{"id":4278,"date":"2019-04-10T12:30:47","date_gmt":"2019-04-10T11:30:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/combonimission.wpenginepowered.com\/?p=4278"},"modified":"2019-04-05T17:02:21","modified_gmt":"2019-04-05T16:02:21","slug":"south-sudan-we-are-on-the-way","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/combonimissionaries.co.uk\/index.php\/2019\/04\/10\/south-sudan-we-are-on-the-way\/","title":{"rendered":"South Sudan: \u201cWe are on the way\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

Father Jean Paolo Pezzi, director of Justice and Peace office of the Comboni Missionaries based in the United States has just visited the country. I sent this report. <\/em><\/p>\n

The Sudan Airlines’ 737 rolls on the Wau\u2019s runway. I look down while the land widens towards the horizon, painting mangos and acacias trees on the grey and reddish sand, making the brushwood and shrubbery look like ground miscarriages. Scattered here and there the small huts of mud and straw: those with zinc roofs go quickly behind as soon as the flight going up leaves the city area.<\/p>\n

I contemplate the borderless Wau\u2019s land. While the ground passes behind, a cloud of memories suddenly brought me back to the past. Wau! A name I heard first long time ago, in 1957 when I joined the Comboni Missionary. Nannetti, a father recently back to Italy from Sudan, was supposed to teach us geography. Actually, to our delight, he spent the lessons talking about his missionary experience and we became more familiar with people\u2019s names such as those of Shiluk, Dinka, Nuer, Bari, Acholi and places like Juba, Rumbek, Malakal, Wau, and Gondokoro than with European capitals and Spanish and French rivers. Guided by his imaginations we were running after lions and elephants, antelopes and gazelle in this African savanna. Was not a part of Sudan call Bahr el Ghazal, land of gazelles?<\/p>\n

Suddenly an unexpected page of history came up breaking all dreams. In 1959 the first missionaries\u2019 deportation by the Islamic power ruling in Khartoum took place. Some went to Isiro, in the northern Congo where they met their martyrdom in 1964. Another huge deportation followed in 1964 and in the Southern part of Sudan few missionaries remained just because there were Sudanese. It did not take long and the rebellion of south Sudanese ethnic groups, Christians and animists, against Khartoum dominated more and more by extremist Islamic and Arab ideology, burst forth.<\/p>\n

A long war followed and in this wild region, most of the exotic animal were hunted and disappeared.\u00a0 John Garang, a great leader of the SPLA (South People Liberation Army) succeeded in unifying all the rebel groups and forcing Khartoum to sit at the table for dialogue. He would prefer to keep a unique nation with huge and secured autonomy of the Southern part of the country. Garang died in a helicopter accident and the new leaders imposed on Khartoum a call for an independence referendum followed by independence itself.\u00a0 The world\u2019s newest country was born on July 9th 2011 and named South Sudan.<\/p>\n

Joy and hope for a bright future gave way soon, too soon, to the strife and battles for power and riches \u2013 the discovery of gas was the spark to set fire between different groups. The Dinka prevailed and imposed their rule. Open war, guerrilla, rebellions, peace agreement meetings, fighting stops, international and national dialogues went on and on for eight long years.<\/p>\n

The pilot\u2019s call to fasten the seat belt because of turbulence brings me back to \u2018now\u2019, and I review the 7 days spent in Wau. I visited the Comboni Hospital where every day 400 persons, among them several dozens of children, receive attention. In these days, the Diocesan Pastoral Health through the Swiss Red Cross organised a specialist visit for eye operations. One hundred patients, their cataracts removed, recovered their sight while about three thousand had no more than a promise for a near or future help.<\/p>\n

With Matteo, a friend who in his fifties left his post of professor at the Milan Polytechnic University to spend his life in South Soudan, we crossed on foot several times the town of Wau.\u00a0 Sand and dust are reddish like children greeting us while smiling and repeating their day class of English: \u201cYesterday it was How are you?, today is What is your name?, says Matteo.\u201d Everywhere we enter, is it the Catholics Health Training Institute, or a great Jesuit\u2019s secondary school, or the 1,200 pupils\u2019 Salesian sisters\u2019 primary school, he I cheerfully greeted with a show of sincere affection. They are happy to see him and swiftly flow the questions like \u201cDid you bring the lead lamps we were looking for?\u201d, \u201cWhat about the starter motor of the generator?\u201d \u201cHave you got time to repair my computer?\u201d, and on and on.<\/p>\n

