vendredi 31 mai 2019

KADDISH FOR EDDIE IN RANGOON . RT HON EDWARD SEAGA OF JAMAICA

It was Friday and I had a superlative day visiting special places in Rangoon in Burma (Yangon in Myanmar).
The dusk was falling as I reached back at the hotel in Chinatown and keeping an eye on the falling night, as the Shabbat was approaching, I went rushing to the 25th street in downtown Rangoon.
I had only one purpose
to say Kaddish 
the Jewish Prayer for the Dead 
at this unique synagogue in the periphery of the Jewish world
for EDDIE , I never called him that, he was always Mr Seaga for me. I had first met him when he was the Prime Minister of Jamaica and had close contacts with his family. Recently I also met his immediate family of daughter and sons and wife.
After a brief struggle with his health, he passed away just a few days ago. this would be the first Shabbat that we have not had Mr Seaga amidst us since he stepped into the national limelight nearly 5 decades ago.
He was the son of Lebranese migrants who practised Greek Orthodox faith. He became an expert on Pocomania a syncretic african religious practice in Jamaica. He professed Anglicanism and in many ways he single handedly professed his national motto . Out of many, One

I was at 17th st and Anwharata Road in downtown Rangoon and began walking toward 25th street , past the 19th street which comes alive as the night steps in, making my way amidst a populace just enjoying the beginning of their weekend. 
The street in which the synagogue is located now is full of shops owned by Muslims. I stood in front of the synagogue, the history of which is rather interesting, founded by descendants of Iraqi merchants who had reached this outpost of British India.
I closed my eyes
shut out the noise 
and thought of Mr Edward Seaga 
and recited the Kaddish


 Mr. Seaga an exemplary Jamaican in many ways than one, may the soul rest in peace 

THE BEGINNINGS OF A WONDERFUL DAY IN RANGOON BURMA YANGON/MYANMAR . BIRMANIE BIRMANIA

Eithwe and I have been friends for more than a decade and I am glad to have played a small role in advancing the career of this young woman in the field of Travel and Tourism. She suggested that I draw out an itinerary of Pagodas I wish to visit on this day: Botataung, Lying Buddha, Shwedagon and a tour of Yangon in between, to stop for Le Paye the tea and Burmese Lunch.
Her husband was free this day and he would drive us around and make suggestions as well. 
this turned out to be an excellent suggestion. To go to all the places I went on taxi or public transportation would have been next to IMPOSSIBLE and certainly would not have covered the scope of Yangon/Rangoon a city that I have always loved.
Preparation for the day began well with fortifications at the Breakfast table at the Best Western Hotel in Chinatown, I chose this hotel as a good introduction to people visiting Yangon as it is right in the middle of chaos and roadside markets and noise and commotion and reminded me of the travels I did as a child which might have left me behind in one of these cities.
 Mohinga (spelt in many different ways) is the Burmese staple for breakfast and I have enjoyed it every day during my stay in Rangoon. This one was exceptionally tasty and I had the Fand B (food and beverages) manager bring an extra plate!
The world outside had already woken up.
the street side markets are hundreds of people congregated and selling small trays of necessities and from street to street the contents of their tray differ.

As I was going to visit Pagodas today, I wanted to dress as appropriately as possible and was happy to obtain a Longyi the long wrap around "sarong" most men wear in this country.
I had fun bargaining with the lady, who bubbled away in burmese while adding an additional discount to my already low price. She was very happy when i did the usual ritual with the first money the traders make for the day.
Eithwe's husband, Pyae, arrived promptly and we set off for a wonderful day, one of the nicest days I have spent in Yangon . It was full of 
spiritual expressions in various pagodas surrounded by the devout burmese buddhists as well as some unruly chinese tourists
a nostalgic visit to the House of Memories (you can read The Glass Palace by Amitav Ghosh to get an idea) where my own blood father might have stayed or visited during his rebellious days in Burma.
A lovely burmese lunch at Khaing Khaing Kyaw where I had the chance to talk to a country girl of 15 so small and innocent and who had to leave the village near Magwe to come to town working in a menial job after completing 6th grade education
I decided to pray to special people in each of the first three pagodas
two of them health related issues 
and another one with a bright and fantastic future 
and then at Schwedagon 
I prayed at each of the statues, the persons that came up to my mind spontaneously
friends from Vietnam, Cuba, Argentina, USA, Austria, Malaysia, Cambodia.. as they appeared in my mind. I wanted their lives to be free of conflict and move forward in contented fashion.
Thus the day began.. a lovely day in Rangoon..

