Antananarivo, September 29th 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
The days go by quickly in this part of the world where the sun goes always down at the same time of the day (around 6:30 pm). After my first two weeks in Antananarivo, my body has finally adapted to the new time zone and the different foods, which include a lot of red meat, vanilla and coconut.
I am sharing a small apartment with Mandy, a junior delegate who is here to develop her skills in humanitarian assistance from the malaria campaign experience and prepare for future missions with the Red Cross.
Every day, when I leave what I consider “my home” in Madagascar, a long line of people at their age d’or, greet us with a big smile on their face as we leave to the office of the Malagasy Red Cross.
They walk several kilometres a day to reach the place right under our home. It is an initiative that provides one meal a day to elders who don’t have the means to buy it. Their smiles are like a ray of sunshine that lightens my mornings.
Once I arrive at the office, I meet Mboula, my counterpart, and we start working on all the preparations ahead of the week of the campaign against malaria.
Posted for: Nathalia Guerrero
The days go by quickly in this part of the world where the sun goes always down at the same time of the day (around 6:30 pm). After my first two weeks in Antananarivo, my body has finally adapted to the new time zone and the different foods, which include a lot of red meat, vanilla and coconut.
I am sharing a small apartment with Mandy, a junior delegate who is here to develop her skills in humanitarian assistance from the malaria campaign experience and prepare for future missions with the Red Cross.
Every day, when I leave what I consider “my home” in Madagascar, a long line of people at their age d’or, greet us with a big smile on their face as we leave to the office of the Malagasy Red Cross.
They walk several kilometres a day to reach the place right under our home. It is an initiative that provides one meal a day to elders who don’t have the means to buy it. Their smiles are like a ray of sunshine that lightens my mornings.
Once I arrive at the office, I meet Mboula, my counterpart, and we start working on all the preparations ahead of the week of the campaign against malaria.
Posted for: Nathalia Guerrero
Labels: africa, bed nets, canadian red cross, international work, madagascar, malaria bites, Nathalia Guerrero
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