De La Salle Brothers Blog » Uncategorized http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog Ordinary Men Leading Extraordinary Lives Fri, 27 Jan 2012 00:12:39 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 en hourly 1 Worrying Times http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/worrying-times http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/worrying-times#comments Fri, 21 Oct 2011 03:30:48 +0000 dlsadmin http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/?p=507 South Sudan has negotiated elections and the referendum, and achieved independence, with remarkable clam and stability. The fears of outbreaks of violence and lawlessness have been largely unfounded and the country has moved smoothly to becoming the world’s newest nation. There has been some inflation in prices and some shortages, especially in northern regions, but one can only say we have been well led to this point. Peace and stability have been preserved. One cannot fail to notice there is a ‘liberation’ among the women in the style of western clothing they are now choosing to wear. People seem to be more relaxed and confident that they are indeed able to choose their own destiny rather than suffer the imposition from others; but there are some emerging concerns. The mood of optimism and confidence continues but slowly the awareness is dawning that independence does not bring instant rewards for the general population.  There has been no town power in Malakal since August 25th. The people of that city formerly received the benefits of a power supply every night. I was there for the independence celebrations on July 9th and we enjoyed power all that day. Before independence, a power grid operating during daylight hours in Wau. That has now ceased. Wau and Malakal, after Juba, are the two largest towns in South Sudan.  In Juba, however, twenty-four hours of power had continued. After all, it is the capital of the new country. But the last ‘town power’ in Juba was supplied on October 5th and [...]]]> South Sudan has negotiated elections and the referendum, and achieved independence, with remarkable clam and stability. The fears of outbreaks of violence and lawlessness have been largely unfounded and the country has moved smoothly to becoming the world’s newest nation. There has been some inflation in prices and some shortages, especially in northern regions, but one can only say we have been well led to this point. Peace and stability have been preserved. One cannot fail to notice there is a ‘liberation’ among the women in the style of western clothing they are now choosing to wear. People seem to be more relaxed and confident that they are indeed able to choose their own destiny rather than suffer the imposition from others; but there are some emerging concerns. The mood of optimism and confidence continues but slowly the awareness is dawning that independence does not bring instant rewards for the general population.  There has been no town power in Malakal since August 25th. The people of that city formerly received the benefits of a power supply every night. I was there for the independence celebrations on July 9th and we enjoyed power all that day. Before independence, a power grid operating during daylight hours in Wau. That has now ceased. Wau and Malakal, after Juba, are the two largest towns in South Sudan.  In Juba, however, twenty-four hours of power had continued. After all, it is the capital of the new country. But the last ‘town power’ in Juba was supplied on October 5th and it has now been almost two weeks with no sign of town electricity. ‘We have no fuel’ for the generators, we have been told. Fuel has been in short supply in Juba but new supplies became available a few days ago – but still no town power. Maybe it is a case of not having the money to buy the fuel.  Leading up to independence a huge amount of hurried work took place upgrading Malakal airport. Construction of a new international terminal was moving quickly. One could not help but be impressed that the modern new terminal was taking shape – especially since it had been partly constructed for several years – after two previous construction firms, at considerable intervals apart, walked off the job when they were not paid. This time it will be finished, we thought. Two weeks ago, the pace of construction had noticeably slowed but there was still a little work going on. Yesterday, although it was a normal working day, I noted the site gates were locked and there was no construction activity.  No doubt there is money flowing into Juba. Large, new, premium model, four-wheel drives are proliferating on the roads. Congested traffic is rapidly becoming the norm even with the improvement made to the roads since the war ended. Obviously, some people are prospering. I find myself surmising that money is reaching the pockets of the leaders but not much is getting through to support basic infrastructure. That is not good for the normal people of South Sudan.  Sudan, in the north, has made it more difficult by not allowing goods to flow over the border. There are rumours that the President, Al Bashir, is no longer in effective control. There are still agreements to be negotiated over revenue-sharing from oil – and debt sharing. How much of the present difficulties will turn out to be only the consequence of short term posturing is simply not known. I think general optimism still prevails; but it is clear that even in a climate of good-will, it will take time – and integrity – for a sound new infrastructure to be developed in South Sudan.                    Br Bill

