The New Project

Posted in Projects on August 22nd, 2010 by admin
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Saki Naka Slum

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This photo is taken from the main road as you enter the slum. The patch of earth above the pipeline will be transformed into clean public space.

With only a month left in Canada before flying back to Mumbai,  I have started to formulate the fist major project for DWP in the Saki Naka slum community.

DWP’s biggest project to date was the funding and completed construction of the free school and community centre in Saki Naka slum.

I have been in close contact with Ashley of Janvi Trust, the local Mumbaikar that makes DWP’s work in Saki Naka possible. The new school is already having a great impact on the community. Several new classes are offered in the new space, including free-spoken English classes taught by Vignesh of Discover Urjaa, and a new dance class that will begin soon called “Dance Saki Naka Dance”. This class will be for older children with a passion for dance and will be taught by a profesional a few times a week to give the children the attributes to become a dancer.

After completing the school, at the end of June,  BMC officers (local government office in charge of the pipeline that runs through the slum) offered DWP and Janvi unused land in the slum to continue to clean and improve the community. The first patch of land is to the left of the stairs as you descend into the slum from the main road. This land is currently useless and is covered in broken glass and garbage. During the monsoon, water flows over this area creating sanitation issues for the community. The second area of land is 100 mtrs to the right of the school. It’s a long narrow piece of land that is covered in garbage and human waste and remains unused by the community.

While the BMC and other government bodies forbid us to build any buildings on this land, they have given us permission to clean, beautify and relcaim this land for the community. DWP plans on not only cleaning these ares  but to make them useable green spaces, creating parks for the area’s children and gathering spots for the people of the community. For those of you that have not been to Mumbai, green space is hard to come by and rarely looked after. In a city of over 18 million people space is a premium. Slum dwellers live in tiny, cramped, hot  homes and the ability to get out of their small spaces and to sit in a clean, green space would greatly enhance the quality of living. It will also give the hundreds and hundreds of children a safe, clean place to play, instead of muddy, cramped laneways.

While helping the community gain useable land it will also help Janvi and DWP expand our sphere of influence throughout the community. Being a pipeline slum, the slum is approx 20 yards wide by a few kilometres long in either direction. Due to this long, narrow, shape there are many families that remain unaware of our projects and are unable to take advantage of our free services. By cleaning and using land farther away from the school, we will be able to hold medical camps and programs in other areas of the slum, bringing the community together.

This is no small project and may take months to complete but will create jobs and raise the standard of living for a few thousand people who live in and outside the slum.

Below, I’ve attached the e-mail sent to me by Ashley of Janvi Charitable Trust in Mumbai, outlining the cost/benefits of the project.  DWP’s upcoming Dinner Fundraiser will be raising money for this project and I hope to see you all there…P.S. During my last trip to Saki Naka, I taught many of the local kids how to use my camera. They love taking photos and are excited by the results. If anyone has an old digital camera you would like to donate to the kids of Saki Naka, or old prescription eyeglasses (much needed) please bring them to the August 29th Fundraiser in Victoria, at the Ambrosia Event Centre.

Ashley’s e-mail:

The land left to the stair-case: The work that will involve in it:

  1. Clearing the heaps of Garbage and Muck.
  2. Creating alternative drainage for the sewage water from the roadside shops who just leave the dirty water on the land.
  3. Leveling the land and filling it with atleast 2 feet soil.
  4. Building a small boundry wall on the periphery.
  5. Decorative Painting of the Walls etc.
  6. Plantations of Plants and Trees.
  7. Installation of Fence to prevent the plants from getting damaged.
  8. Installation of Benches.
  9. Installation of Swings and Slides.
  10. Providing a Water Tap facility and Tube-Lights.
  11. Installation of a Water Purifier to provide Pure, Safe Drinking Water.
  12. Building a small open study center at one end so the children can gather and study over there.
  13. Providing a Facility of a Free Daily News-Paper Stand for the Community.

