Tacilevu Village receives donated goods – thank you!
It is Saturday and it has been raining for days here in Savusavu. Over the past two weeks, I have been receiving donations to help a village about 40 km away. Tacilevu (pronounced Tathelevu) village has no electricity and is quite remote. Thus, they have very little in the way of clothing and other supplies.
Alas, it is also the week I have experienced my laptop having problems, and had quite a drama to find someone in this little town that had both knowledge and time to repair. So I had not the opportunity to raise as much support as I would have liked. But in saying that, I am really thrilled and thankful to those who gave.
I was able to buy a stack of underwear for the kids. Most have little or none as it is about 3 – 5 hours wages to purchase one pair.
So when Friday afternoon came (the day I was to pick the rental car I had booked), I discovered that it had “broken down”. Unfortunately, there is a Conference in town that has attracted 400 attendees, all of who would definitely make a better deal than mine to secure a vehicle. So it is torrential rain and no car.
The roads to the place are so bad, there are no taxis to take us there. After unsuccessfully trying every other rental car company in town – and there are not many – I sit in the rental office at a loss.
We have bought all the items to donate. This is our last weekend here. We can only go to the village on the one specific Saturday ahead of us. The children are expecting us on that day. We have made a promise. We will go.
Then along comes a Christian Head Teacher (Principal) from the conference who is in the same predicament. They have also rented out his promised vehicle!
We talk and discover his colleague and him wish to go the village next to the one we wish to go to. So we form a team and rent a car that is worth three times the amount of money we had separately budgeted for (also the only vehicle left) but haggle a deal due to the rental company’s stuff up.
Next morning I am collected and we load up and “hit the road”.
Well after a visit to the Hot Springs Medical Centre to see Dr. Ishaque Mohammed, as my son now has quite a few staph infected sores and requires antibiotics and dressings. Dr. Mohammed gave my son excellent treatment and asked if I could mention his clinic in the blog.
It is a clinic where the bandages etc are donated. It has been set up to offer medical services to the less fortunate members of the society: Those who cannot afford medical care. We can pay the full rate as we have travel insurance though. Please contact him directly if you wish to donate (firstname.lastname@example.org).
The road is now slush and mud and it continues to rain. Master Beci is driving, and it is a relief – the roads are way worse than when I drove there 2 weeks ago! Albeit his driving is way too fast for my liking (lack of rear working seat belts), but a thrill to my seven-year-old. We slide and bump across the tracks and arrive about an hour later.
We arrive and the kids start running towards us. It is slushy and wet.
They had made leaf decorations and prepared a “song and show” for us.
I realized the lady (she is a Mum at 20 and looks 14) hasn’t informed all the kids – or they are busy elsewhere, so it is just this corner of the village. So not all 100 kids were there by a long shot. But the pastor came, and we discussed the need to ensure that the donations are shared with the other village kids – which they assured me they do anyway.
I was told I was “Queen” and given a special chair – must say I didn’t feel too right about that! But I am given a fabulous show and I just love the kids enthusiasm!
The village’s only nurse – who administers all the medical treatment – has come along, and she makes me some tea. We are given papaya they had just gone out and picked – freshly prepared and it was so lovely.
And I was very honored to then be asked to meet the Chief. He also had problems walking, and was really grateful of the other walking stick. It was great to spend time with such an honored man amongst the clans and to see him walk back inside using his new walking stick and wearing a big grin.
We see all sorts along the way. I love the way these people are having their bath in the part made road-side.
We get back just as it stops raining. Really tired. This is our first official trip to do our “Random Acts of Kindness”. We want to do this the world over as we travel.
We thank the many who have supported us, and who have blessed this village with kindness. Your donations brought so much joy to these people.
They have asked us to tell you all “Vinaka Vaka Levu” – Thank you very much!