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.
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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! 
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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 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. 

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 at
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Remember too that you can follow us on Facebook and on Twitter where we post frequent, if short, snippets about the adventure.

If you want to see our stream of photos as they arrive you can go to the website (see below) or go right to our Flickr Photostream using the link below. 
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Bill Palladino
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Our Mission
“On The Ground works directly with communities around the globe helping them gain sustainable access to fresh water, education, and quality healthcare.”

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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 MATT DESMOND

Saturday January 22, 2011 – On the Way Home

No need for alarm clocks in Ethiopia: We have been awoken every morning some time around 5 a.m. (I never checked my watch for the exact time) by the loudspeakers mounted on each town’s Orthodox Christian church. I haven’t been able to understand the words, of course, but they have the unmistakable rhythm of biblical verse and prayer. Not to be outdone, the local mosques also fire up their loudspeakers five to 10 minutes after the Christians start theirs. “Ahhlllaaaaah,” followed by more indecipherable verse, rings through every dark morning either just louder or just quieter than the other, depending on location relative to mosque and church.

Each morning, these competing calls to prayer have reminded us that we are a stone’s throw away from the birthplace of the world’s major monotheistic religions and surrounded by countries victimized by militant religious extremism. Fortunately and perhaps surprisingly, Ethiopia, which is roughly half Islamic and half Christian (yet also has a small Jewish population), has largely escaped the deadly strife that has so defined Islamo-Christian relations in recent years.

A couple hundred years after Ethiopia’s then emperor declared his country Christian—this was before Constantine’s famous conversion and similar proclamation in 313 AD—Mohammed began preaching a new one-god religion in present day Saudi Arabia, a ways north and across the Red Sea from Ethiopia. Some of Mohammed’s fellow tribesmen didn’t like what he was saying and forced him to look for refuge in a town called Mecca. When trouble started brewing there, he moved on to a new refuge, later name Medina. Still fearing for the safety of his family, Mohammed sent a daughter and a few followers south to a land ruled by a king that also adhered to a one-god religion, hoping that the shared concept would lead to protection.

Mohammed was correct: the king not only granted his daughter protection, he also gave the group of foreigners a plot of land to settle. In gratitude, Mohammed commanded that Muslims never attack the Christians of Ethiopia unless attacked first. That has led to a largely, though not entirely, peaceful coexistence between the two religions throughout the ages.

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Matt is now on his way home from Ethiopia.  www.runacrossethiopia.org

POST BY NORM PLUMSTEAD

Thursday January 20, 2011

Norm Plumstead - Honor Michigan

We ran from our hotel in Yerga Cheffe to the village of Afursa Waru – approximately 10K.  When we reached the village, we were treated to a huge community celebration.  The love and support they  gave to us was overwhelming.  Over a thousand people were cheering, clapping, and signing.  All the runners took time to congratulate one another, and then we sat down while the village gathered around. The crowd was treated to songs, dancing and formal speeches of congratulations.  Chris Treter was given a chance to speak and shared some moving words.  All the American runners were presented with traditional Oromia clothes.  In the video, you can see some of the runners in their garb.

After the speeches and formalities, we were invited into a school where we ate lunch.  Following lunch we toured the village, visited the coffee processing area and interacted with the villagers.  It was at this point that I was able to grab my video camera and do some recording.  The attached video contains some of the sights and sounds from today.

Today was yet another humbling experience in Ethiopia.

Timothy Young posted this about Norm yesterday

I’d like to report that Honor Bank’s VP, Norm Plumstead, has just completed his 250 mile Run Across Ethiopia in great form along with our team of 16 Ethiopian and US runners. Thanks to Honor Bank and many other supporters, Norm is part of team that has raised over $150,000 to build schools in the coffee growing region of Jirge Chefe. Yesterday, in Hase Gola, where one of our schools is already under construction, Norm and the team arrived to a cheering crowd of over 2000 community members celebrating the team’s efforts to bring educational opportunity to this region.

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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 JACOB WHEELER – Glen Arbor Sun

Monday January 17th, 2011

Imagine that you’re a poor farmer in the Sidamo region of southern Ethiopia — an African herdsman — living in a mud hut by the side of the road. Imagine that you walk out your doorway into the sunlight one morning, and there at 7 a.m., a bunch of “ferenges” (“foreigners” in Amharic, probably derived from “Frenchies”) in skimpy running shorts are laying there on the grass, stretching. Imagine, too, that a couple white musicians are playing guitars and singing. You think, what on Earth! This scene has likely never happened before in such a remote part of East Africa.

But that’s just what form the Run Across Ethiopia took on Day 9. Earthworks musicians Seth Bernard and May Erlewine joined the team for today’s 16-mile run, which took us into the Yirgachefe coffee region, and a mere 36 miles from our ultimate destination on Thursday. At every water and food stop along the road, Seth and May lit up the crowds of villagers and children, who clapped, danced, and engaged in the sort of cross-cultural love and understanding that music knows best. At one point, RAE harrier Nigel Willerton requested a Beatles tune as he jogged by without stopping. Seth played “All we need is love”, and out of the crowd hobbled a weary old man carrying a massive rolled-up animal skin over his shoulder. He began hopping up and down and dancing to the song.

View videos below of Seth and May’s roadside performances, and other clips from Day 9 of the Run Across Ethiopia. 214 miles in the books. Just 36 to go!

The power of music in a village.

And even on a roadside during a short break Seth & May attract a crowd… and that leather peddler.  All you need is love… and a huge roll of leather.

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