Going it alone: hard
lessons for tsunami-relief volunteers
KOMARI, Sri Lanka — She was fresh out of college, bright-eyed and ambitious,
an earthy, well-read physician's daughter from Missoula, Mont., with an iPod,
a loving family and lots of big ideas. The only thing Satya Byock said she
lacked was "a freaking plan."
The tsunami gave her one.
Two months after the Dec. 26 calamity in South Asia, equipped with high
hopes and $13,000 in donations, Byock made her way to this remote fishing
and farming community on Sri Lanka's east coast. Here, she joined forces
with several other volunteers — including a firefighter from Washington
state and a young Australian couple — in an ad hoc recovery effort.
What followed was a harsh dose of reality.
With limited resources and no experience in relief work, the freelancers
have struggled in the face of obstinate bureaucracies, profiteering local
businessmen, tensions with mainstream aid groups and resistance from
villagers, most of whom remain too fearful of another giant wave — or too
dependent on aid donations — to leave their refugee camps and return home.
The first-time aid workers have watched in dismay as the school they helped
to rebuild has lost students because many of its teachers have failed to
show up for work. They have also endured the hardships of life without
electricity or running water, and moments of agonizing self-doubt.
In many ways, their story echoes those of thousands of untrained foreigners
— known derisively in professional aid circles as "tsunami tourists" — who
flocked to the region to be a part of the largest humanitarian relief effort
in history and have emerged both chastened and wiser for the experience.
"There was such a sense of disappointment, and an overwhelming sense of
cynicism," recalled Byock, 21, who said she preferred the term "guerrilla
aid workers." "I thought about leaving a number of times."
But their efforts have not been for naught.
Despite the setbacks, the Komari volunteers have drawn strength from small
triumphs, such as pumping wells clean of seawater or rebuilding the home of
an elderly tsunami refugee who wanted to return here to die. Nor are they
giving up. Although Byock unexpectedly left the country this month after a
dispute with a local police official, the Australians remain and another
American has arrived to take her place; Byock plans to keep working on
behalf of the village, through awareness events and fund raising, in the
United States.
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Satya Byock
goes over project details with T. Punithan, right, foreman on an
agriculture project funded by her aid group, and T. Sundararajah, a
farmer who is working with the group; Byock recently returned from nine
weeks of freelance aid efforts in a Sri Lankan town devastated by the
tsunami. @JOHN
LANCASTER / THE WASHINGTON POST |
"Every now and again I have a
day when I think, 'What am I doing here?' " said Genevieve Lean, 29, an
intensive-care nurse who arrived from the Australian city of Darwin and is
now the team's leader. But invariably, she added, "at the end of the day
something happens that makes you think, 'OK, I can do this.' "
Villagers seem to appreciate their efforts. T. Sundararajah, for example, is
a farmer and shop owner who said he began drinking heavily after he lost
most of his possessions to the tsunami. But the freelance group has given
him hope. He recently quit drinking, he said, and now works with the team on
an initiative to restore damaged croplands.
"They are doing good work," said Sundararajah, 54.
About Komari
Flanked by the ocean and a lagoon, shaded by graceful, curving coconut
palms, Komari is a place of captivating beauty that occupies a narrow strip
of sandy soil about 130 miles east of Colombo, the capital.
Even before the tsunami, it was also a place of considerable poverty. In
contrast to the other side of this island nation, which in recent decades
has experienced a boom in tourism and other industries, the east coast has
borne the brunt of the suffering during the 20-year civil war between Sri
Lankan government forces and rebels from the country's ethnic Tamil
minority.
The death toll from the tsunami in Komari was far lower than it might have
been. The catastrophe killed about 31,000 people nationwide. In this town,
only an estimated 75 of 3,500 residents died, thanks in part to the quick
thinking of paramilitary troops who evacuated the village before it was
completely flooded. But the physical damage here was staggering, with most
structures reduced to heaps of bricks or perhaps a single room or wall.
As elsewhere in Sri Lanka, international aid organizations rushed to provide
food and other assistance to displaced families, most of whom still live in
two large refugee camps that bracket Komari. But in what remains of the
village, much of the recovery work has been carried out by the small team of
freelancers that Byock recently left.
The team owes its existence to Darrin Coldiron, 35, a firefighter from
Spokane, who flew to Sri Lanka with a colleague in early January. Other
members included Lean, the nurse, and Andy Ashton, a primary-school teacher,
who were living together in Darwin. They initially tried to volunteer with
established aid groups; finding no takers, they quit their jobs anyway, flew
to Sri Lanka at their own expense and came to Komari.
