Almost a year has passed since I worked as a medical volunteer for Boat Refugee Foundation on Lesvos Island, Greece, to provide medical support for refugees in dire need.
This summer, Lesvos reached the dubious record of hosting over 10.000 refugees, where the 2.500 refugees of last year did not even have acces to basic human rights: enough food/water, sanitation and basic medical care.
That’s why I took up the challenge to run the half marathon of Ghent, Belgium on October 28th, 2018. This challenge was no comparison to the hardship refugees face on their challenge to find a safe shelter, a new home. But it was an opportunity to provide some relief!
These results definitely exceeded my expectations!
The fundraiser collected € 1.050; far more than the € 500 I initially set out for. What’s more, I ran the half marathon a lot faster than expected (1 hour 47 minutes vs. simply trying to finish).
Boat Refugee Foundation supported me with fundraising tips and flyers, as well as a T-shirt, which helped for the fundraiser as well as BRF to become more visible.
I’m proud of the good job BRF is doing in trying to provide some relief to fellow people in dire need.
I’m also proud of my well-wishers and donors, for caring about these people.
Many, many thanks, it is appreciated!
Rick van Uum
GP trainee / former BRF volunteer
Ellen Spoelstra worked as our field coordinator in Moria refugee camp on Lesvos. She said goodbye this week. How does she look back on her time in Moria and what did she experience in the crowded refugee camp?
On my last day in Lesvos, I’m looking back on my last few months working in this chaotic camp where not one day has been the same. However, one thing that has unfortunately remained the same is the static, unimproved conditions in the camp and the way people are being treated. From December until now, I’ve seen the situation go from bad to worse in my time here. There are a lot of clearly visible problems; the housing is not proper and the hygiene is poor in the camp. Not too long ago, there were more than 9000 people in Moria – capacity for the camp is 3100. Then, huge news broke that 2000 people would be moved from Lesvos to the mainland. What the news articles didn’t say, was that last month alone around the same amount of people arrived on this island in boats as would be leaving it.
There are other issues in Moria which are even harder to explain to the world. I’m speaking about the mental health situation of the people living in Moria. People have been through a lot in their home countries, but also along their journeys to Lesvos. They come from war zones, have been tortured and/or raped, lost family members and have left everything behind in a search of safety. These people are now all living together in the overcrowded, unsanitary and unsafe Moria. This is not a stable or safe environment, thus causing the troubles of those who already suffer from trauma and PTSD to continue to grow bigger and bigger.
In the clinic, in addition to the wounds and infections, we see a lot of people who suffer from trauma and are in need of professional help. Some people are feeling suicidal, others are brought in with severe panic attacks – watching this it looks as if the patient died and their body stopped working – others are psychiatric patients who are still re-experiencing their past in the form of flashbacks and hallucinations.
The medical team is working hard to address these issues 7 days a week, 2000 consultations a month to cover just a portion of the necessary health care inside the camp. But more is needed.
The PSS-team is working to address this as well with mental health and stress relief classes. The team also makes it possible for children to go to school. There are thousands of children living in Moria, just a small amount of them can follow a structured educational program. Other PSS-programs teach English and computer skills. During library hours, there is space for people to relax, read a book and socialize. The programmes are facilitated by the BRF-volunteers but run by people living in Moria. People who were teachers, IT-managers or students in their home countries and are now helping others with their skills.
I’m honored to have met so many inspiring people living in Moria that are still trying to do their best to help others, despite their own situation. They are volunteering for the PSS programs as teacher, librarian or interpreter and for the medical team as an interpreter. I was lucky enough to work with a group of medical interpreters who are doing an amazing job interpreting critical information to our team and our patients in French, Arabic, Farsi and Somali.
Another great thing to see was the hundreds of volunteers who came to the island the last few months just to work with BRF. People came from different countries and backgrounds, but all had at least one thing in common: the motivation to make a contribution, to help this cause and to not turn away.
It is time that more people in Europe or even in the world are going to take action to make a difference. Especially those who are in power to make a structural change. There are too many camps like Moria where people are being treated like they don’t exist. I’ve used the word ‘people’ 16 times in this post, because that is what the inhabitants of Moria are, human beings.
