Tuesday, August 14, 2012

ALL THAT IS LEFT ARE THE MEMORIES

Last Wednesday as we were returning from Jogjakarta, I (Eileen) picked up a newspaper from Jakarta written in English. On the front page of the newspaper was an article about several hundred families that had been displaced from their homes due to an electrical fire that had swept through their neighborhood.  Approximately 2,000 people were left homeless and 200 businesses had been destroyed.  Some of the displaced were living in the adjacent cemetery.  The article mentioned that the Red Cross was offering aid.  I felt prompted that our church should be helping these people. 

The next day Russell and I determined that we would try and find out what their needs were. We were unsuccessful in reaching the appropriate contact person within the Red Cross, so we decided to go the scene of the fire and try to find someone that could give us some information.  As we wandered towards the cemetery we saw two large blue and orange tarps set up to shield the occupants from the sun.  A small pup tent was set off to the side.  We then realized a woman was sitting underneath the pup tent.  There were children in school clothes sitting amongst the gravestones.  One young girl was washing her feet in a bucket of dirty water.  We said hello to some of the people and you could hear whispers of "bule" or white person.  A couple of boys were eating something and asked in Indonesian if I wanted to buy some food from them.  I reminded them that it was Ramadan and asked why they were not fasting.  I went over to visit with three older women dressed in typical muslim attire. They were sitting in the shade under a tree, with just a small towel between them and the gravestones they were using as chairs.  They asked me in Indonesian to please sit down and join them. I declined indicating that we had other places to go and asked if they might know where the people from the Red Cross might be. In Indonesia the Red Cross is known as the PMI.  A local  female doctor showed up and directed us to where the Red Cross tent was.  As we walked there we went through the charred ruins of what were once homes.  In one home among the ashes were notes and a book cover, the edges burned as if purposely by a candle.  A man was digging out burnt debris from one of the rooms.  

We found the Red Cross tent and talked with the man directing the operations.  Russell talked with him in Indonesian about what needs the people had. I think he might have been a little skeptical about two foreigners showing up and asking what the people were lacking.  He then asked us if we wanted to take a tour of the area.  He walked us through more of the charred compound.

Walking through the narrow alleyways we saw 12-20 sq. meter homes that once housed up to a dozen people.  Some still had remnants of people living there despite the lack of a roof or door.  One had a clothesline with clothes hanging from it.  Several men were shoveling ash from the homes.  Others were up on what remained of the wooden roof beams.  There were piles of ash and partially burnt household items everywhere, along with piles of rescued clothing, cook ware and bedding.

There were a few Yayasans (charitable groups) helping in addition to the Red Cross.  One was a group offering basic medical care for those that needed it.  The local government and police also provided aid to the victims.  The medical group was located just outside a mosque that had been converted into temporary living quarters for a large number of people.  More people were located on the ground floor of a nearby apartment building in a large open area. There we found people grouped together with their meager remaining belongings that had been either saved as they ran from the fire or scavenged from the remains of their homes.  All we met seemed delighted to see us.  The children ran up to us and crowded around us.  When I asked if they wanted to have their picture taken with me several children scampered over.  Some were shy and hung back but you could tell that they were wanting to join.

At the completion of our tour we were convinced that this would be a great project to work on.  Russell's discussion with the Red Cross indicated the people needed blankets and mattresses, feminine hygiene supplies, diapers, formula and infant clothing.  Basic food, water and hygiene supplies had previously been provided by the government.  Upon further questioning we were told that a mattress consisted of a straw mat which could be rolled up and taken easily to a different location. The sleeping mats which we ended up buying were large enough that several people from a family could sleep on them.  It was late Thursday afternoon.  In order to get a project approved we need to talk with our local leader and then submit a written proposal to our area leaders in Hong Kong.  Our proposal to buy and deliver bedding, infant and feminine supplies was quickly approved. 

By Saturday at noon, just 48 hours after our first being there, trucks arrived delivering 452 packages of diapers, 452 boxes of baby formula, 728 boxes of feminine hygiene supplies, 1,100 blankets and 550 sleeping mats, all purchased using humanitarian funds from our church.  I believe the man from the Red Cross was rather astonished.  Several members from our local congregations were there to help us.  Our group received a tour of the area from a man named Yoyoe. His family had been displaced by the fire.  He was extremely touched and teary eyed when we stopped to play with the children in the cemetery. He told me how happy we had made the families.  They were all delighted to be given a bracelet made by our family members and friends back home. In fact the women wanted them too but I knew I would run out if I started giving them to adults.  Some children managed to get two by hiding their bracelets behind their backs and asking for another one.  Russell and I had gone to the local market that morning and bought balloons and balls which the kids had fun playing with.  I think it was exciting for the children to see someone show some empathy towards them, and it was also great for those that were involved be able to bring joy to those that were truly needy.  It felt good to both Russell and I to have been involved with these people and doing what our Lord would have us do. (thanks to Chad Emmet for some of the photos)