]]> http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/worrying-times/feed 0 We don’t and we do http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/we-don%e2%80%99t-and-we-do http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/we-don%e2%80%99t-and-we-do#comments Tue, 13 Apr 2010 03:36:54 +0000 dlsadmin http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/?p=267 Last Wednesday, one of our teachers in the first year programme, Elizabeth, told Ninet she had endured a terrible toothache for the past ten days. So Ninet rang the dental section of the United Nations and out we drove to ‘Log Base’, the UN compound a few kilometres out of Malakal. The Indian dentist attended immediately to two fillings and told her to come back for work on three root canals…all at no charge. 

Most of the population of Malakal do not have access to dentists. If the people can get to Log Base, they will be assisted for free but it is a daunting proposition for most of them. The capacity of many local people to talk with ‘ex-pats’ let alone pay for any kind of health service is normally very limited, even for teachers. In first world countries we take a lot for granted and expect a lot.   

All of my life I have expected a clean water supply but here I have had to become used to showering and washing my clothes in water containing varying amounts of river colloids. I try to avoid the hours just after pumping when the stirred up water is at its muddiest. We never drink it but the locals do! We go often to the water purification plant near the Nile to fill-up gerry cans of clean water  – for free. We are lucky. Our community in Juba has to buy drinking water. By the way, I can buy a 600ml bottle of water here for about 29 [...]]]> Digging Malakal Soak Pit

Digging Malakal Soak Pit

Last Wednesday, one of our teachers in the first year programme, Elizabeth, told Ninet she had endured a terrible toothache for the past ten days. So Ninet rang the dental section of the United Nations and out we drove to ‘Log Base’, the UN compound a few kilometres out of Malakal. The Indian dentist attended immediately to two fillings and told her to come back for work on three root canals…all at no charge. 

Most of the population of Malakal do not have access to dentists. If the people can get to Log Base, they will be assisted for free but it is a daunting proposition for most of them. The capacity of many local people to talk with ‘ex-pats’ let alone pay for any kind of health service is normally very limited, even for teachers. In first world countries we take a lot for granted and expect a lot.   

All of my life I have expected a clean water supply but here I have had to become used to showering and washing my clothes in water containing varying amounts of river colloids. I try to avoid the hours just after pumping when the stirred up water is at its muddiest. We never drink it but the locals do! We go often to the water purification plant near the Nile to fill-up gerry cans of clean water  – for free. We are lucky. Our community in Juba has to buy drinking water. By the way, I can buy a 600ml bottle of water here for about 29 cents? Why is it so expensive in many first world countries?  

We don’t have hot and cold taps – just a tap where clean or muddy water comes out, hot, warm or cold, depending on the time of the day, but we are grateful that the tap works even if it leaks a little. I have not seen any hot water systems in Southern Sudan but we do have electric jugs to heat water – when there is power – and kettles to put on the gas or charcoal burners at other times. 

We don’t have fresh milk. Here,‘Pass the milk’ means pass the powered milk tin! It has its advantages! You can use a lot of powder in the water to get full cream milk or a little to get skinny milk. Now that would be a simple solution to the bewildering choice of varieties of milk in modern supermarkets – and we are not concerned about use-by dates!  

We don’t worry about the choice of butter or margarine, low salt, low fat, cholesterol-free. We simply don’t have butter or margarine. There is one margarine-like spread widely available in Juba, but not here. We don’t have and we do have – it is not really important. We adapt and find something else and we continue to be better off than most. We enjoy being here together.  

Our butchers give us a simple choice – beef or goat. Beef is about $4.50 per kilo, in hunks – no choice of cut, just be early or only goat will be available. I have not seen pork for sale here but you can get chicken if you enquire on the right day. 

Supplies are not consistent. I bought corn flour once in a grocery shop but they it has never been in stock since. Now I can’t find any shop that sells corn flour, soy sauce, or Worcestershire sauce but occasionally one variety of yoghurt comes to town and some of our sisters rejoice!   