mercredi 29 mai 2019

WALKING ALONG WITH MEMORIES IN THE LANES OF DOWNTOWN RANGOON/YANGON

BURMA or as it is called now MYANMAR and/or Rangoon/Yangon always had a special tender attraction in my heart. I heard about them from my biological father during one of the few rare occasions we met and had a chat while I was growing up.
Rangoon, nationalism, timber merchants, Liberation movements, which jungle was he talking about.
I was trying to analyze in my own mind why I feel so attached to the chaos and disorder in this culture, in this city 
My sister and her husband sent me a note:
Mr Eddie Seaga left us for a better place today at 1 50 pm.

Rt.Hon. Edward Seaga who was the Prime Minister of Jamaica for many years, leader of opposition and the longest serving MP of Jamaican parliament, a member of the old school with firm values, incorruptible, a fine upright gentleman.
I am honoured to have known him.
May he rest in peace. 

While I was walking around the backstreets I came across the church and I thought it would be an appropriate to say a prayer to the departed soul of Mr. Seaga.
Everything seemed to get to be connected: Burma my father and Mr Seaga..



The church is in a street just behind my hotel and its tall presence  you can see it in the background.
I entered the church but it was locked shut and there were no human presence felt.
But I prayed for the soul of Mr Eddie Seaga, a grand metaphor for my erstwhile love for Jamaica and my life there during a short period in my life.

I admire the people who came around him and showed him love and respect during the last few days of his journey. May they be blessed as well.

Rangoon is famous for its many pagoda, so it is only universal that I, a Jew should pray at these Buddhist pagodas for an Anglican Christian with Lebanese Greek Orthodox roots and those around him who looked after him
So simple to offer a prayer
somehow that melts into the universe and the air carries it somewhere.. 

and I am in Rangoon where once my own father had stayed and plotted something against the ruling powers.. 

dimanche 26 mai 2019

SAVE A CHILD'S HEART ISRAEL TREATS FREE OF CHARGE 5000 CHILDREN FROM POORER COUNTRIES

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Save a Child’s Heart diagnoses, treats and operates on children with life-threatening heart diseases from developing countries, free of charge.
By Naama Barak, ISRAEL21c
One-year-old Fatma is crying in her hospital bed, and for good reason – she’s hungry. She hasn’t eaten since the evening before, in preparation for the open-heart surgery she’s going to be wheeled into any minute.
Her mother, Balkis, is trying to soothe her. Nineteen years ago, she herself was in a similar position, waiting at the very same hospital — Wolfson Medical Center in Holon, Israel — for lifesaving surgery to repair a heart condition called patent ductus arteriosus.
But neither 26-year-old Balkis Makame Haji nor her daughter Fatma are Israeli. They traveled all the way from Zanzibar for the free surgery with the help of the Save a Child’s Heart non-profit organization.
Fatma, her mom says, seemed fine at birth, even weighing a hefty seven pounds. “But when she was three months old, she started to have frequent fevers, coughs and pneumonia. We went to the hospital.”
An echocardiogram revealed that the three-month-old suffered from the same condition her mom did as a child. “A lot of children have this problem,” Haji explains. “It’s dangerous because they don’t grow properly.”
Save a Child’s Heart was on one of its overseas missions at the Zanzibar hospital at the time, screening some 400 local kids for heart problems. Upon examining Fatma and realizing that her mother was a previous patient of theirs, SACH doctors decided to fly her over to Israel for surgery. She is the 5,000th child to be treated through the organization.
5,000 Kids from 60 Countries
The organization’s mission to Zanzibar was not a one-off.
Founded in 1995 by American immigrant and heart surgeon Dr. Ami Cohen, Save a Child’s Heart began operating at the Wolfson Medical Center, where he worked.
It started out when a pediatric cardiologist from Ethiopia asked for Cohen’s help with two children he was treating. They were sent over to Israel for surgery, sparking Cohen’s mission to help developing countries with pediatric cardiology care.

