Wednesday: A day at the slum

Another day in Nepal has just passed by and it is time to do some blogging. The key word for today is Slum – which we discussed in class and following saw by our own eyes.
It was a great experience because you as a Danish guy, who never have seen a slum area, have a lot of prejudice about the subject and they were almost all rejected. We went to the slum area with a local guy who lived there himself. Both of his parents were dead and now he lived in the slum with his sister. It was great to be escorted around by someone who lived there and it did not take long time before we were invited to the first home.
The slum or community as the local called it was a very small one compared to many others, only around 30 houses. What surprised me most was the people’s unity almost like one big family, helping and supporting each other at all times.
Likewise the community was very well organized. They had a president and a vice president, and if any problems appeared or any decisions should be made they did it in common. Every voice was heard. They had also made up different rules and regulations to make the community better. Like a non alcohol politic because drinking in the slum areas often leads to a lot of violence, abuse and other bad things.
So, I’m not saying it was a great place to be for the people there is defiantly better alternatives and the people who lived there were still very poor. But it was good to see that they made it work out any way and that a life in the slum not is as bad as the media’s often projects it.

Another day in Nepal has just passed by and it is time to do some blogging. The key word for today is Slum – which we discussed in class and following saw by our own eyes.
It was a great experience because you as a Danish guy, who never have seen a slum area, have a lot of prejudice about the subject and they were almost all rejected. We went to the slum area with a local guy who lived there himself. Both of his parents were dead and now he lived in the slum with his sister. It was great to be escorted around by someone who lived there and it did not take long time before we were invited to the first home.
The slum or community as the local called it was a very small one compared to many others, only around 30 houses. What surprised me most was the people’s unity almost like one big family, helping and supporting each other at all times.
Likewise the community was very well organized. They had a president and a vice president, and if any problems appeared or any decisions should be made they did it in common. Every voice was heard. They had also made up different rules and regulations to make the community better. Like a non alcohol politic because drinking in the slum areas often leads to a lot of violence, abuse and other bad things.
So, I’m not saying it was a great place to be for the people there is defiantly better alternatives and the people who lived there were still very poor. But it was good to see that they made it work out any way and that a life in the slum not is as bad as the media’s often projects it.