Refugee Volunteering in Almere, Netherlands

I haven't posted as much as I wanted but my time in the Netherlands is coming to an end so I wanted to post an update. As you can imagine volunteering while working during travels can be exhausting - especially living in such primitive conditions because everything takes 10x longer when there is no electricity or running water.

This volunteer experience has humbled me beyond words - especially being a highly independent type-A who's use to doing everything for myself. For some reason since I was young I've always felt I was inconveniencing others if I asked for help so I learned to depend on me, myself, I & at an early age & just figured out a way to do it myself. But not anymore, I've had learn to ask for help many times, for many different reasons, during this journey. It's tough for me having to depend on someone for a simple ride to the store - not being able to hop in my car and go where I want to go, when I want to go is a huge adjustment, but it's difficult to complain about anything when around refugees who've lost everything. 

For those who don't know refugees are those who've fled their countries (usually due to war) and seeking a new country. There is an unbelievable amount of red tape that goes into finding a country that will give them status/citizenship and most never get it because the governments usually require proof/paperwork that refugees can't provide (it's hard to prove your identity when your house has been bombed & you've lost everything). Madhat, my refugee caravan neighbor, was denied status a year ago, even though he has the paperwork - they kicked him out of the refugee camp so he was homeless until he met Tom/Amal. 

The US has a lot of problems but I've never had to worry about not being able to come/go as I please & I can't even begin to fathom my entire country being there one day and obliterated due to war the next. But I do have a problem with countries, such as the US, creating refugees after obliterating a country then not wanting to help the innocent people and/or kick them out of the US. I don't know why the innocent people always pay the price for their government's decisions. I've had so many conversations reminding those I've met during this journey that the government doesn't always represent what the people want. This administration definitely doesn't represent me which is partly why I left - I needed a break from the madness. There are so many broken/corrupt systems in the US (voting, judicial, educational, IRS, etc) and this last election left me feeling like my vote doesn't count anymore - considering my ancestors died for me to have the right to vote has left me feeling sad and a little helpless.

Not to mention the legalized slave trade that still exists so a lot of refugees have their passports stolen by corrupt governments and sold into slavery. I heard the first-hand story from Madhat & almost fell out of my chair in disbelief. Yes you read that correctly, there is still slavery in almost 2018. So the next time you hear someone say slavery was a long time ago tell them to Google 'Lybia' and have several seats!

On a much lighter note - I made a few videos...

1. My host, Amal, had her birthday party in the teepee next to my caravan. The video shows refugee Yousou, from Senegal, playing the drums (Tom is the white guy sitting behind him & Amal is the tiny lady dancing at the end). It was a freezing 2C/33F so I didn't stay long - lol

2. I was invited to a vow renewal ceremony by friends of Tom/Amal, Sadioen (Indonesian from Suriname) & Andrea (German). They met and married (via arranged marraiged) through their church  and 15+ years later still going strong - I've never met a modern couple who had an arranged marraige so it was great to hear their story. They invited me with open arms only 15 minutes after meeting me and Koen was more than excited to share about his faith. It was an all-inclusive, interfaith ceremony with about 10 couples at a beautiful hotel by the beach. They are dancing to a beautiful acoustic song & also Madhat sung a beautiful Arabic love song to his wife who he hasn't seen since the war. They also invited me to spend Christmas day with them and let me stay at their beautiful home while they when on holiday to visit relatives. Their generosity melted my heart and I'm so glad to have had the priviledge to meet them.

3. Each Friday they have an activity for the kids because the camps don't provide any fun activities (they're run almost like prisons). I know for a fact working with kids isn't my calling but it was nice to see the smiles on their faces even though they live in difficult refugee circumstances. They definitely taught me more than I taught them :)

I didn't plan to volunteer during this journey but I'm glad I did. This is definitely an experience I'll never forget. 

Even though there were days I wanted to quit/leave I definitely have a greater appreciation for the simple things in life. I learned more about the Dutch experience than I ever expected. My selfless hosts made me feel like part of the family daily, and I enjoyed all of the enlightning dinner table conversations.

Also, construction began on Tom/Amal's permaculture project & they're excited to see their home being built and the neighborhood coming to life. It's tentatively set to be completed July 2018. And just to clarify, they aren't a 'live off the grid' family - they sold their traditional house in August to fund this project so living in these conditions is a huge sacrifice for them. Video of the family and Madhat celebrating in the tiny house/hut when they got the approval to begin construction of their project after months of delays...

