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POST BY CHRIS TRETER

Tuesday February 1, 2011

One realization from meeting thousands of people while running across Ethiopia and spending time in coffee growing communities that supply Higher Grounds with our Ethiopian Yrgacheffe Light Roast and Ethiopian Unwashed Sidamo Medium Roast, is that the coffee industry should learn a lesson from “Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs”.

Abraham Maslow, the founder of Humanistic Psychology, has been immortalized through his creation of “Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs.” Outlined in “A Theory of Human Motivation,” published in 1943, the work has affected many fields, including education. In the Hierarchy of Needs, Maslow explains that first level needs must be attained before a human can satisfy higher level needs. Basic needs (survival) must be met before Safety Needs (comfort) and Psychological Needs (well-being). If all three can be met, a human can then work to find self-actualization and Peak Experiences.

In modern-day Ethiopia, despite the country’s coffee exports accounting for nearly 60 percent of the national GDP, many coffee farmers and their families live in dire poverty. Education, health care, and access to water are all very limited. In the Yirgacheffe region, where some of the world’s most unique and sought-after coffees originate, little more than half the region’s children complete primary school. The adult literacy rate is 36 percent. Life expectancy is 53 years. Unfortunately for coffee farmers (and most rural peoples) in Ethiopia, the most basic of human needs are not met. These needs reflect human’s needs of water, food, shelter, and clothing.

As a buyer visiting coffee growing communities in Ethiopia many times, one thing that has been quite evident is that fair trade pricing alone is not nearly enough to bring growers out of poverty. However, it should at the very least be the baseline price for any ethical coffee buyer. And, in a high priced coffee market, price alone will not resolve issues of poverty. For most coffee growers, their basic needs of survival are not met. Buyers who attempt to talk about quality of coffee without simultaneously speaking of quality of life are simply not in touch of the reality on the ground and contribute to the development of an unjust coffee trading system.

Children in a village near Yirgacheffe, Ethiopia

When one travels through coffee growing communities, the lack of basic needs is quite clear to see. Children smile and wave to you without shoes in a region where podoconiosis, a debilitating foot disease that is caused by walking barefoot, affects nearly 1 million Ethiopians. Their stomachs are large due to malnourishment as their diet is heavy in the false banana (a starch) with limited access to protein. Over 90% of the children never attend high school. Many of those in school study in classrooms with over 100 students, in buildings that have no access to water, and without any food to eat throughout the day.

Alimazi Bedhaso, a 14 year old girl from a growing community that supplies coffee to over a dozen brands in the U.S. and Europe approached me while touring a new high school built with fair trade premiums which she will attend next year. When asked about her education thus far she quickly responded, “For girls it is very difficult. If we do not attend school we are forced into arranged marriage at a very young age. If we are in school there are not enough teachers or supplies and we have no time to study. We must walk for hours to return home where we must fetch water and wood, feed the animals, and cook.”

When asking a group of growers representing 6 different coffee cooperatives, what their largest challenges are as an organization, one is quick to realize that their needs are much different than that of an organization in the United States or Europe. While a U.S. company might talk about a need for an improved accounting system, better trained employees, or access to capital, an Ethiopian co-op will quickly state that water, roads, schools, electricity and health centers are the primary needs. Thoughts of better organizational efficiencies are not even a thought when an organization is still grappling with the survival of its membership.

Women sorting "green" coffee beans at a cooperative.

The largest issue for any farmer I have spoken to in Ethiopia is access to water. As one told me, “Water is life, we spend much of the day looking for water. In fact, women sometimes give birth next to the well while they wait for their turn to get water for their family.”  This need for water is evident when anyone walks through a community with an empty water bottle. Children quickly approach you for even just a container to carry water.

Solutions to these problems are not found in foreign minds. As the manager of Homa Cooperative, the co-op that grows some of our Yirgacheffe coffee states, “You cannot provide our solutions, only we can. Our general assembly determines our priorities. Your role is to buy more fair trade coffee and provide us with a premium.” Fair trade is the best alternative in the global coffee system. But, it is not nearly enough.

