Last report from the January 2018 trip

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - January trip

Last report and Caroline writes for the first time Hello everyone Caroline here and this my first writing of the blog, Fiona and especially Becky writing during our trip which was so helpful. It meant that I could focus on what was going on all around as we travelled in Arua...

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Arua is alive with noise

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - Arua from the air

Arua alive with noise both night and day. Becky Sedgwick now back in the UK provided a wonderful and descriptive piece. Sitting on the cool verandah waiting for Eric, our driver, it occurs to me that the town here is never quiet.  There are the sounds of nature but never...

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Arua through the eyes of a visitor

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - The plane arriving at Arua

Arua is a large town and like all large towns, full of commerce. Just travelling between the guest house and the college, there is so much to see!  But the majority of shops and workshops aren’t in smart buildings, but anywhere the owner can find a space.  So there’s a...

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Airports are not quite the same as home

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese

Airports are not quite the same as home and there is no such thing as duty-free. Becky Sedgwick has provided another instalment of the CRESS trip. After many goodbyes, we set off for the airstrip at 10.45 – MAF had let us know that they were due to land at 11.10....

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CRESS family day

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - Parachute games at CRESS family day

Yesterday was the CRESS family day and what a lovely day!  And, because we were driving to Moyo first, another very long day. During breakfast and morning prayer, Fi met with some pastors for one to one counselling – we met one afterwards, whose face was shining with happiness and...

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A reflection as conferences close

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - January 2018 Conferences

Becky Sedgwick has provided a reflection as the conferences close and tells us they ended with great aplomb. The Sunday school teachers learned some games and how to teach the Bible to children, and had two hours of the wonderful Fi teaching them about how to support children with trauma.  The...

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Sunday school teachers conference

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - January 2018 Conferences

During the Sunday school teachers conference, I asked for examples of when they had prayed and seen God respond.  Many of the stories that came back revealed some of the impact of their flight from Kajo Keji.  One boy spoke about arriving in a camp with nothing at all –...

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Today the conferences began

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - January 2018 Conferences

Today the conferences began!  Both were being held at the Arua Teacher Training College which proved to be a lovely campus with plenty of space and shade, as well as various teaching venues.  We arrived at 9am (after morning prayer and a lovely breakfast!) to find the clergy and the...

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The trip to Mijale was long

Lab technician Gerald and Clinical Director Edward

The trip to Mijale was long! We piled into CRESS’s landrover, driven by the wonderful Eric – Caroline, Bishop Joseph and his wife Yango, resplendent in a beautiful white dress and headdress, and me.  We drove through busy Arua and for the first half an hour we made good progress...

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A smooth MAF flight to Arua

CRESS - Christian Relief and Education for South Sudanese - Mothers union recipients of bikes

To ensure that MAF does not leave without us this morning we arrive at the airstrip just after dawn. A smooth one-hour flight North to Arua surrounded by hazy heat meaning the ground was not very visible. We are met by dear Fred and his reception team who ably manage...

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