How will the Slum Dwellers benefit from this project?

  1. Freedom from their cramped and tiny congested houses, they can relax  and rest under the spacious green cover of the Garden.
  2. Children get an opportunity to play in a clean environment and get access of using Swings and Slides.
  3. The elderly and weak have an easliy accessable space to unwind.
  4. Residents can use the newly created Garden for their small functions and meetings.
  5. A clean environment is provided to the residents, free of all the garbage and stench.
  6. Diseases and illness will get reduced. Medical expenses minimised.
  7. Creative workshops for Children, Women and Adults can be arranged for their benefits.
  8. It will help them to change their attitude for the better towards Cleanliness, Sanitation and Environment.

The estimated cost for this Project would be around 1.8 Lakhs.

The longer patch would cost less if the BMC fixes the Broken Grills and builds the broken walls. It would then cost us around One Lakh. But if BMC does not do it then it would cost us around Two Lakhs.

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The Little Things

Posted in Projects on July 20th, 2010 by admin
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July 20th , 2010, Victoria B.C. , Canada

The Little Things

While bricks were being loaded onto the school roof and we were searching the neighborhood for building supplies and tradesmen, and fretting over the cost of tiles, DWP was also absorbed with the everyday issues of the people who live in Saki Naka and beyond. Meetings with people desperate for help with medical needs and school fees were never ending. For every person who came to Ashley and DWP for help, there were countless others who stood in the shadows. With Ashley as our guide through the minefield of cultural sensitivity issues, we were able to help those who truly couldn’t help themselves. Sometimes we just brought the fun, added to the noise, and shared a little bit of western culture with people who only travel a few miles from their slum homes. The small things that DWP was able to contribute to enabled us to share the dailiness of the lives of the people at Saki Naka. Feeling the grip of a tiny hand as we led them into their school, waiting with people in Doctor’s offices who were nervous about medical treatments, or bringing the cake to a birthday celebration, we were able to share moments of lives as easily as sharing a much needed bottle of water with each other. These are the stories of the little things, a glimpse into the lives of those people who are so grateful for the donors who allow us to help them. Close your eyes, feel the tiny hand of a small child in yours, or imagine the old, bony hands of the women who just had cataract surgery, clasping your hands together with theirs, so appreciative they can’t convey their emotions with words. These are some of the stories……the little things that we don’t always have a chance to convey in words.

Rojer and his Ninth Birthday Party (600 INR or $14 CAD)

Rojer has a megawatt smile and is freakishly strong. He weighs maybe 50 pounds, and can carry his weight in bricks. During the building of the school, he insisted on helping by carrying construction materials to and from the site. As a thank you for all of his hard work, we wanted to help him celebrate his birthday. He waited all day for us to finish our work, constantly smiling, accepting birthday wishes from the other kids, anxious to get his party started. We purchased a chocolate layer cake from a nearby bakery, had his name written on it and dotted it with nine candles. Rojer, dressed in a brand new yellow shirt, pranced down the laneway into Sheela’s home. Loud party poppers were set off outside and children danced in the lane way, while mothers cleaned up squished cake from the cement floor. Rojer never stopped smiling.

The Cancer Patient (15,000 INR or $349 CAD)

Two men, serious, despondent, with a mission, entered the Balwadi where we meet with people who need help. We all sat in plastic tub chairs in a semi-circle. The men quietly told Ashley that they needed money for cancer surgery for a 28 year old male relative. They only had a few more days to raise money for a deposit, or the surgery wouldn’t happen. They had already raised 25,000 rupees but needed another 15,000 rupees for the operation. They described their needs methodically, with the tired, stricken expression of men who were exhausted from trying and failing to get the needed funds. Ashley looked at us, translated their story and gave us his opinion of their situation. Although DWP doesn’t usually just hand out money, preferring to be part of a project or situation, we didn’t hesitate long before deciding that giving them the money they needed was the right thing to do. The operation was a success and the young man has DWP donors to thank for extending his life and giving him some hope. The two gentlemen visitied Saki Naka after the surgery to thank us in person.