Higher Grounds believes that while we continue to push for a higher price to growers we must also bring together our community of coffee drinkers to support these communities in Ethiopia struggling to meet their most basic needs. For that reason, On the Ground was formed, a non-profit that works to provide funding for access to water, health care, and education around the world. The first major campaign of On the Ground, the Run Across Ethiopia, was an overwhelming success – raising enough money to fund the construction of three schools. Thanks to many of you reading this, together we are quickly making a difference in the lives of thousands of children in the coffee growing regions of Ethiopia. Such a campaign has never been realized with an audacious amount of support from nearly a thousand individuals throughout the U.S.

While all our activity to date has been an overwhelming success, it is just the first of many steps needed to bring real lasting change to our coffee growing partners. Through your continued support of Higher Grounds and On the Ground, we will walk down that path toward sustainability and be sure to bring you along the way while you enjoy an amazing cup of coffee. With each sip, you can be sure we are busy running toward a better world for all players in the coffee industry.http://www.highergroundstrading.com/

Chris Treter is President/CEO of Higher Grounds Trading Company in Traverse City, Michigan and founder of On The Ground.

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POST FROM AMALIA FERNAND

Friday January 28, 2011

The desperation in the eyes of a child as he holds out his hand to beg reflects upon all of us.  Ripped and dirty clothing lay tattered across his shoulders, bare feet stand amidst rocks and burrs, flies gather at the corners of his eyes and below his nostrils where snot and sleep have accumulated, but there is no water to clean it off.

A Young Child on an Ethiopian Roadway

“You, you, you!” he cries, pointing at my sunglasses, belt, water bottle.  “One birr!” (1/16th of a dollar) he yells while pushing his hand close to my face.  And I never give him anything more than a smile and a “Salam” (a greeting meaning peace) because if I did, it would cause mobs and misunderstandings and serve merely to perpetuate the situation .  We are giving in a bigger way, but for people whose lives are based on moment-to-moment survival, that is hard to understand.

Extreme poverty is defined by the World Bank as those living on $1.25 or less a day. 21% of this world, or about 1.4 billion people live in extreme poverty.  When coming from the perspective of a country that holds 80% of the world’s wealth, we rarely stop to think about how lucky we truly are.  Even the poorest person in the United States is better off than the average Ethiopian.  There are no welfare or unemployment programs, it is every man, child and woman for themselves. Since 1990 Ethiopia’s population has risen to 80 million from 52 million and the per capita annual income is $180, one of the lowest in the world.  Rates of deforestation in coffee growing areas are estimated at 25,000 acres per year.

In Ethiopia, the birthplace of wild coffee, farmers get as little as $110 off an entire crop.  Well-paid workers at coffee plantations receive 66 cents per day, the average is 55 cents per day, which is not enough to provide a decent standard of living for a family, even in Ethiopia.  Starbucks sells Ethiopia Sidamo whole bean coffee for $10.45 a pound, yet maybe a penny or two of that goes to the actual farmer.  Brochures state that Starbucks protects topical forests and enhances the lives of farmers by building schools and clinics.  In some places in Latin America, Starbucks does do these things, but not in Africa.  Starbucks opens an average of 25 new stores a week in the United States alone, where we have 5% of the world’s people, that drink 20% of the world’s coffee.  We have a responsibility to make sure that the farmers that grow our coffee are not starving.  You can not look into the desperate eyes of those begging children and ever be the same again.  For more information about Starbucks and coffee growing in Ethiopia, please read the article:  ”Starbucks calls its coffee worker-friendly, but in Ethiopia, a day’s pay is a dollar” by Tom Knudson in the Sacramento Bee at:

http://www.sacbee.com/101/v-email/story/383817.html

Chris Treter with Tadesse Meskela from OCFCU

After Chris Treter of Higher Grounds in Traverse City had spent years visiting poor coffee growing regions around the world, he came up with the concept of “Beyond fair trade” and started the non-profit On The Ground that works to improve standards of living in coffee growing regions.  He works directly with the Oromia Coffee Farmers Cooperative Union that has about 100,000 Ethiopian farmers as members, receiving fair trade prices for their coffee.  But, yet, is it really fair?  They receive pennies and the middlemen get rich.  There is so much more that needs to be done and so much more help to give.  As the Run Across Ethiopia finished it’s final day, joined by coffee buyers from around the world, we arrived in a village in the coffee growing region of Yergacheffe.  We were once again greeted by thousands of smiling faces and an outpouring of generosity, love and thanks.  Each runner was given a gift of traditional clothing and dressed for the crowd.  The people spoke of what the money from the Run would do for them and what they still needed.