Text: Ellen Spoelstra
Photo: Kenny Karpov
As directors of Boat Refugee Foundation, we visit our team on Lesvos a few times per year. On the one hand to show our involvement, on the other hand, to support – wherever possible – in the heavy lifting they are doing, but also to evaluate the situation in camp Moria, so that we can make the best choices for our foundation policy in the coming period.
During our visit, we speak with the team, the motivated volunteers and coordinators, but also with the inhabitants of the camp (Persons of Concern). During our last visit, we meet Aaron. It has started to rain. Chilled to the bone, we stop to talk to him. Aaron and his wife and two daughters are from Kabul, Afghanistan and have a small tent outside the camping fences in ‘The Olive Grove’. This sounds idyllic, but the pictures tell another story. It has been raining for a while now. Their tent floods and the stuffy blankets are wet. The girls are dejected and his wife is silently crying.
We deliberately choose not to photograph Aaron and his lovely family. It may put him in jeopardy, now and in the future. It’s our foundation’s policy not to do this. Furthermore, camp management has forbidden us to do this. Going against this rule may result in us not being able to do our lifesaving work in camp Moria anymore.
We ask Aaron what has brought him to make this trip which took months, and if he knew what situation he would be getting himself in to. Three months ago the Taliban has made it clear to him that he should leave, otherwise he and his family would be murdered. He packed his things and has started the journey, however hard, a journey of almost 5,000 kilometres. What would you do? His older brother already lived in Germany. They lost his younger brother and his wife in Iran, along the way. Nothing has been heard from them since.
Despondent, he asks us to tell his story to everyone willing to listen, in the hope that he will be able to leave this hell soon. He hasn’t been on Lesvos very long, 22 days. He has been registered upon arrival and his next interview is on October 25. Winter is coming, what should he do?
Text: René Berg
It’s 7 PM. We sit under de olive trees of the Olive Grove next to camp Moria. Because of the temporary closure of the NGO area after 3 PM, where the community center of BRF is placed, BRF provides their lessons and workshops in the open air and also use the container of the Danish Red Cross. English lessons, library hours, literacy class and computer classes are held outside, under the shade of some trees just outside of Moria.
Some people from the camp came to the container of the Red Cross. Two men help us set up the tables and grab multiple chairs out of the storage. The eight laptops are placed on top of the little tables and need to be started first. When I try to start a computer, I realize we don’t have electricity because we are doing the class outside. But Rachid, a guy from Moria, knows a way to solve this problem. There is a generator in the storage that BRF uses to get electricity for computer class. Within a few minutes, the black object is between the trees and Rachid tries to start it with a friend. To accomplish this, they need to pull the cord of the generator really hard. The generator starts, four people clap for Rachid.
In the meantime, Rachid has already sat down. Now eight people are sitting at the tables with the laptops. A lesson is prepared in Excel and a typing exercise. We start handing out the instructions. Step by step the instructions explain the steps we need to take to practice Excel. Today we are making two lists with “names” and “ages” of the people attending the computer class. These lists then we put in alphabetical order, and we also calculate the average age of the group.
Sami is 58 years old. He sits next to me and looks at me. I explain to him that we are making two columns with lists in Excel. Sami nods and smiles: it seems like he understands. He starts typing: “S-a-m-I”, “58”. I look at him with confusion and a smile and point at the instructions. First, we have to place a heading with “name” and “age” above the columns. Sami nods again and places these headings above his own name and age.
The computer class is surrounded by sounds. On the background, you can hear the Greek salesman selling fruit and vegetables just outside of camp, and at the same time, the BRF Stress Relief class for men starts. The fun and cosiness of the computer class start to attract other people, more and more people come to see what we are doing and learning. People want to watch, talk and know more about all the lessons we provide. Also, people with an IT-background watch our instructions and talk to the students of computer class. Together we help each other to follow the Excel instructions.
It is nice to see that the computer class, which derived from the demand of the communities of Moria, actually encloses what the people of Moria want to learn. In 2017 the people of Moria came together to discuss what they would want to learn about computers, Word, Excel, but also typing and more general stuff like saving and deleting. People of Moria do generally own a cell phone or a smartphone. However, they can’t learn or practice typing and working on a computer on their phones. Learning these things could prepare them for the future, when they would want to make a CV of work with the computer for job purposes.
