Joana is the project
assistant, and her daily activities consist of the management of the day to day
projects, supervision, evaluation and communication with the local partners. In
April she was in Mozambique, and as she settled in after an exciting trip she
left us this witness of her days in the area.
In April this year,
UPG gave me the opportunity to go to Mozambique and see with my own eyes, all
the work that has been going on for almost 11 years, and for which I have
contributed for almost 2.
When we get away from
Maputo and its confusion and we head ourselves there ("lááá"),
Brother Hilário tells me with a smile "Now you will truly get to know
Mozambique!" And I did. I can't quite explain well what it is to visit a
place where where it feels we have been to already. Coming into Escolinha do
André and recognizing the patio that so regularly appears in pictures, where
the boys and girls sit playing or eating. Getting to Chongoene and recognizing
the Church and the Mission. Entering EFI or ESC and seeing the wall that Sister
Carol painted last year, or getting to know the teachers that Sister Margarida
so much talked about and that by then I had only seen pictures of. Meeting the
mothers that help us and that know all the children like they were all their
own. Being welcomed by all as if they knew me for long, although they had just
met me.
Ever since I started
working at UPG, I always wondered how those places would be, and and tried to
understand the daily difficulties of our technicians in collecting information
that we constantly ask them for. Truly, you can only really understand when you
are there living such reality.
I never thought that
this trip would have such a positive impact. Maybe that is why I got so
emotional right when I entered S.Vicente and when the mothers welcomed us with
open arms, traditional songs and an enormous feeling of gratitude. Or when I
entered Santa Luísa and felt that all the effort that we made to finance the
Feeding Programme or the Day Centre is recognized. Maybe that is why I felt my
heart fill for every present i gave every child. Every time they hold my hand
or touched my hair, or by simply playing with them.
Knowing Cleise, my goddaughter
in the Chongoene Mission or Nelson my parents godson in S. Vicente, was like
getting to know part of the family and I couldn't have been happier by seeing
their look when I told them who I was.
Going to Mozambique
made everything make sense (more than it did before) and every day when I get
up to go to UPG (even when it's hard for me to wake up) I remember of the
nearly 3 weeks I spent next to the people for whom I work for every day,
and that probably all of them are already awake for at least 2 or 3 hours and
that without even having breakfast, they have started yet another day.