This is only the beginning, a jumpstart into the aid that is needed in Southern Ethiopia.  Do we build 3 schools, or 2 schools complete with bathrooms and furniture?  Which will help more?  Can we continue to get donations and do it all?  Will this work ever really be done?  Can we give the people the tools and the responsibility they need to improve their own quality of life?  That is the goal: involve the community, provide hope, structure, stability, and education.  Without education, the problem is systemic, a wheel of poverty and suffering, rolling through the generations, never understanding that there can be a different way.  There is nothing we can do that is more important than to educate that begging child, to teach him how he can make a better life for himself, without relying on hand-outs.  Soon, we will have a community of educated children, working to improve their own quality of living.  Why the Run? You might ask, what could possibly be the point?  Raising $175,000 to build 2 schools in a matter of months with few corporate sponsors is an incredibly difficult task.  Involve 10 separate runners, working towards the smaller goal of $15,000 each and suddenly it becomes possible.  To excite and involve the community, both in the States and in Ethiopia, to involve the media, raise awareness, give people hope, bring understanding to the world, and bring a team of people that have seen that desperation first hand and whom will never forget.

McLain poses a question to her Ethiopian counterparts

In a cultural exchange of questions between children from two northern Michigan schools, (the Pathfinder School and the Children’s House) and children from the village, the dichotomy of our two worlds became shockingly evident.  The Ethiopian children watched the American children on a computer screen, then they asked their own questions.  Young girls asked things like: “What age do your parents force you to marry?”  and “What age do you have to quit school to take care of your family?”  while young boys asked about what crops U.S. children care for, what jobs they have to do after school, and how far they have to walk to get water.  This touching video should be able to be viewed in the documentary that Traverse City filmmakers, James and Jamaica Weston are creating about the entire RAE experience, hopefully to be released in May.  James and Jamaica have only a few days left on their kickstarter for the documentary.  Buy an advance DVD today and help them to create this much needed film! http://kck.st/eu9TUc

My last few days in Ethiopia provided me with an experience that helped me to feel closer to the people.  After days of being so sick that food or water was impossible to keep down, my body was going into dehydration and starvation mode, my vision was swirling and flashing colors, and in this state, I entered the emergency room of a hospital in Addis Ababa.  Scared of the prospect of an African hospital, but more scared of whatever parasite was lurking inside of me, I laid on the thin hospital bed to gaze through blurred vision at the simplicity around me.  Accustomed to the long waits of bustling ER’s in the States, I was surprised to be greeted quickly and immediately assessed to need an IV and glucose.  I asked them to open the packages of the needles in front of me and with tears streaming down my face, I gripped my interpreter and friend Betty’s hand.  The nurse put the IV in and then stood at the end of my bed to stare at me and pick his nose while the Doctor told me that he suspected either Malaria or Typhoid.  The nurse donned gloves and drew blood for testing.  Waiting for those test results felt like the scariest half hour of my life.   Negative, the Dr. said, and I cried in relief.  More tests revealed that I had “an amoeba,” or amoebic dysentery.  Little amoeba’s were waging war in my intestine, eating away at the wall and expelling anything else that entered as my stomach reeled in pain.

After some anti-nausea and anti-stomach cramping meds through my IV the Dr. thought about keeping me overnight but decided I could go as he wrote me a prescription for 3 days of medication to get rid of the amoeba.  The hospital bill totaled about $35, nothing compared to what we would expect in the U.S., but months worth of income for an Ethiopian.  I was lucky, I could receive care, but what about those who can’t?  What about the millions of people whom do not even live close to a clinic, much less a hospital?  Amoeba’s are common for Ethiopians.  For a brief time, I felt their suffering, I saw the world through their eyes.  I was sad and afraid and helpless.  Imagine a lifetime of feeling like that and please remember that no matter how little extra you think you have, it can mean the world of difference to an Ethiopian.