Cataract Operations (6000 INR or $139 CAD)

Sleeping under a tarp on the hard, uneven ground was not the only issue facing this lovely, quiet, reserved, subservient woman. She doesn’t know how old she is, maybe she is 55, or maybe she is 45. Her husband died and her only son refuses to look after her as he makes a meagre living from selling limes on the pavement. Her right eye with it’s milky white film was limiting her vision and causing her some pain. We made arrangements for cataract surgery for her at a private eye clinic. The doctor at the clinic reserves spaces for charity cases and is a generous, calm woman who is aware of the needs of the slum communities that surround her office. We accompanied her and another elderly woman from the slum whose eye was completely white and often just sits outside her home on a raised, webbed cot in the searing sun, to the clinic. Both women emerged after their operation, wearing thick sunglasses courtesy of the clinic, into what will be a brighter, less painful world. Although we couldn’t see their eyes for days, hidden behind the dark glasses, they never missed a chance to grab our hands between theirs and offer us a grateful smile. One other woman had her eyes tested to determine if she had the beginnings of cataracts. Thankfully, she was found to be fine.

New Glasses (1200 INR or $ 28 CAD)

Two middle aged men from the slum were also candidates for cataract surgery, however after a complete eye examination from the doctor at the clinic, it was determined that they wouldn’t benefit from a simple cataract surgery. The doctors recommended we get each of them prescription glasses to improve the eyesight they still have. DWP paid for new prescription lenses to be inserted into frames that were donated by customers of Sally Bun Cafe in Victoria, B.C. Canada. The men are impressed by their new glasses and are thankful for the opportunity to see more clearly than they have in years. They are both labourers and the glasses will allow them to work more often.

Getting Away ( 2000 INR or $46 CAD)

While DWP was in the middle of construction on the first floor of the school, we were also reconstructing the small living space (150 sq. ft.) that Suresh, Shalu and their three sons occupy which is also part of the school building. The family temporarily moved into a relative’s slum home, just down the lane way, which meant eight people would be sharing an even smaller space. Shalu wanted to attend a wedding in her village, an eight hour train ride from Mumbai. Because two families were enduring extremely cramped living conditions with no end in sight given the set-backs we encountered while building the school and their home, DWP decided to pay the return train fare for Shalu and her sons to travel to her home village for a brief stay. She was also given a small amount of money for other expenses during her trip. They returned after a brief stay to reunite with Suresh and were able to move back into their home which was almost put back together for them. The family’s living conditions improved with the new build. They still live in one room, but the ceiling is higher, two window’s have been installed to let in light and air, and a shelf has been built to hold her cook top. A two foot square space with a new blue curtain has been added to give Shalu privacy while she bathes. The family is deserving and resilient. Suresh has both AIDS and TB and the family struggles on Shalu’s small salary as an assistant at the Balwadi.

Care and Attention (1500 INR or $ 35 CAD)

Although many people who live in the slum are aware that DWP is there to assist them when needed and know to ask for help, others don’t ask, or don’t want the attention. We respect that we can’t knock on doors, push curtains aside, or ask personal questions unless we are asked to help someone. While we go about our day in the slum, we notice people who don’t come to events or celebrations or bring their children to the Balwadi. Everyday as we enter the slum from the street, we noticed a very young mother and her two small children who live in a cave-like dwelling at the top of some stairs cut into the small hill under a bridge. We make eye contact, wave, say hello, but her mood was always sombre and her children seemed listless. Recently, Kane and Ashley had the opportunity to talk to the young mother. Upon close inspection, the children seemed more than listless. They have gigantic, bulging eyes and under their dirty t-shirts, their bellies were huge and distended. The mother, who was just twenty years old, was also pregnant and said she had taken poison in an effort to abort the pregnancy. Within an hour, Ashley and Kane took the family, including the young father, to a private hospital where a doctor declared the children extremely malnourished, calcium deficient and infected with worms. The doctor was angry about their condition, but was convinced that if the medication he prescribed (protein supplements, de-worming medication and calcium supplements) was taken as directed, the children would survive and hopefully thrive. DWP paid for a three month supply of this medication as instructed. When DWP returns to Saki Naka, the children will be taken back to the doctor to assess their progress. Within a week of taking the medication, the children appeared to have some energy. The youngest child, a little boy of almost two years old, but who is half the size he should be, was breathing better and moving more than just his big eyes.The little girl, who is four, started to play near the Balwadi with other little girls within a few days of taking the medication. All we can do is hope.

