Charity or justice?

I’ve been very short-sighted since I was 8 years old. An optician seeking somebody to blame told me it was my own fault – I’d read too many books when I was younger. As my mum is also very short-sighted, I think it was more a case of bad genes.

So for the last 17 years, I have worn contact lenses and glasses. There is nothing more excruciating than losing a contact lense behind your eyeball, and nothing more infuriating than losing your glasses in the middle of the Indian Ocean when you’re on holiday. My short-sightedness has meant a lifetime of horrible eye infections, irritated eyes after long days of writing, and innumerable pairs of lost lenses and glasses.

Six months ago, after a particularly severe eye infection, I was told by an eye specialist that I would never be able to wear contact lenses again. I have spent the first half of 2012 wearing very big glasses. They were cool glasses, but mostly they felt like a huge barrier: between me and the rest of the world. So I decided to do something about it.

12 days ago my life was utterly transformed by laser eye surgery.

Waking in the morning and being able to see – actually see – the world in all its magnificence feels miraculous. Everything is more beautiful, more colourful, more perfect than before. I have had 12 whole days of 20/20 vision but it still seems unreal, as if tomorrow when I wake, my world might be a sleepy blur once more. I feel so overjoyed – and very lucky – that modern day technology has fixed my broken eyes.

When I was in Sudan I met a woman, Randa, who also couldn’t see. But her poor vision was nothing to do with short-sightedness. She was going blind because of the smoke caused by cooking on an open fire in her kitchen.

Randa is from a small village in North Darfur called Kafut, and has cooked with wood for her whole life. This means walking for maybe three or four hours to collect firewood, which she then carries on her head.

Cooking with firewood means that Randa’s whole house is constantly polluted by toxic smoke. Her house is made of hay, and the inside is burnt black. Randa’s lungs are also blackened by smoke, and like all the other women in her village she has suffered from countless chest problems.

But the cruelty of the smoke is that it is stealing her sight, and Randa is beginning to go blind.

Since working with Practical Action, Randa has been introduced to a new kind of cooking, using a stove which uses a clean energy source: liquid petroleum gas. The benefits of this are multifarious: not only is it cheaper for families, it also reduces the pressure on the dwindling supply of trees in North Darfur.

But for Randa, the most wonderful thing about her new stove is that it does not aggravate her eye problems:

“The LPG stove has totally eliminated the smoke… I think it has saved my sight. Before my eyes would stream constantly but now this has stopped. And I can breathe easily.”

Randa belongs to the Women’s Development Association in her village, and she is now educating other women about the benefits of cooking on an LPG stove, and also helping to distribute 19 stoves to families across her village, and 61 to other communities nearby.

Meeting the beautiful, determined Randa , and listening to her story, confirmed to me that simple technologies – such as a new stove – really can be life-changing. I know Randa was thrilled that the stove had saved her sight.

But how I wish that she’d never had to lose it in the first place. And that like me, she could benefit from wonderful new eyes.

What fills me with fury is the injustice of it. Because Randa’s near-blindness wasn’t inevitable. It need not have happened. I know that Practical Action’s work is helping her now, but for thousands of other people, it’s already too late.

Nelson Mandela once said “overcoming poverty is not an act of charity, it is an act of justice”. I think he is right.

We are not being charitable by helping. We are helping to restore some sense of justice to this world of ours that is so unbalanced and just so unfair.

5 responses to “Charity or justice?”

  1. Gigi Says:

    What a wonderful post Ella. I hope we will see you in Zimbabwe sometime.

  2. Ella Jolly Says:

    Thank you so much Gigi! I very much hope I am able to visit our work in Zimbabwe soon!

  3. Romy A. Horca Says:

    Hi Ella!
    It’s good to know that you have found the pleasures that an excellent eyesight brings.
    You are a remarkable person, not because you used glasses/contact lenses, etc when you look at the world…you see it with your heart.
    Thanks for the awareness you bring about with your keen observations in your blogs.
    Take care and be safe,

  4. Ella Jolly Says:

    Thanks Romy, for your very kind comment about my blogs and my writing for Practical Action. I have been very fortunate in that my job enables me to meet and talk to some of the people with whom we work, and I feel we have a duty to tell their stories from the heart, rather than in a cliched or meaningless way! I’m glad you felt this.
    Best wishes,

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