Saturday, September 04, 2010

Creating a World Without Poverty

Muhammad Yunus is a founder of Grameen Bank and a winner of the Nobel Peace Prize in 2006. He has a dream to create a world where not a single person is poor.
He himself has experimented the idea in many ways. He had taught economics in the university in Bangladesh where he soon found himself in trouble because his theory did not match with the reality. People suffered from poverty, drought and disasters; there was no hope for them to escape from it without help. In fact he helped to improve agricultural productivity through irrigation, but it did not help the poor directly, rather the landowners benefited.
Then he found that a village woman was a victim of a moneylender because she needed cash and the moneylender would give her the money only if she agreed to sell him all she produced at a price he would decide. Dr. Yunus investigated the situation in the village of Jobra and found forty-two victims of the moneylender. Their total debt to the moneylender was less than $27. He paid it from his own pocket and started thinking to let the poor borrow money from a bank. However, the existing banks didn’t lend money to the poor because they believed that the poor were credit-worthy and not able to pay back. Dr. Yunus did not believe that, so in 1983 he founded Grameen (which means “village”) bank to start “Microcredit.”
Dr. Yunus calls Grameen Bank “a social business.” A company is cause-driven rather than profit-driven, with the potential to act as a change agent for the world. A social business is not a charity that relies on subsides and donations. It is a business in every sense. It has to recover its full costs while achieving its social objective. Since Grameen Bank opened, it has given out loans totaling the equivalent of $6 billion. The repayment rate is currently 98.6 percent. It is self-reliant and has not taken donor money since 1995.
Dr. Yunus believes that handouts to the poor encourage dependence rather than self-help and self-confidence. Poverty is not created by poor people, rather it has been created and sustained by the economic and social system that we have designed for ourselves. It is based on assumptions which underestimate human capacity. He firmly believes that we can create a poverty-free world if we collectively believe in it. In a poverty-free world, the only place you would be able to see poverty is in the poverty museums.
To get to know more about Muhammad Yunus and his Social Business: Click here.
Muhammad Yunus is a founder of Grameen Bank and a winner of the Nobel Peace Prize in 2006. He has a dream to create a world where not a single person is poor.
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He himself has experimented the idea in many ways. He had taught economics in the university in Bangladesh where he soon found himself in trouble because his theory did not match with the reality. People suffered from poverty, drought and disasters; there was no hope for them to escape from it without help. In fact he helped to improve agricultural productivity through irrigation, but it did not help the poor directly, rather the landowners benefited.
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Then he found that a village woman was a victim of a moneylender because she needed cash and the moneylender would give her the money only if she agreed to sell him all she produced at a price he would decide. Dr. Yunus investigated the situation in the village of Jobra and found forty-two victims of the moneylender. Their total debt to the moneylender was less than $27. He paid it from his own pocket and started thinking to let the poor borrow money from a bank. However, the existing banks didn’t lend money to the poor because they believed that the poor were credit-worthy and not able to pay back. Dr. Yunus did not believe that, so in 1983 he founded Grameen (which means “village”) bank to start “Microcredit.”
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Dr. Yunus calls Grameen Bank “a social business.” A company is cause-driven rather than profit-driven, with the potential to act as a change agent for the world. A social business is not a charity that relies on subsides and donations. It is a business in every sense. It has to recover its full costs while achieving its social objective. Since Grameen Bank opened, it has given out loans totaling the equivalent of $6 billion. The repayment rate is currently 98.6 percent. It is self-reliant and has not taken donor money since 1995.
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Dr. Yunus believes that handouts to the poor encourage dependence rather than self-help and self-confidence. Poverty is not created by poor people, rather it has been created and sustained by the economic and social system that we have designed for ourselves. It is based on assumptions which underestimate human capacity. He firmly believes that we can create a poverty-free world if we collectively believe in it. In a poverty-free world, the only place you would be able to see poverty is in the poverty museums.

To get to know more about Muhammad Yunus and his Social Business: Click here.

 

Assumption-CRS' Thanks from Haiti

Here are two women—Mary and Elizabeth. They have similarities—both were ordinary Jewish women, working in the field and making living day by day in the first century people thought that all of the important and significant things were happening in Rome or in Athens, or in the other centers of political power and commerce. They were insignificant and unknown peasant women. And both also never gave birth before. Mary was too young and had no relationship; Elizabeth too old and sterile. We could imagine how they were astonished to know that they were pregnant. It was never expected.