In the markets in Malakal I have never seen peas, beans, lettuce of any kind, cauliflower, cabbage, broccoli, brusssel sprouts, mushrooms, parsnips or celery. We can buy potatoes, pumpkin and watermelon in season, cucumbers, capsicums, chillies, garlic, egg plant, lemons, onions, tomatoes and sometimes carrots, and okra which we avoid! Fruit consists mostly of bananas, mangoes, oranges and grapefruit – and maybe apples from time to time. So we eat quite well but, yes, we would like pineapples and beans occasionally to be available as they are in Juba. Yet there is a wider variety of canned fruit here in Malakal than in Juba, including tins of pineapple slices!  

We don’t have night-time entertainment; we do have a curfew set at 10pm but the UN says be home by nine! Being a ‘good boy’, I have not been out after 8pm. So life is a lot easier than running a College with many evening commitments! It is regrettable that more people cannot enjoy this less complicated existence.                                                               

Br Bill

]]> http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/we-don%e2%80%99t-and-we-do/feed 0 Survive, Thrive or Fully Alive http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/survive-thrive-or-fully-alive http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/survive-thrive-or-fully-alive#comments Tue, 06 Apr 2010 00:39:51 +0000 dlsadmin http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/?p=264 The Easter vigil was celebrated with great style here in Malakal. There were approximately two hundred baptisms and confirmations in our parish church and four hundred in the cathedral. There were energetic liturgical dancers and much singing with great rhythm and energy. The church was crammed and there were several hundred more people on seats outside the church with some still standing.  

I entered the church at 6:45am and perspired my way through the next three hours. Was that the conclusion? No we had not yet reached the offertory and the lines of those being baptised and the confirmees still filled the centre aisle. The offertory would not come for another hour. Mercifully by 9:45pm it had become a little cooler and my shirt began to dry out! The ceremony concluded at 11:50am.

 At the Easter vigil, we had all seven readings, not a reduced number as is common in Western countries. I could understand some references, ‘Ibrahim’, ‘Isaac’, ‘hojanna’ and the like but it was not helpful to me that Arabic was used for the entire duration of the service. As it was, I focussed on surviving but the people seemed to thrive and, at times, come fully alive. 

There were some girls doing a liturgical dance – aged about sixteen. I found myself thinking what was it like for them growing up to age eleven in a war zone. How have they found the last five years? 

Here the people welcome us as ‘kawadjas’ who are willing to journey with them. The women, in their distinctively coloured laos [...]]]> Dancers at the Easter Vigil

Dancers at the Easter Vigil

The Easter vigil was celebrated with great style here in Malakal. There were approximately two hundred baptisms and confirmations in our parish church and four hundred in the cathedral. There were energetic liturgical dancers and much singing with great rhythm and energy. The church was crammed and there were several hundred more people on seats outside the church with some still standing.  

I entered the church at 6:45am and perspired my way through the next three hours. Was that the conclusion? No we had not yet reached the offertory and the lines of those being baptised and the confirmees still filled the centre aisle. The offertory would not come for another hour. Mercifully by 9:45pm it had become a little cooler and my shirt began to dry out! The ceremony concluded at 11:50am.

 At the Easter vigil, we had all seven readings, not a reduced number as is common in Western countries. I could understand some references, ‘Ibrahim’, ‘Isaac’, ‘hojanna’ and the like but it was not helpful to me that Arabic was used for the entire duration of the service. As it was, I focussed on surviving but the people seemed to thrive and, at times, come fully alive. 

There were some girls doing a liturgical dance – aged about sixteen. I found myself thinking what was it like for them growing up to age eleven in a war zone. How have they found the last five years? 

Here the people welcome us as ‘kawadjas’ who are willing to journey with them. The women, in their distinctively coloured laos (pronounced as in ‘loud’ without the ‘d’), form a phalanx of formidable church wardens, an obviously bonded group who set about their task of keeping order cheerfully and resolutely. 

The women wardens do not hesitate to tell children and, indeed, many older people, what to do. I found myself thinking, ‘collective mothering’. In this society, every child learns to accept every mature woman as a surrogate mother. At one stage before mass, I was posted by one, I think, as I was instructed in Arabic, to guard the door – at which I confess to being a total failure as so many people seemed to be exempt from the exclusion provisions!  