The Mother (685 INR or $16 CAD)

As instructed, we took the mother to a gynecologist. Her general health was assessed and the doctor was happy to report that she was relatively healthy. However, a sonogram was required to check on the health of the unborn baby. DWP paid for the mother to have a sonogram the next day. It was determined that she was almost five months pregnant and the baby was healthy and growing, despite the desperate mother’s attempt to end the pregnancy with poison. At the sonogram clinic she was offered the choice of aborting the baby after the sonogram, but chose to continue the pregnancy. Ashley and DWP will continue to assist this young mother and her family when needed.

Try Them On (free of cost)

Generous donors from Victoria, B.C. Canada donated over 40 pairs of gently used prescription eye glasses to the people of Saki Naka. From vintage 1970′s large metal brass frames to glasses held together with a bit of tape, to fabulous, current styles of designer frames, the choices were abundant. When the box of eyewear was brought to the Balwadi, a few people tried the glasses on, mostly for fun ,but soon, as word spread, more people arrived to sort through the box, trying glasses on, looking around the room for objects to become clearer, checking out words in a newspaper, the excitement of being able to see clearly for maybe the first time building with each pair that was tried on. Within a few hours, ten people found a prescription that worked for them and left the Balwadi wearing their new glasses. Thank you to all the people who donated eyeglasses.

Teach Me (850 INR or $19.75 CAD)

DWP purchased educational English/Hindi DVD’s and books for the students and teachers to use at the Balwadi.

Needing Help (700 INR or $16.25 CAD)

A young woman stopped Kane and Ashley as they entered the slum and asked for assistance regarding her twenty year old sister who had just arrived in Saki Naka from a village north of Mumbai. The sister had taken the advice of several doctors from the area surrounding her village, but nothing could stop her involuntary urination. She arrived in Mumbai, as many people do, hoping for better medical treatment and relief from her embarrassing and uncomfortable situation. DWP paid for her visit to a gynecologist for tests, which in turn led to DWP purchasing the prescribed medication. She is currently taking the medication and hopes for a better outcome. This condition prevents this young woman from being able to leave her home for even a short period of time.

Health Camp (2000 INR or $46 CAD)

A new Marriott Hotel recently opened near the Saki Naka slum. Janvi Charitable Trust approached the head of Corporate Social Responsibility at the Marriott to ask for financial assistance with programs at the Saki Naka slum. Two employees of the Marriott came to Saki Naka to look around and have a meeting with Kane and Ashley regarding holding a health camp at the slum. Within a few days, DWP organized the event, informed the people of Saki Naka, briefed the Marriott people regarding medicine required for the day, and set up the tents, tables and chairs for the doctors. The Marriott Hotel offered volunteers to man the event, paid for two doctors to attend, and paid for the medicine which would be dispensed free to patients. 154 people from Saki Naka attended the health camp. DWP paid for the rentals of the tents, tables, and chairs.