Doctors operating on Fatma at the Wolfson Medical Center. (Gil Naor)
To date, the organization has treated 5,000 children from some 60 countries at Wolfson. It also trains doctors from these countries at the hospital, and regularly sends out medical missions to many places across the globe.
All this is carried out by some 100 doctors and nurses from Wolfson, who volunteer their time and experience.
One such volunteer is Dr. Alona Raucher Sternfeld, chief of pediatric cardiology for Wolfson and SACH. She explains that Fatma’s condition is caused by the remnant of a fetal blood vessel that should have closed soon after birth.
“There’s a lot of blood flow across this vessel and this causes pulmonary congestion,” she explains, noting that children with the condition suffer from respiratory distress, like the pneumonia syndromes Fatma was experiencing.
“All the caloric intake is wasted on this breathing effort,” she notes. This is the reason for Fatma’s low current weight of 13 pounds despite being an otherwise well-developed baby.
Recovering in a Multinational Setting
On the day ISRAEL21c visited her at the hospital, Fatma underwent open-heart surgery. “The surgery itself isn’t a very complicated one,” Sternfeld explains. “It involves opening up the chest from the left side and tying up the defect.”
“It’s lifesaving surgery. If the defect isn’t closed off, irreparable damage will be caused to the lungs,” she adds. “It’s about taking someone who without the repair would die or be very ill and making them healthy.”
“She’ll be a healthy child, just like her mom is healthy,” the doctor concludes.
Fatma and Haji will have to stay in Israel for two to three months after the operation for recuperation and observation. For this purpose, SACH maintains a large, inviting building near the hospital that can house up to 60 people at any given time – kids and their accompanying parents and nurses, as well as trainee overseas doctors.
“It can be pretty busy and pretty noisy later in the day,” laughs house mother Laura Kafif.
The house runs on a tight but fun schedule, with three key words spoken by all its multinational inhabitants: kula and kulala (Swahili for “eat” and “sleep”), as well as the local balagan (“mess”).
Not too bad for a complex currently housing people from Zanzibar, Tanzania, Kenya, Ghana, Uganda, Kurdistan, Ethiopia and the Palestinian Authority all at the same time.
After breakfast, Kafif contacts doctors at the hospital about which kids need to go over for checkups or treatments. Volunteers from Israel and abroad come and play with the children for a few hours, either in the spacious house or in its beautiful garden.

