Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Bracelet of Life

We've been learning about hunger and the kinds of challenges that countries are up against. We learned about the Bracelet of Life and how it helps Doctors Without Borders quickly assess children so those who need help the most get it the quickest. Check out our writing assignment where we imagine to be a child who is in the red zone and how this program assists us.


*After you've posted your RAFT, you can check out the Doctors Without Borders website and see what other kinds of assistance they provide.

7 comments:

  1. Dear mom and dad,
    I am getting better slowly. Here at the Therapeutic feeding center. A volunteer from the borders without doctors program said that I would be coming home in no time. I am happy I get to see you again. I am glad that Doctors without boarders came with the bracelet of life, I happy that I am feeling better and I am starting to get more energy as the days go by. I am glad to be coming home but I am going to miss people here too. I am also not as hungry as I was before and then I will have lots of energy when I come back. I will be back very soon.
    P.S. they also weigh you and see how tall you are it was very cool.

    Love: Denae Betcher

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  2. Dear, Holly Laychuk
    When the doctors without boarders came to our town, I got tested with the bracelet of life. I found out that I was undernourished and had to go to a feeding center. This bracelet has had a big impact on my life because I have been eating good foods so I can grow and not get sick. I feel allot better just because I get fed allot, 6 to 12 meals a day to be exact. The center is like a hospital. The doctors say that I will be moving on to the less needed food center, and then I get to go home. When I go home I get to take food for my family. The bracelet of life is a bracelet that you put on your upper arm. If you are in the red, yellow, orange zone you have to go to a feeding center but if u are in the green zone you don’t
    Sincerely, Alaynah Hohne

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  3. Dear family, April 21st 2010
    I am currently in the Therapeutic Center, doctors are feeding me they’re called Doctors without Borders. They have helped me in many ways including feeding me and making sure I am healthy! It turns out I was sick from being malnourished; I was a 74 on the band that went around my arm. They told me I had a disease called Marasmus, I didn’t have enough calories, that explains my thin arms with little muscle. I will see you soon, but first I have to go to the place where they give food to our families and I won’t be as carefully watched as I am here, but I will still be watched. I feel terrible with out you, I miss you! Remember when I was always irritable? That’s because of this disease! When I come home I won’t be irritable.
    Love Holly

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  4. Dear Tayler,
    It’s the third time this week that I have felt so weak. So these people have come, have come to help us (that what they say) they call themselves Doctors without Borders. They came to me (the bad part is that I didn’t have my daily handful of rice) anyway they put this little peace of paper around my upper arm, I heard that people from other villages who just had Doctors without Borders in their village and the peace of paper they just put around my arm, they call it the Bracelet of Life. But I got bad news when they finished testing my arm was in the red so they had this serious face then they pushed me in front of everybody then they put me on this cold metal plate then a whole bunch of numbers come up and more serious faces and then they put me in a room. It was dark and scary but good news for me the lights went on, they took a spoon and put something on it and shoved it in my mouth. It was food! They put me in a comfy room and in the middle of the room was a beautiful bed the call this therapeutic feeding center. Now my mommy is writing this letter for me because I am still very week but getting stronger. One day they called mommy out of the room and I heard them say that I am getting worse. They say there is still hope; I am just going to eat my 6 meals a day.
    Sincerely,
    Bailey

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  5. Dear Diary
    When I was 5 years old, some of these doctors took me in because I was starving but they put this bracelet on me and it was on red. I didn’t know what that means. They took me father away from home and the ride was long, don’t know how long, far away from home. When I hopped out of the car, there was this big house in front of me. I was freaking out.
    When I got inside I got put at a table and I was given this white stuff called milk, they made me drink it. After 8 months I got moved to this other place. I ate alot, I was so healthy that I was ready to go back to my hungry home. I missed my mom, dad and sisters, and brothers.
    by Ayoo

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  6. My Diary Entry
    Dear Diary- I live in Kenya, Africa. I am 5 years old and I was a starving child. It all started when Doctor’s with Borders came. They did a test called the Bracelet of Life. I was very scared but my mother pushed me ahead. Then they put this bracelet around my arm. I was called the Arm Circumference Test. They put it around the middle of my upper arm. They said it will tell us if your malnourished, at risk, of nourished. I was in the red zone at 50. So it was very urgent. Then they started talking to my mother and they told her I was in a serious condition. I started to cry. I was so scared. What was going to happen???? Then I fainted. Then I woke up I was in a strange place I had never seen before. The lights were so bright, they were different than the candles in our house. Then it hit me I was in a Therapeutic feeding center. Of course in intensive care. My mama was weeping in the chair across the room. Then she stopped and she explained that I would be staying here for 6-12 months. I wouldn’t get to see any of my friends of family expect mama for a long time. Then they did tests and gave me a milk-based drink every hour pretty much. I mostly slept but they would wake me up to feed me that milk-based drink. Every day for the next 3 months the same thing. Then finally for after what seemed an eternity they came and got me and did the tests. They weighted me and did other numerous tests. They said I was improving very slowly. My mama was so happy and so was I. I would have to stay another 3 months though. I was so sad because there was this window by my bed and I could see of in the distance children playing. I felt so lonely. I had to drink that milk based-stuff for another 3 months. Then I could leave. Then the time was up. They gave my mama extra food for our family. Now I have enough to eat and I have enough strength to play with my friends, Thanks to the Doctors without borders.

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