During this religious marathon, children were denied permission by the women wardens to exit during the ceremonies. I would have to say the young bladders, assisted by the high perspiration index, survived very well! The children were very well behaved. 

We are only six days away from the elections. I am pleased to report that the atmosphere here has been remarkably calm. Many NGOs are leaving town but the UN workers will be here. Arab traders have been told to leave town but we are staying. We have many friends in the local community including the 70 teachers who have just completed this part of our teacher training courses. We have three armies around us, but they know who we are. All of those people, who crowded into Church with us for five hours, know who we are and accord us a respect that at times is almost embarrassing.

I have been teaching our grounds man, Emmanuel, a former soldier, to drive. I rejoice that I now open the gate for him to drive the vehicle into our compound whereas he has opened it, so many times, for me. These are people of quiet dignity but great disadvantage in material terms; but in spiritual terms there is vibrant love, strong faith and real optimism. Those of us who are here enjoy the privilege of sharing their desire for enduring peace. We can learn a lot from them. Let us hope and pray that commercialism, greed, lust for material goods and power do not destroy this society where good order and spiritual values presently prevail.          

 Br Bill

]]> http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/survive-thrive-or-fully-alive/feed 0 Home safe and sound http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/home-safe-and-sound http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/home-safe-and-sound#comments Mon, 02 Nov 2009 01:28:36 +0000 Br Mark McKeon http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/?p=111 It’s been a week now since arriving home from my two week trip to Pakistan and Singapore and I have not stopped (except for the occasional NCIS program – I do enjoy a good crime show!)

Pakistan was a great experience - despite the fear of suicide bombings and the level of tension (on the day I left six suspected suicide bombers were captured in the city of Faisalabad) I felt particularly safe. 

I think strangely enough it’s because there is so much security. Even in the McDonalds restaurant in Lahore I had to go through airport type security just to get a feed!

I departed Lahore and headed for Singapore. While the heat in Pakistan had been dry, the moment I walked out of Changi airport I was hit by the humidity…it was shocking.

My time spent in Singapore involved assisting two of the youth coordinators; Kenny and Linddi.  They had organised a leadership training day for students from two of the local Lasallian schools and I helped out. 

I got home (Bankstown, Sydney) late Friday night and next day I was back at Sydney Airport! This time it was to pick up Des, a young man from Melbourne who is considering starting his training for the Brothers vocation. 

Des spent all last week assisting at the Year 12 retreats for one of the Lasallian schools.  Part of his discernment process for the Brothers’ life is experiencing a variety of different ministries. When I dropped Des at the Airport on Friday he looked happy and somewhat exhausted – well what else could be expected from 5 days at a Year 12 retreat!

Most of last week I caught up on paperwork, attended meetings and [...]]]> Here I am greeting the school kids at one of the De La Salle schools in Faisalabad. They were keen to meet someone from Australia!

Here I am greeting the school kids at one of the De La Salle schools in Faisalabad. They were keen to meet someone from Australia!

It’s been a week now since arriving home from my two week trip to Pakistan and Singapore and I have not stopped (except for the occasional NCIS program – I do enjoy a good crime show!)

Pakistan was a great experience - despite the fear of suicide bombings and the level of tension (on the day I left six suspected suicide bombers were captured in the city of Faisalabad) I felt particularly safe. 

I think strangely enough it’s because there is so much security. Even in the McDonalds restaurant in Lahore I had to go through airport type security just to get a feed!

I departed Lahore and headed for Singapore. While the heat in Pakistan had been dry, the moment I walked out of Changi airport I was hit by the humidity…it was shocking.

My time spent in Singapore involved assisting two of the youth coordinators; Kenny and Linddi.  They had organised a leadership training day for students from two of the local Lasallian schools and I helped out. 

I got home (Bankstown, Sydney) late Friday night and next day I was back at Sydney Airport! This time it was to pick up Des, a young man from Melbourne who is considering starting his training for the Brothers vocation. 

Des spent all last week assisting at the Year 12 retreats for one of the Lasallian schools.  Part of his discernment process for the Brothers’ life is experiencing a variety of different ministries. When I dropped Des at the Airport on Friday he looked happy and somewhat exhausted – well what else could be expected from 5 days at a Year 12 retreat!

