Photos from Day 4 of the mission, when the group visited Al Zaatari Camp.
Tag: medical mission
Here is another blog post by Emilie Whitman, who has been in Jordan for several months volunteering at the Malki-SCM Children’s Center.
September 17, 2014 by Emilie
As we entered the compound where we would set up SCM’s medical clinics for the day, the first thing that struck me was how beautiful everyone’s eyes were — wide-eyed green, blue, light brown. A fellow volunteer (who’s an incredible photographer from the KSA) and I approached a middle-aged Syrian woman with green eyes, apple cheeks, and a brilliant smile which she covered with her hand because she was missing teeth. “When we’re all in the grave, this is when it will matter if we did good things in our lives or not,” she told us in Arabic. She thanked us for being there as she kissed our cheeks.
Again, Samia El Moslimany shared photos from the medical mission taking place now in Jordan. These are from day 2 when they held a clinic in Madaba. Thank you Samia for sharing! You can see more of her work at www.photographybysamia.com.
The group went to the Malki-SCM Children’s Center then went to Madaba, and had a visit to Mount Nebo after the day’s work was over.
Here is a photo gallery of the pictures taken by volunteer and professional photographer Samia El Moslimany. She has shared many more pictures than I am able to fit here, but this will give you a good idea of what took place. They are in no particular order.
Although I’ve showered away any physical evidence of the first day of the SCM mission, I can’t seem to shake away the feelings I experienced. Our first location was Al-Wahdat, originally a Palestinian refugee camp in Amman. Both Palestinians dating back from the 1948 Nakba and recent Syrian refugees were prevalent. It was a long and overwhelming day, with the doctors treating roughly 700 patients and humanitarian aid distributed in a very limited tight space.
Towards the end of the day, we were all running pretty low on energy and supplies. Slowly the men, women and countless children began to trickle out. That’s when a young 12-year-old girl and her 10-year-old cousin came in. They heard we had “toys” and had walked down to see us. Although we weren’t taking any more patients and we completed the humanitarian distribution for the day, they decided to keep me company for an hour or two.
During this time, the two girls somehow managed to get their hands on a box of candy. They insisted on sharing it with me and placed the stickers found in the candy box on my phone and badge. They were giggly and charismatic; often cracking jokes at my and each other’s expense.
However, the 12 year old was repeated flinching while chewing her candy. She mentioned she’s had a bad tooth for quite a long time- in which she decided to try to carve out the cavity herself (thinking it would ease her pain). She showed me and it was severely swollen. I told her about the dental team onsite. She nodded her head yes, although admitted she was nervous. I got her in and she said she would see the dentist only if I remained with her the entire time.
While we were waiting, she held my hand and told me that her father was dead. His sister, the cousin’s mother, had also died. Before I could delve deeper they inquired about my parents, and what kind of food my mother cooked. We talked about our favorite meals, our siblings, and schooling. She ended up holding my hand the entire time, even while she was getting her tooth pulled.
This girl essentially faced her fears alone; with a little cousin she helped care after and a stranger holding her hand. I don’t think I’ve seen a braver child in my time to date, nor one with as much love as she had for the world around her. May every child have her strength and compassion.