Later we returned to the site of this fire and brought some children's underwear that were donated by member's of the English  speaking congregation of our church.  We received a beautiful letter from Yoyoe.  Here is his letter:


                                                                                                            Sept 11, 2012                                 
Dear Sister Healy,
Sorry, I could just now reply to the email you send because I have a lot of work to do at my office which I have not been able to get to for the past few weeks after the fire. I have also been very busy helping to re-build a house where my family can live.
Thank you very much to you and your friends for your efforts to help. Please send my regards and pass along our appreciation to all your friends.
All of you are very good people and I believe that you are angels sent by God to us. I was personally very moved when you visited the first time and entertained the children. The children were all very frightened by the fire. All of your people were very nice.
All of us here pray that you and your friends remain healthy and receive God’s love and protection.
Thank you also for informing me of the photos posted on http://www.russellandeileen.blogspot.com/. I have already looked at them.
You can go to http://puing-kehidupan.blogspot.com/ if you wish to see some more photos and a short video, shot by my son Adiet Boy, of the night of the fire.
We cannot forget nor repay the kindness you showed to us. We hope that God will repay your kindness in our place.
Forgive me if anything I have said or done was not pleasing to you. Once again, we thank you very much.
Warm Regards and friendship,
Yoyoe and Family




THIS MEANS "ALL THAT IS LEFT ARE THE MEMORIES"
FIRE STILL BURNING
CLOTHESLINE WITH FRESH LAUNDRY DRYING
BURNED OUT HOMES VS. SKYSCRAPERS
BURNT OUT HOME
SOMEBODY WAS STUDYING ENGLISH AT THIS HOME
PEOPLE STAYING IN GARAGE OF APARTMENT BUILDING
THESE PEOPLE RUSHED TO HAVE THEIR PHOTO WITH ME
NEWS PHOTOGRAPHERS WERE ON TOP OF THE WATER TRUCK
ALAN FROM RED CROSS
MATS FOR DISTRIBUTION
MORE SUPPLIES
WATER IN THE CEMETERY
EVERYONE WANTS A BRACELET
SISTER CANTY IS GREAT WITH THE CHILDREN
NOTICE THE GRAVES IN THE FOREFRONT
HAVING FUN
SELLING FOOD FROM NEWLY REBUILT SHOPS WITH BURNT OUT BUILDING IN BACKGROUND
PRESIDENT DJAROT AND FAMILY
HAVING FUN
MISSIONARIES INTERACTING WITH KIDS
SUPPLIES READY TO BE DISTRIBUTED
PEOPLE PICKING UP SUPPLIES





























LIMBS FOR THE LIMBLESS

A few weeks ago we had the opportunity to visit a factory where prosthetic limbs are made for amputees.  Two gentlemen, Oliver from France and Sakti from India explained the process to us. Both men had a background in biomedical technology.  

It was very interesting to see how the limbs were molded, casted, then put in the oven to bake. We saw both legs and hands being made. The opening and closing of the artificial hands are controlled by a wire that is connected to the shoulder and operated with  shoulder muscle movement.  When you pull the shoulders back or retract the muscles in the shoulders you can make the fingers on the hand open and shut.  The prosthetic hand was capable of picking up a pen.  Then there is also a mechanism that can be attached to the hand that makes it possible for the person to write.

Last Monday and Tuesday we went to Jogjakarta where our NGO partner, the Yayasan Peduli Tuna Daksa, was measuring and fitting 100 patients with prosthetic limbs.  The fees for which were covered by our church's humanitarian fund.   

It was amazing to see the people come in, some using old artificial legs, others using worn out wooden crutches, many using wheelchairs of various vintage.  We saw one wheelchair with a piece of wood for a seat.  To see the individuals leave using a new prosthetic leg was heart warming.  Many got out to their motorcycle, took off their leg, and either tied it to their back, or had someone else drive and they held their leg in front of them.  We heard many stories of men/women that had lost their legs in motorcycle accidents and from falls resulting in broken bones.  Others were the result of congenital defects.  

One great grandmother that I ( Eileen) became especially fond of had been run over by a bus many years ago.  She said the bus didn't even stop for her.  At one point while her leg was being fitted I was on one side of her helping steady her, but she started to lose her balance.  Another sweet young lady with only one leg, grabbed her own crutch and helped steady the woman from the other side.  There seemed to be a unity among the clients/patients from their common affliction and experience.  The great grandmother invited me to her home to eat. I told her I lived in Jakarta, so I wouldn’t be able to come.  However, I was able to introduce her to another senior missionary couple from Australia named the Barnards who live in Jogjakarta and they became friends.

The limbs were being fitted and new clients were being measured in a place called Mandiri Craft. The term Mandiri in Indonesian means “independent.” Independence and self-reliance are basic principle we try and teach in our church.  You cannot help others until you are independent yourself.  I was very impressed as I talked with Slamet Tarjono, the director of Mandiri Craft.  This store and workshop was created in 2003.  Each of the individuals working in this operation has some kind of disability and yet has been trained to make saleable products.  Many of the crafts are from woodworking.  Once someone is trained they are encouraged to start working from their own home and sell through the common store. It was a great lesson in self-sufficiency, to see those that some might consider incapable demonstrating how capable they really can be.