Balkis Makame Haji after her daughter’s successful open-heart surgery. Photo by Gil Naor
Moms from different countries cook lunch for their group of compatriots. This, Kafif notes, ensures that everyone eats the foods they like and greatly comforts the kids away from home for so long. (Israeli schnitzels, she adds, did not prove to be a hit.)
More volunteers come over in the afternoon to play with the children until dinner and bedtime.
“We have a great volunteer team and they do different things with the children that they might not have had at home,” Kafif says. “Some kids we’ve had in the past have never done a puzzle.It’s a good place to recuperate because it’s fun. It’s not lying in bed not being able to move.”
This is especially true for some of the older kids who arrive in Israel without parents. This happens because SACH must prioritize how many people it can bring over, and the first concern is to fly over as many sick children as possible. The older kids are cared for by the nurse who arrives with each delegation, both in the hospital and during recovery. “It’s amazing how quickly they settle down,” Kafif reassures.
Israel at its Best
The organization’s main offices are also located at the house. Here, British-born Executive Director Simon Fisher explains the heart of SACH’s mission.
“I believe Save a Child’s Heart represents Israel at its best,” he says. “At the core of the activities are universal values that are at least part of my DNA as a Jew, as an Israeli and as someone who immigrated from the UK to Israel and feels the need to showcase who we are.”
“If there’s a child we can help, then we’ll help,” he says of the different populations that the apolitical organization treats, noting that nationality does not make a difference. This is particularly true in the case of Palestinian kids, who have a special weekly clinic at SACH.
“It makes sense to help your neighbors,” he says. “We believe there’s a very strong element of trust-building between Israelis and Palestinians and that’s through health.”
“Even at the worst of times children have been coming across for treatment,” he adds.
The aid to children from around the world is never at the expense of local Israeli kids, Fisher notes. In fact, a new children’s medical center being built at Wolfson through the efforts of SACH will treat all pediatric patients from the greater Holon area.
Sponsored by donors Sylvan Adams, Morris Kahn, the Azrieli Foundation and the Ted Arison Family Foundation, the children’s hospital is set to treat some 700 SACH patients a year. And with the cost of flying over and treating each child standing at $15,000, the initiative requires around $10 million.
While the organization is non-governmental, it does receive support from the Israeli Ministry for Regional Cooperation and at times the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as well as the European Union and other private donors. Fatma’s operation, for example, was sponsored by Canadian donors.
“As a member of the international community, Israel is giving to humanity, per se, and in many cases leading and leading by example,” Fisher says of SACH. “It’s very much based on the values of tikkun olam,” he adds, concluding that “children are our future.”
That’s certainly the case for Fatma.
“I’ll make sure to take good care of my child,” Haji says. “I want her to be a doctor – a heart specialist. That was my dream and I didn’t get the chance to go. I want to make sure she goes.”


A DINNER PARTY IN HAVANA... PRECIOUS RELATIONSHIPS FRIENDSHIPS SANS FRONTIERES

My week in Havana was so delightful, friends, talks, preparations for a talk, coffee and cakes, and always every one helping every body else.. This is my Cuba, the Cuba that I love...Those who have been left behind long to join those who have left who long for the island and its unique style ..
Before going off on my bimonthly Asian Journey, I wanted to have a nice group of my friends together. My landlady was untiringly seeking all that was needed for a good get together: Lamb meat Carnero as fresh and clean as possible, vegetables that I like, especially acelga(Bok Choy), enough large bottles of water with and without gas, enough wine, mostly spanish and chilean ..
Most importantly she acquired the services of a neighbour friend who agreed to cook for the 12 people who would come for dinner.



My Cuban mother usually joins us and she was the first to arrive, coming straight from her work.
one by one friends arrived and we finished off the six bottles of wine, lots of water and some diehards who insisted on Rum and Coke..and lots and lots of conversation 








One friend (Phd in Marine Biology) was leaving to join his wife in Mexico, so we used this occasion to wish him well. Earlier we had gone to a lovely Dulceria called Carolina and bought a delicious chocolate Cake..
A very long day for me as I had to pack to leave the next morning, but I felt such a sense of mindful living, enjoying the moment when true friends could spend time together..

Tonight a visitor to the conference where I had given a presentation was present as well. All the adults in the room had travelled abroad and maintain a worldview not just about Cuba.
I love being here in Cuba..
I feel very content with my affiliation with the Indigenous peoples, my devotion to my people and the State of Israel and my love for Cuba. Nice balance with the flavours of many other countries in my life
Very grateful for this life.
Gracias amigos..

samedi 25 mai 2019

A WELL KNIT COMMUNITY OF ENDOCRINOLOGISTS IN HAVANA CUBA

The Community of Endocrine Physicians and Psychologists is  a small well knit cohesive and gentle one. Whenever I get a chance to be with them, mostly at conferences, I enjoy their presence. This time it was no different.
I was invited to give a talk at the Annual meeting of the Diabetes Association of Cuba celebrated along with the meeting of the Association of Latin American Societies of Diabetes, in Havana, in May 2019.
It was a very pleasant day indeed. My talk was well received. and i spent hours talking, discussing and socializing. made some new friends as well.









AS TIME GOES BY..... EVENINGS AT THE MALECON IN HAVANA CUBA

 I feel so content walking along the Malecon just one block from my flat. Feel so free, so free of any thoughts that are binding you to any other place or person. Just a simple contentment, I am happy to be here and the city treats me well as does the breeze and the sun sets..











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