Summing it Up

Mumbai is an enormous, sprawling city with over 55 percent of it’s inhabitants living in slums. The Saki Naka Pipeline Slum is home to thousands of people with a myriad of problems due to extreme poverty, cramped living conditions, only three squat toilets, garbage issues and an over all lack of hygiene. The problems and serious issues that confront the people of the slum inhabit every lane way and every tiny home, like drops of water finding a way into every tiny rip in the plastic tarps that cover the roofs. The renovated new school with it’s beautiful, airy, new second floor allows DWP and Janvi to meet with people who have problems, while the other part of the building is being used for classes. The addition of a second floor allows more room to hold new programs aimed at literacy, computer skills, and the possibility of using the space as a workshop to provide income for the women of the slum. The problems within any slum are endless and the living situations are daunting, but there is always room for hope and improved conditions, allowing the people in the slum to move forward and improve their lives, even marginally.

Sincerely,

Kane & Cindy Ryan

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Saki Naka Health Camp

Posted in Projects on April 13th, 2010 by admin
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Music by a great local band from Victoria called the Sunday Buckets…

April 7th, 2010, Mumbai, India

Today, the Dirty Wall Project embarked on the second health camp held in Mumbai. Using Janvi’s small Balwadi building as our temporary health center, we invited the Saki Naka community to come and see a doctor, free of charge. DWP hired a local, general physician and his assistant, who in turn, gave us a remarkable concession on his daily rates and provided us with a discount on all the medication we purchased for the camp. At a cost of just 20 Rupees (50 cents CAD) per patient, everyone who attended was given general medicine geared towards their overall health, such as rehydration tablets, pain killers, fever medication and ointments. The main health problems in slum areas are fevers, coughs, and skin ailments due to poor hygiene. While providing people with general medication, the doctor also diagnosed other ailments and DWP paid for alternate and specialized medications, pertaining to the individual. The camp started at 10 a.m. and ran until 2 p.m. and in that time period, the doctor and his assistant attended 115 patients; mainly women and children.

During the health camp, as I was sitting outside speaking to some local children and letting them take turns with my camera, a small boy walked by the camp, quietly holding his right hand which was severely swollen and obviously badly infected. I ran and spoke to Ashley, who promptly followed me to the boy. On quick inspection, it was obvious that this young boy was in desperate need of medical attention, but first we had to find his family. The boy quickly disappeared into the slum area, leaving us worried and searching for him. Winding through the lanes of small one room homes, I entered a part of Saki Naka that I had never been before; an area that is much worse than the main road of the slum. Even in slum communities there are upper and middle classes. Those that have just enough, have so much more than those with nothing. We found the young boy and his mother, and Ashley began asking the million questions we had for her. She said the reason she hadn’t taken her son to a doctor, was that they didn’t have money to eat, let alone money for medical treatment. This didn’t explain why she hadn’t brought him to our FREE medical camp, only a 5 minute walk from her home. She told us that she didn’t bother with our health camp because the child would only cry.

It frustrates me to tears when I witness people like this young boy’s mother who seem oblivious to their child’s plight. Trying to remain calm, we ushered the boy and his mother to our health camp, where our doctor took one look at his swollen hand and said we must take him to emergency immediately, as his hand had turned septic. In the few minutes the boy had been with us, his mother disappeared again and couldn’t be found. Ashley and I couldn’t take this boy without a family member because the hospital needs to have a family member with us to admit the boy. Once again, frustrated by the mother’s lack of regard for her son, we left the boy with our doctor, and walked back to his home to find his mother or father. Crossing a polluted stream of sewer run-off that meanders through the back of the slum, stepping over garbage and debris, we came to the small tent like structure that this family calls home. It’s there that we found his mother and father, and their four other children. All seven of them live together under a ragged tarp, on the bare ground, living off food that other families in the slum leave them. His mother told us that she would not come to the hospital as she had to look after her baby, but the father would come with us. An already sad state-of-affairs turned worse when the father emerged drunkenly from the tent. My sadness quickly turned to anger. They couldn’t afford food or medicine for their children, but the father could afford alcohol. Slurring his words and trying to balance, he quickly dressed. Frustrated and confused, I retreated fifty metres and waited. Ashley explained to the father how serious his son’s condition was. The father said his son’s hand had been this way for over two weeks, meaning his condition was probably far worse than we originally thought.