Joining the cause
Byock had experienced a similar awakening. After graduating from Lewis &
Clark College in Portland in 2004, she drifted from place to place. She was
staying with her grandmother in San Diego and "99 percent of the way through
'Anna Karenina' " when the tsunami struck.
She hooked up with a tsunami relief group in her hometown of Missoula,
helped raise money and learned about Komari from her local newspaper. An
aunt bought her a plane ticket to Colombo, where she landed on Feb. 19.
The money Byock brought with her from Missoula, along with funds raised
elsewhere, swelled the team's coffers to about $40,000. The group acquired a
name, Northwest Firefighter Disaster Recovery, and a purpose. With larger
organizations devoting most of their resources to semi-permanent housing and
sanitation in the camps, the team decided to focus on the village.
To that end, they tried to set an example by moving into a grubby,
tile-roofed bungalow that is one of Komari's few intact dwellings. They
shared the hardships of hauling water from a well and showering under a
plastic container warmed by the sun.
As a first step toward making the village habitable, the volunteers began an
effort to clean wells that had been flooded with seawater, acquiring pumps
and a $450 salinity tester and consulting foreign experts by phone and
e-mail. Hiring local workers for $5 a day, they also went to work on the
school, knocking down classroom buildings that Coldiron deemed unsafe and
fixing others.
The volunteers have encountered many unforeseen roadblocks. In particular,
they have clashed with local officials over the interpretation of a new rule
meant to discourage people from living within about 200 yards of the sea, a
policy that has effectively placed much of Komari off-limits to rebuilding.
They have also had problems with workers from professional aid agencies.
"The predominant line was, 'We're so-and-so, and we're the ones who are in
charge, and if you want to do anything, you should do it through us,' "
Coldiron recalled.
Flagging spirits
In that atmosphere, Byock said, the energy and enthusiasm she felt when she
arrived in Komari soon dissipated.
During her first weeks here, she worked on an employment initiative that
paid village women to weave roof panels out of palm fronds for temporary
housing. But the initiative fizzled, Byock said, when the women decided they
were better off collecting handouts while "sitting in camp."
Moreover, Byock said, whenever she tried to suggest alternatives, "Darrin's
catchphrase was, 'We tried that and it didn't work.' It was a very scary
situation."
To add to her troubles, she ran afoul of a local police official, who found
her at home by herself one afternoon and made what she regarded as
"inappropriate" overtures. Word of the episode got back to the man's
superiors, who reprimanded him, Byock said. The official then turned
hostile, demanding repeatedly to see her passport — which she feared was a
prelude to deportation — and interfering with her work.
Feeling the strain
By late April, when a reporter visited, Komari still resembled a ghost town.
Coldiron had returned to his firefighting job, and the three remaining
volunteers were showing signs of strain. Unwinding after a long day's work,
Lean, the nurse, wearily described how a 90-minute argument with a local
lumber supplier over the terms of a delivery had reduced her to tears.
"At the moment I feel pretty burned out," said Lean, an intense woman with a
warm smile that appears infrequently. "There are just too many barriers."
But the freelancers could also point to signs of progress. After several
months of effort, the team and its local laborers had pumped out most of the
village's 450 wells. While contamination problems remained, the salinity in
some wells had been reduced to the point where Ashton could mark them as
"clean" in a color-coded computer spreadsheet.
Byock also was beginning to see the fruits of her efforts, which for most of
April focused on helping landowners restore their gardens and croplands to
productive use. Walking through Komari on her morning rounds, she watched
approvingly as a villager and one of the team's paid workers strung barbed
wire around a small plot that would soon be planted with donated mango- and
lime-tree seedlings.
"The way to start agriculture now is with trees, because they're much easier
to watch, and water," Byock said before moving on to another part of the
village, where she exhorted farmers to move quickly on a plan to form a new
farmers' society.
Byock's troubles with the police official, however, were not over. During a
meeting that week with the man's superior, she and her colleagues learned
that the officer was due to be transferred as a consequence of her
complaint. Fearing retribution by the officer or one of his friends, all
three decided it would be best if Byock left the country as soon as
possible.
In a hotel lobby in Colombo shortly before her departure, Byock was
philosophical as she reflected on her nine weeks in Komari. She expressed
confidence that the work she started would continue, tempered with regret
that she would not be around to see it. And far from being disillusioned by
the experience, she said, she would like to return to Sri Lanka, albeit as a
paid development specialist.
"I don't feel like I failed," she said. |