During our Guatemala bloggers trip, we met Alma, a former sponsored child who is now the sponsorship coordinator for World Vision Guatemala! Blogger Caleb Wilde interviewed her about being a sponsored child, her job now, and -- because Caleb is a funeral director -- the preventable causes of child mortality in Guatemala.
This post originally appeared on Caleb's blog, Confessions of a Funeral Director.
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I make really odd faces when I’m asking questions. In fact, my face is so scary that the NSA banned my face from the Internet after this post. “Next time, wear a mask,” they said.
As you might imagine, with a face that frightening, it was next to impossible to get my interviewee to be relaxed and comfortable. Especially when I started the interview with the statement, “'Sup. I’m Caleb. I’m a funeral director.”
Alma -- the lovely lady I interviewed through a translator -- is World Vision's national sponsorship coordinator in Guatemala. She and her team keep track of the 60,000 sponsored children there.
She was a sponsored child from the age of 5 through 12 (she told me she still has the photos of her sponsors in her office desk) and credits World Vision for sponsoring her early schooling -- schooling that eventually culminated in a bachelor’s degree in education.
Alma’s very proud of the fact that her children are not sponsored children. She’s proud because her life embodies the story that World Vision is attempting to reproduce: a structure of support that eventually produces self-sufficiency, where World Vision helps people stand on their own. She embodies the best of the World Vision sponsorship program, so who better to lead it?
After making a number of awkward faces while prodding about her life, I made the conversation even more uneasy when I opened up my series of questions about death.
We talked about funeral practices in Guatemala, and thankfully Alma understood enough about American culture to provide some contrasts by explaining that there’s no embalming and there’s rarely a funeral director involved in rural Guatemala. Most funerals are at home, and for many, there’s no casket involved.
Alma told me that the body is carried to a local graveyard, and for nine days after burial the family is in mourning, donning black clothes.
I then asked her, “What about children?” It’s here she began to show some emotion. The conversation moved past information exchange as we reached the heart of her job.
I know that some poverty-stricken cultures will forgo naming children until they reach a couple months of age. Where infant mortality rates are high (like Guatemala), an unnamed child means less attachment, less love, and less grief. With that understanding, I didn’t want to assume Guatemala had infant funerals, so I asked, “Are there funeral customs for children?”
“Yes, there are.”
As the conversation trekked onward, I could tell that I was getting close to the need that inspired her passion.
“And what,” I asked with my ugly face, “is the leading cause of death for Guatemalan children?”
“Malnutrition and preventable sickness” came out of her mouth as though she spoke the name of an enemy: An enemy that was ever present in her mind. An enemy that was as close to her as a lover. An enemy that went to bed with her, that walked with her to work, and that motivated her 10- to 12-hour work days.
Anger, even hatred, contorted her face as she described how dysentery, “common” infections, and even a simple cold will blow out the promise of a new life. How a lack of food will starve a child in the rural areas of Guatemala, where work and a nutritious diet are scarce.
“These deaths don’t make me cry.” She paused. “They make me angry. They are so easily preventable, so easily solved.” As we talked some more, I began to see a warrior in Alma. A woman warrior. No armor, no swords and shields, but a driven fighter set on saving children from preventable death.
I know how nonprofits work. There’s an enemy that the nonprofit stands against, and that enemy is fought with the double-edged sword of resources and volunteers. When there aren’t enough resources and volunteers, there are casualties.
In this war -- the war that Alma is fighting -- the casualties are children.
“Do you feel like you have failed when a child dies?” A resounding “no.” She says, “Because what we’re doing is a partnership. We are teaching parents to care for their children. I can only do as much as my resources allow me.”
And partnership is the key. You might not be able to volunteer, but you can provide the resources for those who do.
The picture is gut wrenching, dark, and sad.
The reality is this: People in poverty need the help of you and me.
In many cases, you can’t money-solve a problem. You can’t throw money at the problem and fix it. But in this case, we’re not throwing money at a problem; we’re giving it to people, to a warrior woman like Alma, and I believe she knows what to do with it…she can at least save some. Help her.
We had the opportunity to visit World Vision’s Tinamit community in Guatemala, and we’re bringing you the opportunity to help these children directly. Hundreds of children in Tinamit alone and thousands across Guatemala still need sponsors! Consider sponsoring a child in Tinamit today.
See what some of our other bloggers have written recently about the trip:
Micha Boyett: "The Weight of Not Enough"
Roo Ciambriello: “Here But There”
Zack Hunt: “Visions of Guatemala”
Jessica Shyba: “To Guatemala with Love”
Matthew Paul Turner: "The Slums Are Alive"
Shelby Zacharias: “Guide Mothers”
Jamie Wright: “Fighting Poverty is like so 2012″