Most of last week I caught up on paperwork, attended meetings and answered emails and phone messages (as you might expect after my trip, I had a backlog).  I also went to a professional development day for Leaders from other religious orders. It was a good opportunity to network with others in similar roles.�
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Tuesday night Lewis, one of the Postulants (that’s the name for someone who is in the Brother’s training program) arrived from Melbourne to Sydney for a couple of days to also help out on some school retreats. It was good to catch up with him. 

Lewis and Bill have now completed three months of their postulancy. During that time they have had input on a variety of topics (scripture, theology, religious life, church teaching and the history of the Brothers). 

Lewis continues his ministry activities at a De La Salle school in Malvern, whilst Bill commences today at a Lasallian school in Bankstown, Sydney.     

At the end of this week I am off again….this time  to Papua New Guinea with Bill and Lewis and 4 young men who have signed up for the 2 week Challenge Program to “Test drive the Brother’s life”.

Two of the four guys come from Victoria, one is from Western Australia and the other from the Northern Territory. We all meet up in PNG on Saturday and head to the highlands to Mainohana to work with poor and marginalised youth and to live in the Brothers’ community. 

Internet and email services are pretty poor in PNG, but I will attempt to write when I can. Meanwhile for the rest of the week, I have a lot to do.

Peace,

Mark

]]> http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/home-safe-and-sound/feed 0 A tense situation http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/a-tense-situation http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/a-tense-situation#comments Thu, 22 Oct 2009 06:27:51 +0000 Br Mark McKeon http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/?p=89 On my last night in Pakistan I was taken out for a meal to one of the local hotels, which proved to be an interesting experience.

Firstly, getting there was precarious. I am glad the driver knew where he was going because I saw no road signs in English and he seemed to take many left and right hand turns. 

 The traffic has to be seen to be believed. Imagine a vehicle carrying goods that appear to be five times its size!  And every second mode of traffic seems to use a donkey – boy donkeys have a hard lot here! 

When we got to the hotel, security was high. I had to walk through a metal detector like those at the airport. In addition there were armed guards on the roof. 

After dinner and back at the Brothers’ community, conversation focused on the suicide bombings at the Islamic university in Faisalabad. The government has ordered the closure of all schools and other educational institutions.  

The situation is tense. Yesterday, the Brothers were at the gates of the school here turning away students and their parents.

There does not appear to be any logic to the targets: cash and carry shops, Co-educational schools, English medium schools, military facilities…. 

It seems that for the next month or so, armed guards will be posted at each of the entries to the Brothers’ schools here in Faisalabad.  

Today I will make the road trip from Faisalabad to Lahore to board a plane to Singapore. 

Your prayers are in need for all of Pakistan.

Peace

Br Mark

]]> On my last night in Pakistan I was taken out for a meal to one of the local hotels, which proved to be an interesting experience.

Firstly, getting there was precarious. I am glad the driver knew where he was going because I saw no road signs in English and he seemed to take many left and right hand turns. 

 The traffic has to be seen to be believed. Imagine a vehicle carrying goods that appear to be five times its size!  And every second mode of traffic seems to use a donkey – boy donkeys have a hard lot here! 

When we got to the hotel, security was high. I had to walk through a metal detector like those at the airport. In addition there were armed guards on the roof. 

After dinner and back at the Brothers’ community, conversation focused on the suicide bombings at the Islamic university in Faisalabad. The government has ordered the closure of all schools and other educational institutions.  

The situation is tense. Yesterday, the Brothers were at the gates of the school here turning away students and their parents.

There does not appear to be any logic to the targets: cash and carry shops, Co-educational schools, English medium schools, military facilities…. 

It seems that for the next month or so, armed guards will be posted at each of the entries to the Brothers’ schools here in Faisalabad.  

Today I will make the road trip from Faisalabad to Lahore to board a plane to Singapore. 

Your prayers are in need for all of Pakistan.