Russell and I bought several children's toys that we thought our grandchildren would like to play with.  Maybe just having them in the apartment will make it seem more like home.  The products appeared to be of good quality and reasonably priced.  We observed the workers, many in wheelchairs, taking pieces of timber, cutting and sanding the wood into shapes and then spray painting the pieces into darling little children's toys.  The company sells a variety of things, including hand carved nativity sets. Sister Smith bought one, and we would like to buy some. We are still trying to figure out how best to transport things home.  If any of you are interested in their products or would like to help them market their goods their web site is www.mandiricrafts.org.  

It was indeed a blessing to be able to spend the two days observing and speaking with the individuals from these two wonderful endeavors.  We came away grateful for our health and for the inspiration they showed us in overcoming personal trials.  Afterward my challenges don’t seem so large.
If you would like to see an article posted from our church website on this project please click on the link below:
http://www.lds.org/church/news/and-the-lame-shall-walk-church-partners-with-prosthetic-company-in-indonesia

SOME PICTURES COURTESY OF KENT AND LINDA SMITH
IBU SONY, IBU DURI AND EILEEN
OLIVER MAKING LIMB

OVEN WHERE PARTS OF LIMB ARE BAKED

SAKTI
ARTIFICIAL HAND
DEMONSTRATING PICKING UP PEN
GETTING MEASURED FOR LEG
OUTDATED PROSTHETIC
LEG WAITING TO BE FITTED
MY DEAR FRIEND-THE GREAT GRANDMA
GETTING FITTED FOR A FULL LENGTH LEG
HMM, WHERE IS THE OWNER OF THIS BODY
TWO FRIENDS RELAXING AND WAITING
CENTER OF LIMB

THIS MOTHER'S NAME MEANS TENSION, BUT SHE SAID SHE HAS NEVER BEEN TENSE IN HER LIFE
MOTHER GETTING FITTED WITH HER FIRST DAUGHTER PATIENTLY WAITING
THIS MOM'S WHEELCHAIR WITH WOOD SEAT
WORKERS MAKING CRAFTS
MR. TARJONO WITH RUSSELL AND SISTER SMITH
SANDING DOWN TOYS
TOYS HAND MADE BY MANDIRI WORKERS
MORE TOYS


BEING FIT FOR A NEW LEG
I AM HAPPY TO BE HERE



SENIOR MISSIONARIES, BARNARDS, HEALYS AND SMITHS









































































































Sunday, August 5, 2012

WHEELING AROUND THE WORLD

This past week we went to a factory that produces wheelchairs for our church both here in Indonesia and for export around the world.  It was interesting to see how the wheelchairs were made, how they are tested for quality control and the many places where they are shipped.  Dharma produces several kinds of wheelchairs for the humanitarian department of our church.  In addition to conventional wheelchairs, there are models for children with cerebral palsy and models built for non-smooth surfaces.  Within Indonesia we will issue approximately 1,500 wheelchairs of all types and sizes. The model built for use on non-smooth surfaces is called a "rough rider." This kind of wheelchair can be used over rough terrain.  We saw a man stand on the foot rests of the rough rider and it did not tip over.   This particular type of wheelchair is made in Indonesia and shipped all over the world (approximately 20 countries) for our church to distribute. We saw a list of the countries and the associated church logos in different languages they ship to on a regular basis  Several thousand are exported each year.  On the day we were there the company was sending a large shipment to Bolivia and also filling an order for Moldova.   I (Eileen) especially like the polyurethane cushions they put in the seat of our wheelchairs.  They are made of the same type of foam (MDI, for the guys at Huntsman) that goes into the seats of a Mercedes, BMW or Audi.  I was able to get one a few months ago and I use it on my chair at the office.  Now if I could only use it at church and on those long taxi rides . . .

NEVER HAD A WELCOME WITH OUR NAME ON IT BEFORE
PUTTING RUBBER ON THE WHEELS
ROUGH RIDERS ON THE ASSEMBLY LINE
LEADERS OF DHARMA WITH SEAT BACK WITH BOLIVIAN LOGO
IN WAREHOUSE-THE HATS WORK GREAT FOR A BAD HAIR DAY
WHEELCHAIR GOING TO MOLDOVA
PREPARING SEAT CUSHIONS FOR SHIPMENT
SEAT CUSHION HAVE PLACE FOR BOTTOM AND LEGS
STRESS TESTING ROUGH RIDER WHEELCHAIR
ROUGH RIDER WITHOUT BACK INSERT
FINISHED PRODUCT GOING TO BOLIVIA
1/3 OF LOGOS FOR DIFFERENT COUNTRIES
SHIPMENT ALL FOR BOLIVIA