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There\u2019s not enough bandwidth out here for pictures, so it\u2019s just words for now. Today was a deep fieldwork immersion day. I couldn\u2019t have asked for a better start to this research journey: no problems getting through the gate, no meeting with the council of elders or council of elected officials to yet again explain (beyond the Ministry letter of approval) why we should be allowed in, the president couldn\u2019t have cared less that we were here (he only wanted to be sure he wasn\u2019t needed), and we got 7 interviews completed in about six hours. I know mothers don\u2019t usually travel along for dissertation fieldwork, but I\u2019m pretty sure mine is good luck. Last year, we were very restricted in who we could talk to; this year we roamed free and talked to whomever we pleased all day without supervision. Last year, we spend at least half the first day negotiating with the camp committee to get access to the camp because they just didn\u2019t think the letter from the government was good enough; this year the president scanned the letter for about five seconds and was done with us. It was pretty magical. <\/div>\n
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There are some noticeable updates to the camp. First and foremost, the \u201cfront gate\u201d that used to be a single thin strand of twine is now a fancy wooden stick with a weight on one end. The houses are slowly being upgraded from faded UNHCR canvas to corrugated metal; there are new feeding stations where school children have porridge in addition to their rations, there are more shops\u2014and in particular more cell phone shops and places selling banana beer; the market now carries extra soap and feminine hygiene products\u2014a real luxury before; some of my friends have moved out of their family houses and into houses of their own; and there seem to be more small kitchen gardens around to supplement the standard issue World Food Program rations of rice, beans, corn and salt. <\/div>\n
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We started the day in the main square where our friend Gaston met us in his DeVry University sweatshirt. As we stood on the main road deciding on a plan for the day, I felt the tiny tug of little hands in my hair and the little hands that swiped my legs as they ran by. Children accumulated around us while we talked, chirping little \u201cGood morning\u201d and \u201cBonjour\u201d greetings. By the end of the day, this inevitably turns into five kids hanging off each arm, clutching one of my fingers with all their might, while others twist and pinch and pet. It\u2019s cute at the beginning. By the end of the day, after word\u2019s gotten out about the \u201cmuzungu\u201d traveling through the camp, I\u2019m yelping and running away from hoards of little ones. It\u2019s not that they\u2019re not cute. 10 children holding each of your fingers and trying to walk around each other, pushing one another off a finger so they can have two, is actually really heavy. I start to walk slower and slower as I\u2019m dragging a gaggle of itty bitties down a rocky, bumpy, awkward dirt road. Eventually I have to shake them loose to regain a little speed. The more ambitious of them will reattach shortly\u2014I\u2019m pretty sure I never offend any of them\u2014it\u2019s just a game\u2026<\/div>\n
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Immersing ourselves in our work, we followed our guide into the crevices between the mud houses and up alleyways into parts of the camp I\u2019ve never seen before. People popped out of nowhere and received us in small, shared spaces to indulge the foreigners in their many questions about citizenship, identity and belonging. Wooden benches, stools, and chairs emerge from various rooms\u2014I never really thought about how this type of thing is shared. We interviewed neighborhood elected leaders and one of the interesting themes that came up again and again is that in the camp, there is no conflict. Neighbors easily get along with one another because there is nothing to fight over. Everyone gets the same rations, and essentially everyone has nothing. I wonder if the chairs are communal and just shift around from house to house. The most pressing issue for neighborhood leaders to tend to are reports about leaking roofs\u2014perhaps the impetus for the changeover to metal roofs. We shared the afternoon with many different people, men and women from all age groups and different villages of origin in the DRC. It made me really energized about my dissertation work. <\/div>\n
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The day ended with a visit to our friend\u2019s small house, the \u201cnew\u201d one he got after he applied to be able to leave his family home. There we met his best friend who had the most amazing story of survival and human resilience. I\u2019ll just share a snippet here so you can get a sense of the intensity of my day: <\/div>\n
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This young man left his village at the age of 10 after raiding militia groups killed his father, mother, and one of his siblings. With three of his siblings in tow, and no other direction than a few neighbors to follow, he crossed an entire province through a major city and ended up in a refugee camp in Rwanda. The neighbors, not being family, were all sent to different camps. He and his siblings were settled into a house in this camp just like any other family. Sometimes neighbors to his camp house would help them figure things out, but other than that, they just lived \u201cday by day\u201d figuring things out as they went along. The house, for the four of them, is about 6 feet wide by 15 feet long. Now that they are all grown (the youngest is 15), the house is incredibly small and they must share one bed. The biggest fear he expressed to me was, \u201cWhat if they close the camp and told us all to go home to Congo?\u201d That\u2019s a really good question. He doesn\u2019t remember it, he has no family there, and he\u2019s basically grown up (and raised 3 siblings) in this camp. He knows nothing else. He said the best plan would be to start somewhere else, because at least if he was resettled abroad someone would help them figure out where and how to live. If he was told to go \u201chome\u201d to the DRC, he wouldn\u2019t even know where to start. But, he said, I just continue to live day by day. \u201cGod saved me from the terrible times that killed my family, and I have to believe that he will keep showing me the way.\u201d It\u2019s never more clear for me than in situations like this the role that religion can play in people\u2019s ability to keep moving forward. <\/div>\n
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I know it\u2019s not everyone\u2019s idea of a \u201cgreat day,\u201d but I always feel so lucky in my life to have the chance to hear these people\u2019s stories\u2014each alike and different at the same time. I deeply appreciate that they indulge my questions, agree to relive some of their experiences so that I can better understand their point of view, and so openly share their daily lives with me. As my part of the bargain though, the running theme of my blog, and the entirety of my dissertation, will be focused on the promise I made to them: I will tell you, and everyone I can, about their stories and their lives so that you can be awakened to the fact that right now a war rages on in the Congo. It\u2019s not a massive kind like the one that involves global super powers sporting fancy weaponry and matching uniforms. It\u2019s the kind that happens because colonialism left the Congo in shambles, because precious resources like the metals that power your cell phone come from mines in the poorest but most sought after regions of the DRC, and because the international community in general chooses not to intervene in one of the largest massacres of human life and dignity that the planet has ever seen. The Congo is a war forgotten. Refugees wait out long term solutions for decades in the cramped monotony of camp life where neighbors are all an arm\u2019s distance away, there\u2019s no hope of further education or employment, and tonight we\u2019re eating rice, corn, beans, and salt\u2026again. It\u2019s a complex war that will take global interest to solve. So, as I promised, I have to tell you about it. <\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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