Walking back through the slum with the boy and his father in tow, we headed directly to the main road and the four of us jumped into an auto rickshaw and headed to the nearest private hospital. During the ride, the little boy sat between me and his father. The stench of alcohol oozed from the father and my frustration with this boy’s situation grew. I turned my attention to the young boy who sat in absoulute silence. In the hour that I have known him, I have not heard him usher a word, and I can only imagine the saddness that this young boy has lived through in his short life.

Arriving at the hospital we were met by gracious and understanding nurses, who promptly led the boy to a doctor. The doctor took less than two minutes to tell us that the boy needed immediate surgery, under anesthesia, to hopefully eradicate the infection. He was given a bed and his father left the room to smoke.The boy, now without his father in a very strange situation, began to cry. Ashley gently put him on the hospital bed, but stuggled to deal with the young boys tears. He was crying and struggled to get free of Ashley’s grasp.Watching this young boy crying for his father was heartbreaking. After 10 minutes of screams and tears, his father came back and soon the boy became quiet and distant once again. He sat there staring out the window, as if contemplating his life, holding his injured hand, and remained stoic. He seemed older than his 6 years. Nurses arrived and put a tube in his good hand and hooked him up to a saline drip in preparation for surgery.

I went downstairs to deal with the money end of things while Ashely spoke to the father and nursing staff. I left a 2000 Rupee deposit and purchased 538 Rupees worth of medicine from the dispensary on the direction of the doctors. When we had done all we could for them, Ashley and I left the hospital to complete our health camp, which was still going on in our absence at Saki Naka.

When our health camp was finished, Ashley and I hurried back to Paramount Hospital to see the boy. His surgery over, we entered his hospital room to see him laying on his back, with both hands in the air, staring at the ceiling, his father curled up, sleeping off his mid-afternoon drinking binge. The doctor came into the room and gave us a detailed description of his condition. His infection was so severe that it was slowly poisoning his blood and the doctor stated that he would have gone into anaphylactic shock in a few days, had he not been operated on. During operation, the team also noticed an infection in his badly swollen scrotum. This would need an alternate course of treatment which DWP will help with. The doctor is hopeful that he will make a full recovery.

We purchased food and water for the father and son. Normally, in these circumstances, I would leave the father with a bit of cash for any needs that arise, but with the obvious lack of responsibility on his part, I could not do that.

It has now been three days since I first met Asatque. He was released from hospital yesterday and I went to his home for a visit today to see how he and his family were doing. Arriving at their tent today, I witnessed a completely different family. Astaque was playing with his younger brother and smiling, his bandage torn and completely filthy, but he was happy and in good spirits. When he saw Ashley and me, he ran over to us and shook our hands, and I witnessed his beautiful smile for the first time. His father and mother came to greet us as well. His father was sober, in control, and wildly different from the man I had met a few days ago. My frustration with him subsided. Although I work in these poor communities, I will never know what it’s actually like to live and breath their circumstances. Life is extremely difficult for India’s poorest people and it’s not fair for me to judge how they live, or how they survive, or what they do to cope. Sometimes, I take their issues to heart and it can be very difficult to witness families living in these conditions. No matter how long I work with the poor here, I will never truly understand what they go through to survive.

As I sat with Astaque and his siblings, I handed my camera to his sister and showed her how to use it. She began taking pictures of her family and it wasn’t long before we were all smiling and laughing. It’s small moments like these, that I have daily, that makes everything worthwhile. A family that I didn’t know less than three days ago will now be forever ingrained in my mind.

I am so fortunate to be in a position to help, and I thank the supporters of DWP for that chance… we are all helping to make a difference.

Total Health Camp costs (including doctor fees and medicine): 4000 INR or $93 CAD

Astaque’s surgery and medication: 4600 INR or $ 107 CAD

115 people received free medicine and had access to a doctor, and a young boy’s life was changed, all for $200…..

Sincerely,

Kane Ryan

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