You can still donate to the Run Across Ethiopia cause at the On The Ground website http://onthegroundglobal.org/On_The_Ground/DONATE.html

This is an ongoing project, our work is not done, and we need your support now more than ever.

Follow Amalia’s travels on her own blog here,

The Traveling Educator at http://site.natureexplorersinternational.com/

 

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POST BY DAN ZEMPER

Wednesday January 26, 2011

Everywhere, people. Smiles, always smiles. A beautiful people, with a warm and welcoming charisma. It took me no time at all to come to admire the Ethiopian people in so many ways. I wouldn’t care to live their lives, and I don’t want to romanticize that they have a good life.

Mamoosh, our team medic.

Look up the facts and you’ll learn otherwise. Still through all of this, these are wonderful people and I can’t remember ever feeling so welcome no matter where I was. I would have liked to have been able to visit a national park and seen the animals that we associate with Africa. They are there, but I saw little of them on this trip. What I take away from this is the experience of the people. It is just what I needed, and at just the right time. My faith renewed in the potential of man. We all felt it, the others on the trip made a wonderful crew and I feel fortunate to have been able to spend this time with them. I did not know any of my compatriots on this trip beforehand. Now I have a whole new set of friends, and I am glad for them. I hope to have contact with them in the future.

Claire, celebrating with the crowds in Hase Gola.

The people of Ethiopia have made the true, and lasting impression on me. I and the others felt absolutely overwhelmed at the out-pouring for us during the first big celebration. People by the thousands, most having trekked for two to three hours. All coming over the paths from their own villages to celebrate and thank us with such joy and fervor. This was an experience of being dropped into the middle of a 3D National Geographic documentary, feeling the heat, excitement, and intense joy that they gave so freely. I felt small, crushed by the enormity bearing down on me. I felt reborn as we then celebrated it together. All of us were overwhelmed, none of us felt worthy of their outpouring. I had regularly enjoyed Ethiopian Yirgacheffe coffee prior to this trip. I’m glad that I had bought it in fair-trade form and often it was from Higher Grounds Coffee. Now though, it will never be the same. Every time I have a cup, I will see the growers, the smiles, the wonderment in the eyes, feel the handshakes and embraces. I’ll remember the dancing with the choir while in the center of a huge crowd, and I’ll never forget Mamoosh in his ecstasy.

Mamoosh being greeted in Hase Gola

Dan finally getting to run with the team.

Each of us takes away a different experience. For me the personal growth came from the healing that I experienced. I left home with a void, I have returned with a renewed hope. I have never before experienced the caring that these people demonstrate for each other. I regularly profess it in my method of coaching, now I have experienced it, felt the caring and love… for me. Beyond what I have known before, and coming from these people whom only new me for a matter of days. I have never felt so embraced. The intensity of it in the end was difficult to endure as we had to say our goodbyes and thank yous, knowing that we likely would never see each other again. I promised never to forget them and they were truly sad to see us go.

I felt a sense of urgency in leaving. I was conflicted, still not fully recovered from the illness and ten pounds lighter. I wanted to get on that plane and be gone. I had loved the experience. I cannot thank Chris Treter enough for allowing me the experience, as well as following through on his dream. Few people will accomplish this sort of thing in their lifetime. I count myself as fortunate to have been able to play a part in it and to help it to its completion in any way that I was able. I thank Timothy Young for his patience and guidance, and both he and Bill Palladino for bringing me on board. I thank Hans Voss for lighting a fire. I thank Kristin for reassuring, and inspiring me, without which I may have missed this opportunity. To all of the rest on this trip; I thank you for being friends, I’ve valued this time with all of you. I wish that there had been more time to spend saying our goodbyes at the airport.

Norm Plumstead feeling good.