After the donation of the laptops by the Mara Delft Foundation and the availability of space to give the computer lessons, two months ago the classes could get started. Two IT-teachers and an IT teacher from the United States and another volunteer from BRF put together a series of lessons to cover six weeks. The computer lessons are held on Tuesday and Thursday evening at 7 PM by teachers from Moria.
Text and photo: Roëlle de Bruin-Boonstra
Photographs of the computer lessons in the Olive Grove were not possible nor allowed.
BBC and the Dutch NOS posted disturbing articles about the poignant situation of refugees in Moria camp on Lesvos. Doctors Without Borders talks about suicide attempts in the camp and there are even children who have lost the will to live.
We can confirm this situation. In our clinic too, parents tell us that their children are doing badly, they are unmanageable and say they want to die. Also distressing are the people who need specific help in a hospital, such as people with cancer or kidney problems, but who do not get the much needed medical help.
Boat Refugee Foundation has been active on Lesvos for 3.5 years and around 2.5 years in camp Moria. We raised the alarm before. And once again, we urgently ask the European government for a constructive solution to the utmost worrying situation of thousands of people. We see the situation worsening every day and we are seriously concerned about the lack of a dignified asylum procedure and access to medical care. This situation is untenable and unworthy of mankind.
Meanwhile, we continue to do what we can within our circle of influence. There are a lot of meetings and consultation with other medical actors on the island. And we continue to help the people in Moria with medical and psychosocial help. Fortunately, it is never hopeless to help a person. We can make the difference for hundreds of people per day!
Maybe the messages worry you and you feel powerless in so much need. There is a way to help. If you want to be involved in our organisation, you can apply as a volunteer or you can financially support our work. And you can help us spread these messages to open the eyes of the world to the inhuman situation on the edge of Europe.
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You can read the article of the NOS here (in Dutch): https://bit.ly/2LDpH5k
You can read the BBC article (in English) here: https://bbc.in/2LDMHky
Photo by Tessa Kraan
Teaming up with volunteers from BRF and people from Moria
Every week the psychosocial support team has a team meeting, where there is room for discussing the different experiences, views, new ideas and questions from the people from Moria. This time, before starting the meeting, everybody was asked to grab a card with an image on it from the table that signifies this weeks emotions and what you need next week. This way the whole team could share their thoughts and troubles and what the others in the team can do to support each other.
One volunteer picked a card with different rays of colours blending in to one piece of art. The volunteer who choose this card explained to the group: “I like this card, since it shows a blend of colours. This is just like our team: us as BRF volunteers and the volunteers from Moria together. Everybody in this team is passionate and works together to create the best result. Without the collaboration, we could not create this artwork of colours. We all need each other to do this work.”
This quote illustrates the vision of the psychosocial support mission of BRF. The mission derived from suggestions and needs of the people of Mora. It is important to think about, develop and do all the lessons and work together with the communities inside Moria. That’s why all activities organised in the camp are carried out by voluntary teachers and translators who live in Moria, and supported by BRF. Together we create beautiful things every day.
Text and photo’s: Roëlle de Bruin-Boonstra (exept the photo of the card)
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I met Ahmed in front of the community centre used by Boat Refugee Foundation in Moria camp. The logo of the foundation is clearly printed on the door of the building. Ahmed stands in front of the building, and plays his guitar. He smiles and waves at me, and doesn’t hesitate to start a conversation. “You new teacher here?” he asks me. I nod. Ahmed is 21 years old now. He likes to come to the BRF community centre, especially because of the English classes. He also participates in guitar lessons, provided by another NGO Connect by music. He tells me he would like to be proficient in playing the guitar and also would like to learn many languages. In his home country Syria he studied hard. But because of the war, all schools and colleges have shut down. Now, four years later, he tries to study and learn as much as possible inside Moria camp. He asks me if we will add French classes to the curriculum. I answer that we’re always trying to improve our classes and that I will pass on his request.
Three boys are listening and looking at us during our conversation. Not because of our little interview, but because of the beautiful guitar Ahmed is holding in his hands. Ahmed allows the children to play a little guitar with him. But first he gently encourages them to form a line in front of him so they can play one by one. The children listen to him and laugh. I ask him if he enjoys playing the guitar and learning new languages. He nods and looks at me. “Maybe I can be the teacher someday.”
Text: Roëlle de Bruin-Boonstra
Photo’s: Kathelijne Reijse-Saillet
These are photo’s from our archive, Ahmed is not in the picture.
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