As part of Mercy
Air’ outreach to isolated communities, there have been regular mission trips to
Mamoli Mission, in Mozambique, for a number of years now.
A warm welcome |
The journey began as
we left Mercy Air to exit South Africa at Kruger and enter Mozambique at Beira.
We stay at
the Mamoli Mission base where we have two rooms, a secure place to park the
helicopter, and storage for the A1 jet
fuel (always important).
The day
begins with a shower at 6, knowing you will be soggy with sweat by 10, then breakfast
and prayers. Joel makes a series of
phone calls to check people are in place for the day ahead and does the
helicopter preflight checks. The aim of the week is to take medical staff from
the hospital and health care centers to communities only accessible by air.
Each day we
take a different medical team to a different community. This might be a school,
with a building, with class rooms, but no electricity, but it could also be a community
with a school meeting under a tree. We visited a medical center with the roof
blown off and no resources to fit a new one, another medical center was a
beautiful tree in a field of long grass - just a tree and grass. At the first
place we visited there was a puff adder in the waiting room (a log in the dust).
I pointed it out to our first patient and let’s say the snake is now with Jesus
(ouch) and not biting anyone in the bush.
The medical
team is made up of health care workers, dentists (more later), someone to check
patients for HIV, a baby immunization coordinator. I do not know why some
babies scream, and some go quietly, to be suspended in a tree to be weighed (Picture…..).
There were talks to the community on health issues like the importance of sleeping
under a mosquito net, the issue of TB and drinking clean water.
Doctors waiting room |
One day we
had the privilege of taking the medical director, a doctor, out with us for the
day and he was able to see the work that goes on. Joel and he were able to discuss how they can
plan to use our helicopter best in the future. Relationships are so important
to get things done in Mozambique!
A thirsty bird |
To give and
idea of how busy it is - on one day we made 17 landing and take offs. When Joel
could see I understood what and how we do things, I was promoted from ballast
to packing and unpacking the cargo, dentist chair etc. At one stop we had a 2 hour wait and I just
sat in the waiting room, a log set in the dust, and I watched and listened. There
were mainly women and children gathered, the Gogos (Grannies) would sit on the floor
with the red dust blowing onto their beautiful capalanas and they chatted away
in a local language I will never understand. On another log the younger women
with their very obedient children gathered like any other playgroup in England.
Chatter, laughter, gossip I can only guess.
Some of the more privileged
children have their own sack!
Some of the
children, when taken to the weighing scales, hang by there tiny fists gripping the
hook. I can almost feel the metal support making a pressure line in the child’s
small black hopeful hands. Mothers watch the finger of the scale rotate slowly around
the clock face, just a bit more please. Eventually the finger of the scales points
towards healthy development and the promise of a future. Across the dusty
playground a lady begins the school dinner. As I investigate, they tell me the
food, maize I believe, is supplied by USA so that each school child gets a free
meal each day.
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