After finally finding the ticket numbers that seemed to be lost in the computer, (and watching the rest of you who were flying KLM zip through, as I stood in the long line for Ethiopian Airlines) I had a ticket. Special thanks go out to Norm Plumstead for being so gracious and agreeable as to trade places with me in the customs line. Norm was in the front as I was in the back, and the line was a 30 to 40 minute wait at least. So Norm did the wait, twice; and I made my flight- with five minutes to spare.

So glad to be going home, and almost feeling guilty about it. Feeling like I had just finished a marathon, knowing that I might change my http://www.runacrossethiopia.org about ever returning to this country; once I recover. I had a very good talk with the originator of the Tesfa foundation on the last day. I learned what his dreams are for the “team Tesfa”. This is the team that provided the runners who accompanied us all along the way. The runners who by the second day began to call me “coach.” It is them that I find that I have the greatest interest in, and it is because of my interest and efforts as a coach and athlete myself, that I understand their struggle. The dream is attainable, and as I continued to run it through my mind in the countless hours of travel home, I began a plan. I have the seed for putting together an effort that may well help that dream become a reality. In the process; helping these runners that have made such an impression upon my soul, to have a greater opportunity in life. More hope, better education, greater potential. I now have a new mission in attempting to help fulfill another’s efforts. On the journey home and before I landed in Detroit, I already knew that this may not be the last time that I would visit Ethiopia, and once again I may be able to see my friends.

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POST BY BILL PALLADINO

Monday January 24th, 2011     Our Final Post… for a while.

“Hear me, four quarters of the world – a relative I am! Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is! Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you. With your power only can I face the winds.”
– Black Elk, (1863-1950)

The Flaw of Odysseus

We are at the closing point of this journey.  A year in the making, it is now time to turn our ships homeward.  I want to bring you back to an idea I mentioned last week.  It was in reference to heroes and specifically regarding Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson series, which I’ve been reading over time to my eight year-old friend Sam.  That series, and many of the characters within it, is derived directly from Greek mythology and more precisely Homer’s Odyssey.  Homer’s nearly perfect protagonist, Odysseus, is sent on an incredible adventure spanning years.  One after the other he first seems to seek battles with gods, monsters, and mortals, managing to defeat or outwit them.

Only once does Odysseus falter from his state of grace.  After escaping many villainous characters, and spending seven years imprisoned on an island, he tricks the great Polyphemus by first blinding his one eye then telling the cyclops his name is “Noman.”  The cyclops is bereft as he tells his supporters that he was blinded by “no man.”  Odysseus, as he sails away from Polyphemus’s island, triumphantly shouts back to the giant that “no one can defeat the great Odysseus,” thereby ruining his original illusion.  The result of which was the cyclops’ plea to his father Poseidon to help him, whereby the great god of the sea sentences Odysseus to years of turmoil wandering the oceans.

I tell you this because the one bad trait Odysseus is credited with is “hubris”, that is arrogance and pride.  It would be very easy for us, On The Ground and the Run Across Ethiopia team, to fall victim to this same device.  To look back on our work in Ethiopia and say, “look at us, look at what we’ve done.”  We have taken great pains from the earliest planning of the Run Across Ethiopia journey to avoid such pitfalls of ego.  While we are not without fault, we have taken care to honor the people in Ethiopia first and last.  It is their dreams of education for children we’re trying to make a reality.

There was some worry early on that frankly this might look like a phalanx of white do-gooders running through Africa so they could throw down a big fat check.  We addressed this through comprehensive conversations and partnerships with the organizations, communities, and people this project would impact.  From the Tesfa Foundation taking our own team through hours of cultural immersion, to their Team Tesfa runners being an active component of the event itself, every grueling step of the way.  To Tedesse Meskela’s close relationship with his 800,000 coffee farming families through the Oromia Coffee Farmers Cooperative Union.  Our team of runners didn’t run a protected ribbon of highway through Ethiopia, they ran through and with living communities of the very people we were there to serve.  The team was sent with a mission to be stewards of the trust that our 700 plus donors gifted to them.  As our team left the U.S. en route to Ethiopia in early January they were asked simply to “be well, travel safe, and come home changed in some way.”