Life full of unexpected events takes place to ordinary people. A powerful earthquake shattered Haiti last January and claimed more than 230,000 Haitians’ lives and two million people displaced. Likewise, evil cancer came to my mother in March and she had to be operated and take twelve chemos. It is still going on. Struggles of the earthly sojourn that go beyond our capacity overwhelm us. Suffering that we want to avoid with all intention seems to be an important part of life.

Pope John Paul 2 sends the Apostolic Letter to all the faithful called “Salvific Doloris.” It is about the salvific meaning of human suffering. The pope talks about the significance of human suffering in light of its constructive outcomes. Through suffering, we are led to God who is our advocate and our brothers and sisters who suffer like us. Suffering bonds us to God and one another.

Let’s look at Mary who was overwhelmed by the unexpected pregnancy that could cause her death and destroy her family. Mary accepted it by saying, “May it be done to me according to your word” (Luke 1:38). And then she set out and traveled to Elizabeth in haste. Mary’s fear of pregnancy and pang of childbirth did not stop her to serve her cousin in need. This is the model of Christian faith, standing for the poor even though they themselves have many difficulties. Our ordinariness does not stop us to go in haste and serve others in need.

We are Mary who has helped many Elizabeths in Haiti. Some of us prayed for them; some sent money; some went to Haiti to volunteer and to stay with them. I am here today to recognize your significant presences in the midst of Haitians’ suffering. They ask me to say to you thank you. They want me to pray for you. Your generous monetary response exceeded 200 million dollars by the end of May and has fed 900,000 people and 90,000 students and 10,000 children. I have met several Haitians in Immokalee, Florida last March. They were shocked to know the incident in Haiti and tried to use every means to find out their family’s safety. Many were not able to go back. I remember their faces and suffering.

Catholic Relief Services on behalf of us went to Haiti to relief their suffering and will remain with Haitians many more years because we have seen CRS immediately went to Indonesia and other areas devastated by Tsunami in 2004 and finished its five-year rebuilding project in 2009. They are still there to bring hope to the suffering. CRS President Hackett says, “ We have worked in Haiti more than 50 years and we intend to remain alongside Haitians for many more years to come.” It is the same Mary did. When Mary went to Elizabeth, she stayed with her about three months until Elizabeth gave birth to John the Baptist. CRS supported by us will remain in Haiti until they are able to find new life coming out of the unexpected and overwhelming event.

Mary’s Manificat resonates in our heart because it is an anthem for social justice; it is her love for people rather than power or politics. Mary praises God to lift up the lowly and fill the hungry with good things because God remembers His promise of mercy forever. Today as we celebrate Mary’s assumption, we are rejuvenated by the fact that we Christians set out and traveled to Haiti in haste to serve the poor. We relief their pain; we recover their strength; we rebuild their home, hospital and school; we resurrect their hope in the midst of suffering. It is our Manificat; it is our celebration of the Assumption because Mary did the same to Elizabeth and us.

 

How Small I Am! (Last Reflection in Africa)

Life in Uganda is hard. There is no running water and light for most people besides big cities like Kampalar or Gulu, so they spend many hours to carry a yellow water jerrycan and a day ends with sunset. Under the glazing sun, people walk a long distance, carrying woods, sugar canes, and water on their heads. It is a tough life.

One day I was walking in downtown Gulu. A boy who was carrying pineapples caught my eyes because he tried hard to push his cart over the hump. The road was muddy and it was drizzling; his endeavor seemed pointless for the cart seemed too heavy and not moving forward. My heart was already running to help him, and yet I was just looking at him, thinking that it was his part to overcome and I was a mere observer who happened to be there. I wondered how much toil and hardship he would have to take in his life.

As I have lived a month in Uganda, my longing is not just to be sympathetic or pitiful for the people but to be courageous to take part in their life regardless it is hard or bearable, sorrowful or joyful.

I am a Mzungu—white man—who catches people’s attention as well as an alien who is not used to living here. The status has given me many advantages, for instance, sitting next to the window in the incredibly crowded bus, taking the passanger seat while everyone squeezes in the back, and sleeping in a single bed while others share a bed. But, how often do I consider my advantage is others’ disavantage? When we drive a huge SUV in the streets, every time we leave not only dusts but also environmental footprints for others. There is a latent feeling coming from guilt not to be like the people living here. As someone points out, I who have lived in the developed countries and enjoyed the affluent life might never be able to live in the third world countries like Uganda. I see everyday my patience almost running out and complaint almost coming out.

Is it my limit? Is it ever possible to live with those marginalized, poor and suffering? How much could I give? Is it OK to play soccer with my cleats on while others are bare feet? Do I need conversion that changes every part of myself to overcome my limit? Many questions remain unanswerable.