In the local cemetery, I meet the tombs of a dozen Comboni Missionaries. Some of them were already buried in their 29, 32, 36 year. Among them the tomb of Brother Josu\u00e9 dei Cass who spent his life among the lepers.<\/p>\n

Near to the cathedral we enter what is called POC, Protection of Civils, what in fact is a displaced camp of 8,000 people. Many children and youth greet Matteo by name. This POC is a small one; the biggest build by the UN program received 40,000 people, while now they are no more than 13,000. Many went back to their homes and villages. I see signs of hope. Visiting it, reconciles me with the UN. They did good work, comments Matteo. I can see, the drive away for raining water, huts separated one from the other by straight and clean small streets. Banks and walls were raised to prevent erosion and mud from penetrating everywhere.<\/p>\n

For public transport, we have a choice: the boda, the raksha and tuku. The last is for material, the second is a three wheel motorcycle and expensive. We give priority to the first, just small motorcycle and bargaining the price between 300 or 250 Sudanese pounds amuses me: the difference for two persons and 20 m. of journey is of 12 cents. One-dollar rate is of 270 Sudanese pounds. Travel is without any problems and we can walk peacefully up and down through the huge and well-traced streets and avenues: Wau will be a wonderful town when peace returns. However, when would this longed-for peace be back?<\/p>\n

Five out of eight months of the transitional period towards a comprehensive peace, are already over without any implementation. Soldiers should be in theirs camps, but the population did not accept the first proposal for fear of army proximity. Dinka officials are said to be going around enlisting new recruits to replace those who will be eventually confined in the camps. When I go out of the town with a local priest, we are stopped at several barriers and we receive glances and words of suspicion. NGOs, UN programs are seen as supporting the rebels: without food, medicines, or clothes the rebels would have surrendered long ago, is the guess. Visiting the Catholic University fills my spirit in sadness.\u00a0 An obsolete building, few students, no future in sight.<\/p>\n

However, Matteo organised as a last moment of my visit a meeting with a dozen of young women, current or former students of the Catholic University in agriculture. I am here for training on land grabbing and I am eager to listen to them.<\/p>\n

Seated in a corridor of an old building Matteo had repaired for housing them, and sharing a panettone from Italy enriched with a glass of warm water on a hot afternoon, I bring them several questions. Do they know what land grabbing is? Did they hear about the 8-10% of Sudanese land already leased to foreign corporations? What about the 2009 Land Act, the sugar plantation in Mangala, the Nile Trading and Development a Texas-based company, or the Al Ain National Wildlife Emirate based company? No hint of knowledge or of interest from them.<\/p>\n

However, when I question the right of women\u2019s land ownership, or the implication of land tenure in women rights, freedom of marriage, and women\u2019s authority in family and social life, the discussion warms up. The picture they draw for me is one of no more negative thoughts of an enclosed, isolated, retrogressive, and regressive pastoralist society. They smile, they shake their heads and their hand, they swing their index finger in an indescribable mood of discontent and frustration.<\/p>\n

Despite the overall consent to what is said, one voice concludes speaking for all, with a \u201chowever\u201d, a \u201cnevertheless\u201d, a \u201cno matter how\u201d, and a \u201cstill\u201d. It is Mary, the shortest and thinnest of all, the one who seems the most rough and rustic of all. \u201cI was supported by my mother to come to the university\u201d, \u201cMy father accepted my refusal of early marriage\u201d, \u201cand In my family it is already decided which land will be mine \u201c,\u201d I can speak in front of the elderly\u201d. \u201cYes \u2013 she ends the meeting \u2013 we are far from the goal we hope for, but we are on the way, even though we are at its beginning.\u201d The rights of women seem to be the icon of peace: they are not yet at the horizon, but they are dreaming hope. As a hope it is peace dreamed too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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