Homer himself would ask no more from his heroes.  It is assumed that the Odyssey was not intended to be read, rather scholars seem to agree it was likely designed to be spoken from memory by the bards of the day.  Even here we strike some resemblance to Homer’s classic in sending our own modern day bards Seth Bernard and May Erlewine along on the trip.  They, along with our filmmakers & journalists, were asked to experience, catalog, and record the journey so that it might live on beyond the event itself.  We hope in the coming months to bring you this odyssey, the Run Across Ethiopia quest, so that you might experience, learn from, and allow yourself to be changed in some way too.

The posts from the team have diminished to very few.  Chris Treter left a beautiful tribute to our team medic Mamoosh on our blog.  Please click this link to see it. http://onthegroundtc.org/2011/01/24/bizuayehu-sees-all-things/

And last night most of our team made it home safely to airports and homes around the U.S.  Many of them returned to Traverse City.  We’re very happy they have made it back home to their families and loved ones.  Two of the last to arrive were filmmakers James and Jamaica.  And that reminds me that they are still seeking funding to allow them to complete their documentary of this journey.  Please click this image or the following link to view their Kickstarter project online. https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/weston/run-across-ethiopia-feature-film

We find ourselves conflicted now, pushed home by the winds of our own circumstance, having to leave behind the many friends and relationships we’ve made along the way.  I thank you for spending this past three weeks with us exploring this place half a world away.  Sometime later in 2011 On The Ground will likely launch another ambitious endeavor.  If you’d like to be part of that, and hear more as new plans develop, please stay subscribed to this newsletter.  If your quota for vicarious adventure is filled, feel free to unsubscribe using the link at the bottom of this page.

Here’s a final quote from Norman Cousins -
“The new education must be less concerned with sophistication than compassion. It must recognize the hazards of tribalism. It must teach man the most difficult lesson of all—to look at someone anywhere in the world and be able to see the image of himself. The old emphasis upon superficial differences that separate peoples must give way to education for citizenship in the human community. With such an education and with such self-understanding, it is possible that some nation or people may come forward with the vital inspiration that men need no less than food. Leadership on this higher level does not require mountains of gold or thundering propaganda. It is concerned with human destiny. Human destiny is the issue. People will respond.”

To read full-length stories posted by our RAE Team members please visit our blog pages athttp://www.onthegroundtc.org

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POST BY JAMAICA LYNNE WESTON

Sunday January 23, 2011

Sitting at our favorite eatery, ironicly named Chicago, the smell of Addis fills my nose as the traditional music constantly sings in the background. I’ll miss the flavor of the buna (coffee) and especially the appreciation of the time it takes for it to arrive at our table; I suppose I’ll miss the laid back time schedule then as well.

It’s funny how quickly it is for a human to adapt to a completely new sourrounding, but how hard it is to leave. Although we have been there from the 6 am PB&J’s to the 11 pm St. George sessions, I don’t feel like I have completley experienced everything that we’ve seen, I’ve only reacted to it. Through the lens it is easy to capture, but not easy to fully be in every moment.

Injera Colorful Staple of Ethiopia

This makes the journey home hard as I treasure the moments I did spend immersed in experience and experience only.  The connections I had with people and the friends I made along the way provided those opportunities to take, in gulps, the culture I had been witnessing.  Now all that remains are the remnants of Western shock in which I didn’t really find myself missing; well, occasionally it http://www.runacrossethiopia.org missed when I forgot to bring toilet paper with me.  I suppose I feel overwhelmed with the fact that I have a closet full of clothes or a home with more than 1 room, but more than anything, what I think I’ll take with me is not at all what I expected.  Sure I am more appreciative about the opportunities and freedom back home, which I assumed would be the overall moral of my trip, yet what I really learned in the womb of Mother Africa was myself.  To go somewhere foreign and learn to survive in a different way shook my core and made me question one thing in particular: happiness.  What is it that makes one happy?  I saw many children in the most impoverished situations with the brightest spirits and biggest smiles that I have never seen.  So you could say I was shaken by my own core and am now on a new trip, to find the key to the city center of my own happiness.

