08 May 2008

an overdue introduction: Action for the City

I realized that I haven't adequately described the NGO I work for on this blog. Since I just spent four hours speaking about Action for the City to middle-schoolers at the UN International School, now seems a good time to remedy the silence. If it sounds like I'm giving an infomercial, it's because, well, that's my job as the "communications officer."

Action for the City was started in 2006 by a small group of Vietnamese with a passion for the city. They saw many problems in this capital--traffic, pollution, loss of green space, discrimination--and had a vision of a green, clean city, 'where the livin' is easy.' But everyone has dreams and we can all make up visions. The difference is that this group acted on their passions and founded Action for the City, a local NGO committed to "bringing people together for livable cities," committed to integrity as an NGO, and committed to creativity and playfulness. We recently had a workshop to re-evaluate the goals and values after being in operation for two years and to renew our friendships. We drew pictures of our dreams, we shared with each other on a personal level (the first question I was asked: "So how about your boyfriend?" -!-), we lay on the grass with our heads together and stared up at the unusually blue skies... and we clarified our mission:

"Our mission is to improve the quality of life for all in Hanoi and other cities by increasing community participation, bringing common voices to policy-makers, and using a variety of creative forms and media as tools for social change. We focus on three main areas:
Environment: We work to slow down the process of climate change and create a healthy environment for all.
Social development: We work to reduce urban poverty, promote equal access to social services, and advocate for disadvantaged groups.
Creative urban living: We work to bring out and celebrate the creativity of individuals and communities for a sustainable lifestyle."

It all sounds pretty lofty, especially when you realize there's only five staff and two volunteers, and when you see our tiny one-room office with one octagonal table and little loft area. But we're all about bringing people together and as such have an extended networking system. There are always visitors coming in the office and emails fly around faster than you can say, "Tôi yêu Hà Nội" (I love Hanoi). And, my coworkers are simply amazing people who inspire me with their passion, creativity, and dedication. Being able to work alongside them has made this entire year worth it. Sometimes I come in to work discouraged or depressed, and they greet me warmly and simply love me. Once a week we have a "Buddhist lunch," where we eat vegetarian food in meditative silence, focusing on eating slowly and being fully aware of where our food comes from. Doing this together adds a kind of spiritual bond between us. I should also add that we rent our small room from the History Museum which has an amazing, quiet courtyard filled with blossoming trees and ancient artifacts (and occasional drunk karaoke parties and military drills).
So now, what do we actually do and what is my specific role in it all? We have a number of projects running concurrently, funded by different agencies (like the Worldbank or a Swedish environmental group) and working with different people and issues. In future blog entries, I will write specifically about Just Massage, Photovoice, and Green Transport Day. My role as communications officer is to develop PR--flyers, brochures, website material, writing articles, photography, etc--but I end up doing a lot more, including English editing, tech support, office interior design, English teaching, evaluations, massage tester (my favorite! :), receptionist, and many other odds and ends. I have a great deal of variety every day, which keeps life interesting. Because it's a small office, I can be part of discussions on new proposals, meet many people, and work on my Vietnamese! Action for the City has become my second (or third?) home, my little family...

06 May 2008

elephants, monks, & hymn-sings: adventures in Laos

As our car pulled away from the airport in Vientiane, Laos, we passed quiet streets and spread-out houses. "When will we reach downtown?" I asked as we came to a small town. "This is it. This IS the downtown of the capital city." "Oh wow, I like this place! So quiet and peaceful."

And indeed, that feeling didn't leave me the whole time I was in Laos, a small communist country that nests snugly between Vietnam, Cambodia, Thailand, and China. I was there for a regional SE Asia MCC retreat along with about 40 other expat volunteers, many of them on the same 1-year SALT program. The last time I saw these fun friends was in August during orientation, so we had a lot to catch up on and a lot of stories to share.
Before the retreat actually started, we took a very long, bumpy, curvy bus ride up to Luang Prabang, hugging the curves of steep mountains, catching glimpses of bamboo stilt houses balancing between road and cliff, and trying to avoid drips of condensed AC water falling from above our heads. Luang Prabang is a tourist town, and for good reason. It's nestled among spectacular mountains with the Mekong River flowing through its heart and old French architecture and wats gracing its streets. We had a chance to ride elephants (if only I was wearing white clothes and a pith helmet, I could be one of those colonialist "explorers" one sees in old photos), kayak through rapids and past fishermen throwing their nets in perfect circles (in pouring rain), hike up and over a gorgeous waterfall (in flip-flips and skirt--whoops!, bad choice for jungles Anna), jump fully-clothed in a pool at the bottom of the falls, greet monks with a small bow as they walked by in bright orange robes, walk around a night market with colorful ethnic patterns, sip fresh fruit shakes, and generally relax and be full-blown tourists. Good times.
Back in Vientiane, our retreat started with communion and me giving a short homily about drinking the cups of our lives to the dregs (an image from Nouwen's "Can You Drink the Cup?" which I highly recommend). Sometimes the cup is bitter and sorrowful, sometimes it's sweet and joyful, but no matter what it is we are called to hold it and embrace all the flavors, lift it to one another in community, and drink it to the bottom. Later on, each country shared what MCC is doing and we got to experience first hand some of the work in Laos, like teaching English to kids and translating women's health books. A Mennonite retreat wouldn't be complete without singing hymns in beautiful 4-part a capela harmony, so we definitely had a few good hours of harmonic bliss. :)
Laos is a beautiful, quiet, relaxing country, reminding me more of Papua New Guinea than anything in Vietnam. But now I'm back in the chaos of Hanoi, trying to be fully present and content, trying to drink my cup slowly and fully...

(note: more pictures are on Facebook; I'll get them up here before long...)