Instinctively, I recognize that first of all I need to overcome the guilt not to be able to save all and immediately. I also see that need of the people is not all about material aids, rather, it is about being a friend to them—listening to their hurts, showing compassionate heart, and holding their hands. I might be afraid that how much I could share with these friends. Some ask money; some my e-mail address which I feel not comfortable to give for many differen reasons. I often notice that I have eyes of judgment and prejudice to scrutinize the people’s intention and to evaluate them. Although I feel lucky to get a haircut by paying $2, I also complain of the barber’s poor skill.

All these mixed feeling came at once when I was playing frisbee with St. Monica students. I have brought twenty four frisbees to Africa. I have taught many African friends how to throw it and shared the frisbees with them. I believed it was a good way to be a friend with young Africans. However, on the day I decided to play frisbee again, I desired to boast my skills and to satisfy my need. I threw a frisbee for a long distance and the students were hurry to catch which I enjoyed watching. For another long throw, one of the students who were chasing the frisbee to catch crashed into a metal pole. Her face was directly hurt—her forehead and front teeth. After receiving the immediate care, she was fine without major injury.

After that, I ran outside for a while that was my first long distance running in Africa. During the running, I realized that my pride and vanity hurt her. It was obvious that I enjoyed my way of having fun without recognizing others’ need. My way of being friendly could hurt those who are simple-hearted because I see myself self-centered in many ways. How small I am!

It is not easy of becoming vulnerable because you love. It takes away your ability to control and to predict that many Westerners are not used to. In Africa, I find myself struggling between my yearning to be a friend and my desire not to let everything go. But there is no other way until you open up yourself to others. If I truly love, I would be a part of the stories as well as the suffering that Ugandans experience day after day. Walking with these people is to let myself be a true disciple of Jesus who has the meek and humble heart.

“Take my yoke upon you and learn from me for I am meek and humble of heart” (Matt 11:29). It is the Word that guides, shapes and loves me. Even though I am quite slow to learn the heart, I pick myself up again and dust myself off and pray to St. Paul who boasted when he was weak, then he was strong in God.

 

A letter from Out Of Africa

Jambo (Hello in Swahili),

Under the starry sky, I think of you because it is so beautiful that I feel not worthy to enjoy it all for myself. Thus I remember you in my prayer.

I am in Karen, Kenya. Karen is a big farm land well known because of the book and movie Out Of Africa. Karen Blixen wasa Danish woman and moved to Kenya with her lover. They started the coffee plantation, hiring native workers. She loved theCRW_1649 land and remembered the place later.

“Here at long last one was in a position not to give a damn for all conventions, here was a new kind of freedom which until then one had only found in dreams!"

The book is well loved because of the beauty of life in East Africa and the last British empire. However, her love ended up separation and divorce and then her second lover died of the air crash in the Ngong Hill. She left Karen and then wrote the memoir Out Of Africa.

Now Karen has more than thrity religious organizations, Benedictine Missionary Sisters where I am staying is one of them.The land was given to the government and the government  sold it very chiefly to the religious congregations. So I feel at ease and home here. Everything is slow and soft. Green is everywhere. The trees are so tall and wide that I often look at the sky.

Night in Africa is more beautiful than any places I have ever been. Because there is no artificial lights, instead the night is full of natural sounds such as insects, birds, animals and even winds, and lights like stars, the moon and unknown lighting bucks. I find myself carefully listening to the surroundings without distraction. Peace comes with pure sight. I understandmore easily I am walking, I am praying, I am eating. It is hard to describe the smells and sounds untouched. It is so natural that I become more instinctive like animals. I have seen that animals never get bored because they are perfect in a way that they only focus on living. What we need to learn from the nature is only one thing—to live fully.

DSCN0624The people here in Karen live with the nature. I helped out Sr. Lidhia to feed little chicks and to get milk from a cow. Maybe the immigation in the United States does not like this for sure. Lambs eat peacefully and dogs lazy. The sound of the sisters’ evening prayer is heavenly.

As I prepare to leave for Madagascar tomorrow, I cannot take all my heart from Karen. There is a primitive emotion in this soil—rough, undescribable and wild attachment that might be the similar one Karen Blixen had. I just want to stay here and live without ambition. I may come back later as a missionary and you could visit me someday.

I think of you because my broadened heart miss you badly. I pray that everything is well for you. You remain in my thoughts and prayers.

Hakuna Matata! (Don’t worry in Swahili)

 
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