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POST BY STELLA YOUNG (10 years old)

Saturday Janury 22, 2011

Hi

We all said goodbye and safe travels to all the support team and runners last night at a nice mexican place.  Almost everybody got on a plane last night at about midnight after amazing mexican food, so everybody got on a plane except Amalia because she was not feeling well so she is still postponing her flight to  Uganda.
(Editor’s note: Amalia Fernand, an environmental art educator from northern Michigan was heading off on another adventure on her own after the RAE.  She, like many on the trip, suffered from some sort of food borne illness that stopped her from flying to her next destination.  We’re all hoping she’s feeling better.)  Last night when we were saying goodbye to the runners there were a lot of hugs and goodbyes to be said.

Claire Everhart finishing the Run in Afursa Waru with Zinash & Meheron

Claire was giving piggybacks to Connor and Lucy and was holding them upside down it was really funny.  Right now I really miss all of them but am looking forward to Amsterdam and the food and being able to see most of them back home in Michigan.  So now I am still in Addis Ababa  and tomorrow get on a long flight to Amsterdam.  And thank you to all the support staff and runners for being awesome.
Missing friends balanced with looking forward,
travel with family
canal
Anne Frank
Food – sauer kraut

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POST BY STELLA YOUNG
Thursday January 20, 2011
Today we all ran a 10k even me which is 6 miles, I was really proud of myself.
We ran from the hotel we were staying to a community, probably 5 of those miles were up steep steep hills. When we reached the community there were way over 2000 people, that were surrounding us.
I was not with my parents because my father was sick and at the hotel and my mother was taking care of him.  But on the bright side I was with Anne Stanton a reporter with us who also ran all the way.  When we reached a community they brought us to a field were again they told us how overjoyed they were that we were here.  After they talked some women got up and sang some traditional songs and danced a some sort of traditional dance.
The funny thing was all the runners got a special present from the community, they all got traditional clothing,then they went into a almost brand new school that was probably built a few years ago maybe not even.  I again started doing cartwheels but the crowd were to overwhelming and I had to run straight to the us because of the crowds.
Sincerely,
Stella

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POST BY STELLA YOUNG

January 19th, 2011

I would just like to explain yesterdays crowds when we went to the community.  When we first got there people were lined up on the side of this dirt track,I felt like I was in a parade , people were cheering, singing, and dancing.  Then they brought us to a field were they brought us the actual desks that they the might actually sit in at the new  school.  At first in the field a person from the community was talking to us about how grateful they were that we were here.  A man named Tedesse translated what the man was saying.  Then Chris got up and talked for a little bit then my dad got up  and spoke.  After that they took us into a school room and fed us beef with rolls,the cow that we ate was killed and prepared that morning and was very tasty.

But before we ate I felt like i was in a circus because I started doing cartwheels in front of some kids, then more kids came then more came.  I did a few cartwheels then a few kids started doing their own tricks, like walking on their hands, then a few kids tried to doing cartwheels.  Kind of going back to the field part, there were kids in the trees, like high in the trees.  While I as doing cartwheels a teenage boy came up and kicked a donkey because they thought the donkey was to close to me , but I didn’t think it was very funny.

Sincerely

Stella

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POST FROM HANS VOSS – (And it’s about time!)

Wednesday January 19th, 2011

I write the message below from me to you, my friends and networks, and anyone who is interested in one guy’s view of this outrageous expedition for cause.

Dan and Hans

Dan Zemper works on Hans' injured leg

Today, after ten days of running, we arrived in Yirgacheffe, our penultimate destination on the Run Across Ethiopia. There is a real sense of accomplishment shared by the 16 runners (ten Americans and six Ethiopians). We’ve come a long way together and have overcome some real challenges. It’s a momentous point in this rugged journey. Other than a short 10K run tomorrow, we are basically done. After more than a year of visioning, planning, fundraising, training, and then actually nailing the 10 days of running, we are are here, we’ve done it. Yes, there’s jubilation and celebration, but for me at least, this is a chance to reflect on what we’ve experienced and the lessons to be learned.

First, running 240 miles in 10 days, no matter how outrageous it may seem, is totally doable. I am no big time athlete. Most of us on this team are just regular folks. We just brought a little extra vision and a commitment to pushing our bodies beyond conventional limits.