Peace

Br Mark

]]> http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/a-tense-situation/feed 0 ‘Brown outs’ are a part of life http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/brown-outs-are-a-part-of-life http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/uncategorized/brown-outs-are-a-part-of-life#comments Tue, 20 Oct 2009 04:13:46 +0000 Br Mark McKeon http://www.delasallebrothers.com/blog/?p=78 It’s almost a week since I arrived in Pakistan and opportunities to write have been limited by time and numerous “brown outs” which are common occurrences. For those who don’t know, a “brown-out is the term for a drop in voltage in an electrical power supply – it’s not as drastic as a blackout, but the dim lights and the reduction in power is annoying!

Anyway…after a long flight from Sydney, I arrived at Lahore international airport to be greeted by Brothers Sajid and Lutu. We then set off on a 3 hour drive to La Salle High school in Faisalabad. (Faisalabad is the third largest city in Pakistan after Karachi and Lahore).

In Faisalabad, the Brothers run a number of schools, the largest being La Salle High School which is known as an English medium school. Of the almost 2,000 students that attend, most are Muslim.

Enjoying my sleep after the long journey, the next day started early and there was no need to be woken up by an alarm.  At 4.30am I heard the first Muslim call to prayer from a nearby Mosque.  If that didn’t wake me up the second call to prayer at 5.45 would have! 

During the first morning in Faisalabad I visited several Lasallian schools. At each visit I received a warm welcome, which consisted of walking between a tunnel of students who showered me with rose petals and presented me with flowers! I lost count of the number of students who came to greet me and shake my hand saying “God bless you [...]]]> Pakistan It’s almost a week since I arrived in Pakistan and opportunities to write have been limited by time and numerous “brown outs” which are common occurrences. For those who don’t know, a “brown-out is the term for a drop in voltage in an electrical power supply – it’s not as drastic as a blackout, but the dim lights and the reduction in power is annoying!

Anyway…after a long flight from Sydney, I arrived at Lahore international airport to be greeted by Brothers Sajid and Lutu. We then set off on a 3 hour drive to La Salle High school in Faisalabad. (Faisalabad is the third largest city in Pakistan after Karachi and Lahore).

In Faisalabad, the Brothers run a number of schools, the largest being La Salle High School which is known as an English medium school. Of the almost 2,000 students that attend, most are Muslim.

Enjoying my sleep after the long journey, the next day started early and there was no need to be woken up by an alarm.  At 4.30am I heard the first Muslim call to prayer from a nearby Mosque.  If that didn’t wake me up the second call to prayer at 5.45 would have! 

During the first morning in Faisalabad I visited several Lasallian schools. At each visit I received a warm welcome, which consisted of walking between a tunnel of students who showered me with rose petals and presented me with flowers! I lost count of the number of students who came to greet me and shake my hand saying “God bless you Brother.” 

Each school put on some item – sometimes a dance, other times a song.  At one school, the students were well prepared and sang “Waltzing Matilda!”

During my 3 days in Faisalabad I ran a workshop for teachers on leadership skills and youth formation. 

Next I headed to Multan, another large city in Pakistan. On the way, the traffic was constant and the roads in various states of disrepair.  The suspensions on some of the trucks must be good because they seemed to be carrying humongous loads that have to be seen to be believed.  

The situation in Multan is quite tense following the army offensive in the North West.  Most schools have been closed in the city for security reasons.  The school I am working at has armed police guards at each of the gates.  And today the local area police command is coming to the school to give teachers and students a safety briefing.

Yesterday, I worked with a group of 50 student leaders from the two Lasalle English medium schools in Multan. The students were friendly and eager to learn. Cricket is a popular topic of conversation! 

Today I will work with teachers and young adults who coordinate the youth programs at the schools.

I have one more day left in Pakistan before I head off to Singapore to work with some of the Lasallian youth coordinators there.

It’s been a inspiring visit and a great opportunity to share ideas and information with the students and staff. This year, the Brothers celebrate 50 years of La Salle Education in Pakistan. Through the dedication and efforts of many over the years one can’t help but be inspired by the commitment to educate and care for young people. Every work of the Brothers in Pakistan represents a wide cultural cross-section of the society (religion and race) where there is a real mutual respect among all.

Until next time,

Peace

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