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Nuns and roads
Last Sunday, the
altar boys have been busy distributing the parish newspaper "Le Saint
Michel". During the Mass I asked to read it, explaining that there were
some insights about the forthcoming elections (October-November 2015). I wanted
to give them an opportunity for a better understanding of this political event.
They can be easily orientated by someone just because he belongs to the same
ethnic group, or because he can give money, beer or fabrics...
Last Monday we hold
a meeting with the volunteers of the “Listening Centre” (Centre d'écoute): every
week thirty people make themselves available to listen to those in need and
help them. There are those who accompany the sick to the hospital, or to the
police or in Court in order to get justice, those who give information about
some Groups that can give assistance, repair a roof, prepare a meal, bring
firewood or water, and so on.
Wednesday I
receive the visit of the Indian nuns who work at Yole’ with us in Bouar. The
nuns are together with Sister Rita, the superior of the African region, which I
had met in November in Dar es Salaam in Tanzania. Here in Central Africa, since
1991, they work as teachers, nurses and offer valuable assistance with a typical
feminine touch, flavored up with a lot of joy!
Thursday I leave
with them driving to Bangui, to take the Mother Superior who is going back to
Tanzania. Along the road we meet the convoy with about 200 trucks driving
towards the capital. I overtake them one by one, but it takes a long time,
because the road is narrow and isn’t in good condition! They travel in convoy
because there are attacks along the way, and are escorted by UN peacekeepers. Just
today I received a message from a student of our school, who went to Cameroon,
where he is attending the University, saying:
Hello Father! I take this opportunity to keep you
informed of my return trip to Cameroon! Indeed, as expected I left Bozoum
Monday, 8/25 and I had to spend 2 nights in Bouar because of lack of transportations.
Because of this I left for Bouar Garoua-Boulay the following Wednesday. During
this trip, our vehicle was stopped by rebels about 25km after Baboua and we
were brought for twenty meters or so into the bush. They made us lie on the ground
and began the counting of our bags and pockets. Thank God our lives were spared
after they have collected an amount of almost 1.5 million f CFA (2,250 euros).
As for me I was able to keep what I had for the University registration,
because I had hidden them. But they took my phone and some 5000 f CFA cash that
I had purposely kept in the pocket.
This happens on
the only road allowing communication with Cameroon, which is also the only road
to get merchandise. It makes you realize how fragile the situation is, and how
little is being done to secure at least some strategic points. I do not say
that the United Nations are not doing what they should do, but maybe they could
at least spare us all the round tables and press conferences, where they
continue to say that the situation has improved, that everything is under
control and so on. Maybe the improvement is for them, in their offices with air
conditioning, or in the hundreds of their cars crossing Bangui. I don’t want to
go any further with my comments…
In Bangui I meet
our community of Carmel, always "brightened" by the more than 2,500
refugees (since December 2013) and I welcome two Sisters of the Misericordia just
arrived from Congo: Sister Francine and Sister Christine. It is they who are to
replace the Franciscan Sisters. Sister Francine will continue to her
destination which is Ndim (160 km from Bozoum) and Sister Christine instead will
remain in Bozoum. On Sunday at 06.00 we leave Bangui reaching finally Bozoum at
noon, where they can embrace Sister Paula waiting for them ready to begin the
adventure of “Misericordia” (Mercy) in Bozoum!
Camions sulla strada verso Bangui: tutto regolare e a norma! Des camions sur la route vers Bangui: tout selon les règles! |
Sr Payton, in Centrafrica dal 1991 Sr Payton, en Centrafrique depuis 1991 |
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