Well that's it for the Netherlands. Thanks for being such an inspiring part of this journey. 

Next stop Copenhagen, Denmark. I'm not sure what's there but I'm too close not to stop in for a few days to see & I'll finally get my typhoid vaccination and malaria tablets for Africa that I've been waiting months for :)

"Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardship and decide not to surrender, that is strength."

 - Mohandus Ghandi

Life is a journey... #EnjoyingTheJourney

Arriving in Almere, Netherlands To Start Workaway Volunteer Project

I arrived in Almere (about 20 miles east of Amsterdam) 10 days ago to begin my Workaway volunteer project. I'll be here about 4 weeks helping at the community center (named Karibu) for refugees & also the multiple permiculture projects via my host's non-profit named 'Inspirati'.

My hosts are an amazing couple named Tom & Amal. Tom is Dutch and Amal is Gambian & German, and they have 2 daughters (Yasmin, 15 & Zara 8). Amal's passion for helping refugees is birthed from her own father being a German refugee.

I've always found people who dedicate their lives to helping others are the most selfless, and Tom & Amal are no different. They created Inspirati, 8 years ago in the Netherlands & recently sold their house to move onto the land in support of their permaculture (self-sustaining/eco-friendly living) project. It's cheaper to purchase just the land then add electricity, plumbing, etc. yourself so that's what they are in the process of doing. 

They are currently living in a 600 sqft house that volunteers built for them. Also on their property is a teepee, chicken coup, & 2 campers (I'm staying in one & a Syrian refugee named Madhat is staying in the other - he has been here for 2.5 yrs and Tom/Amal's right-hand for Inspirati). Yes you read that correctly - I'm living in a camper, next to a teepee, for the next month lol :) This is no frills, semi off-the-grid, the most basic of living situations - there is no address, closest bus stop is almost a mile away, no electricity, no running water, & everyone shares the detached shower and toilet (thankfully I stocked up on baby wipes because I'm not quite feelin' that shower - lol). I was drawn to this project for several reasons but the main reason is because of a show in the states on HGTV called 'Tiny House Living'. It's about people getting off the hampster wheel and deciding to declutter & take control of their lives by downsizing & living with less.

Tom/Amal also help refugees seeking asylum so they have dozens of refugees, that have fled their countries, around the city that are part of Inspiriati. My neighbor Madhat fled Syria over 2 years ago after the war and now part of the Inspirati program - his father and son were both killed in the war, and his wife of 15 yrs lives in Dubai, but is unable to leave because she's Palestinian. As you can imagine he and I are having enlightening conversations about the devastation of wars - especially since the US played a big part in the destruction of his country. Despite it all he has the most positive attitude and grateful for the opportunity to be part of Inspirati. He says he now considers the Netherlands his home.

Being here is reminding me of my grandmother who recently passed right before I left the states. She'd perfected 'keeping it simple' in spite of it all, and that's definitely resonating with me now at an elevated level :)

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I went to the Anne Frank house. I opted not to pay the touristy entrance fee to the museum, nor stand in the ridiculously long line in 13C/55F weather, but I did learn a few facts that surprised me... 

1. I didn't know that she was eventually captured and died in the concentration camps. She and her sister died of typhus in March 1945, just a few weeks before British troops liberated Bergen-Belsen on April 15, 1945.

2. She started rewriting her diary with the intention of publication (very ambitious to be so young).

3. Her father was the only surviving family member who discovered, after her death, that she wanted to have her diary published. So to honor her memory he made sure her diary was published.

4. Frank's original red plaid diary was only one of three in which she wrote her thoughts during the 25 months that she and her family hid from the Nazis in a concealed apartment in the building that is now the Anne Frank House.

5. The government originally wanted to demolish her home, but public protest preserved the now famous landmark. 

6. It is still unknown how she and her family were found - some still think a close friend betrayed them.

I can't even begin to imagine living in paranoid fear for over 2 years. Even though I try to keep a 'glass half full' perspective about life, I have to remind myself that educating myself about history is important so I can do my part in making sure it doesn't repeat itself. The motto at the Anne Frank house sums it up perfectly - "Never Forget".

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