of the worlds most infamous heart-throbs and ladies man. And David Ginola…

As the evening wore on, Ginola and the other Spurs legends - Pat Jennings, Gary Mabbut et al - were all tremendous good sports signing autographs and having their photos taken. Rob, true to form, greeted each one as if he’d just bumped into them at the pub and was clearly having the time of his life.

Rob, Pat Jennings and Scott. Incidentally, Pat Jennings and I have two similarities: we’re both goalkeepers, and niether of us has changed our hair-styles since the 1970’s

A genuine, old fashioned gent. Pat Jennings was photographed on numeous occasions and was charming and accomodating throughout the evening.

“I think I’m going to win the raffle,” said Mary who was sat next to Scott. A couple of hours later, she did!

Gary Mabbutt. Sixteen years playing for Spurs. When he ran round the pitch at White Hart Lane after his final game, many grown men (including Rob) shed a few tears.

A bonus to the whole evening was watching Scott snoozing at our table. Our charming waitress had cleared everything around him, and as Rob and I returned from our numerous photo-calls she asked, looking at Scott, ‘I don’t know what to do… what should I do?’ At this point, Rob and I realised that this evening of inspiration was now at an end. It was time to wrap Scott up, and escort him home like a sleepy toddler.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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