The Team on the road to Yirgacheffe

For me this expedition has been especially wonderful because my wife Maureen and two daughters, Aiden and Lucy, were able to join the RAE team on day six of the run. They’ve shared the same experiences connecting with the wonderful Ethiopian people, had the same chances to witness the magical African landscape, and they’ve even logged considerable day to day miles running with the team. This afternoon, after we arrived in Yirgacheffe, my daughters gave me big hugs and sincere congratulations. What I told them was that this run – in fact this whole effort to raise funds to build schools and support children in Ethiopia — is an example that anything is possible. What sounded impossible (crazy? unattainable?) is now done. We did it; one step at a time, one day at a time, with our eyes on the destination and our focus in the moment. I told my kids that this is just one small example that if you put your mind to something, no matter how daunting, you can do it. And I sincerely believe it to be true. It’s a notion that I’ve tried to incorporate in my life for some time now, but I have to say that this is one of the more powerful testaments to that principle I have ever been a part of.

The biggest lessons though have come from the Ethiopian people. They are so warm, kind, and genuine. Glowing smiles. Pure joy. So many Ethiopians have cheered us on. There’s nothing better than when we run by a small hut in the countryside, those inside notice our presence, and then bolt out with arms waving, eyes wide open, and love in their hearts.

Yesterday, we visited the community where construction has begun on one of the schools the RAE donors have made possible. It was as powerful a human experience as I have ever had: the gratitude of about a few thousand people flowing endlessly toward us. 10 runners, a number of crucial role players, and over 700 donors have made a huge impact for thousands of people in this community — and all they wanted to say was thank you.

As I watched their faces, I was struck with how we are much more alike than we are different. Just like us, they  work hard, do what they  can for their children, contribute to their community. It does not matter how much we own or how much money we make, what ties us together – what makes us human – is something much more important than that. Frankly, I am not sure exactly what that is, but I know it has something to do with our how we reach out to each other with love, no matter how different our cultures may be. That love binds us together. That love is something I believe in.

Voss Equip LogoVoss Equipment is one of the financial sponsors of this run. Voss Equipment is a forklift company that my grandfather, an immigrant from Holland started in the 1930′s, just after the depression.  My father dedicated his career to this business and my brother is now the CEO. I raise it because in some respects this business embodies my family story. It just so happened that I was born into a family that was just one generation removed from Holland. My grandfather and father worked hard to build a business that created real economic opportunity for me. They carved out their piece of the American Dream. Now, here I am in Ethiopia. Voss Equipment is proudly printed on the back of the the official RAE shirts, the same shirts worn by six Ethiopian runners whose family history could not be more different than mine. The same six runners with whom, I’ve struggled with, sweated with, and celebrated with. The same six runners who have shown nothing but kindness and support from day one. It’s the same lesson: no matter how far apart we may seem  – and how different our backgrounds are — we are connected as brothers and sisters on this planet. You just have to see it.

The Run Across Ethiopia is an outrageous success. To all the wonderful people who made this happen, I want to say “thank you” and I want you to know that your involvement is making a real difference in the lives of thousands of people.

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POST BY DENA PIECUCH

Wednesday January 19th, 2011

We are in Yirgacheffe. It almost doesn’t feel real. I feel like we have just started but i know my weary body tells me otherwise. We did 12 miles today to get here and tomorrow’s 6 miles is looked at with a pretty light hearted fun run mentality. The running is over? Yes. But the help isn’t. The things I have experienced and the people I have met here have touched my heart in a long term kind of way. The people of Ethiopia are the kindest, warmest, people I have ever met.  Even though I am un able to speak to most of them, we make an instant bond with a silent communication. They are just so appreciative of us and what we are trying to do and have already done for them. They speak hugely, with no comprehend able words actually spoken. My only hope is that the Run Across Ethiopia has created an awareness and by that awareness we are able to pull together and continue, long after the run, to help one another.

Dena Piecuch
Students of the village on the left, school YOU helped build on the right!
Jeffrey and I and Mamush (our nurse), who nursed me back to running health!!

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