{"id":3382,"date":"2018-08-31T10:17:54","date_gmt":"2018-08-31T17:17:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kairosphotos.com\/blog\/?p=3382"},"modified":"2018-08-31T10:17:54","modified_gmt":"2018-08-31T17:17:54","slug":"nuba-mountains","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.kairosphotos.com\/blog\/nuba-mountains\/","title":{"rendered":"Nuba Mountains"},"content":{"rendered":"

Wakanda is home to the superhero Black Panther. It\u2019s a fictional country, conveniently tucked out of sight between larger African nations.<\/span><\/p>\n

The Nuba Mountains are a lot like Wakanda,\u00a0largely unseen by the rest of the world. And yet, just like the fictional Wakanda, it\u2019s a fascinating region with a lot to teach others.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"A<\/a><\/p>\n

The Nuba is a region of Sudan that for decades has fought for survival and respect against the central government in Khartoum. When neighbors in what became South Sudan signed a 2005 agreement that led to eventual independence in 2011, the Nuba got left out. Since then they\u2019ve been on their own. United Nations agencies, ultimately responsible to national governments, stay away, fearing the wrath of the indicted war criminal who heads the Islamist government in Khartoum. Most aid groups won\u2019t enter, at least not publicly, afraid that if they upset Khartoum they’ll get kicked out of Darfur, where their presence keeps people alive who’ve been displaced for well over a decade. So the Nuba are on their own.<\/span><\/p>\n

Except for the church. During the last three decades of war, the church has maintained its presence in the Nuba Mountains, providing pastoral accompaniment, education, and health care, encouraging hope while the rest of the world looked away.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"A<\/a><\/p>\n

Angelina Nyakuru is a Catholic sister from Uganda who has served for a decade as head nurse at a church hospital in the Nuba Mountains. She refused to leave during several periods of intense bombing, when she quickly learned to trust the instincts of children.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe children have better hearing, so they hear the planes first. I see them running and my body starts running as well. If they hear the bombs falling before I get to the foxhole, they yell at me, \u2018Sister, lay down,\u2019 and I hit the ground,\u201d she told me. The children also convinced her to wear her gray habit rather than her white one during periods of bombing, as it makes her less of a target.<\/span><\/p>\n

Angelina refused to leave even when ordered out by her superior. \u201cIf we run away, what kind of shepherds are we?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"A<\/a><\/p>\n

I often look for stories that are unreported, that other media ignore. The church\u2019s work in the Nuba Mountains is one such story. So after two years of negotiations, in April I flew on a United Nations plane from Juba, the capital of South Sudan, to the refugee camp at Yida, a horrifically hot and dusty settlement on the border between South Sudan and Sudan. From there it\u2019s a buttocks-numbing eight-hour ride through the bush along a corridor that rebels patrol to prevent attacks by the Sudanese military. In lieu of a visa, I had a travel permit from the Sudan People\u2019s Liberation Army-North. Although technically I was inside Sudan, I had no permission from the central government in Khartoum, which has refused to issue me another visa since\u00a0I covered their war in Darfur.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Women<\/a><\/p>\n

I spent nine days in the Nuba, listening to people talk about how faith has kept them going. It\u2019s a fascinating place\u00a0where the tribalism that has plagued nearby countries has been largely kept at bay, and where relations between Muslims and Christians have been overwhelmingly positive. People celebrate each other\u2019s religious holidays, and have learned the hard way that falling bombs have no religious preference. The Nuba Mountains may be cut off in many ways from the rest of the world, but the Nuba people have forged a culture that has a lot to teach the rest of us.<\/span><\/p>\n

Gender roles have been painfully slow to change in the Nuba Mountains, but I wrote about how the church is working to transform harmful attitudes and practices. I interviewed people\u00a0about a law that took effect while I was there that triples the bride price in cows for men who get a girl student pregnant. It\u2019s designed to help keep girls in school and guarantee more balanced leadership in the Nuba\u2019s future.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Children<\/a><\/p>\n

Because of its isolation, there has been almost no international coverage of these issues. The few journalists who\u2019ve ventured to the Nuba Mountains in recent years have focused inordinate attention on Tom Catena, a US physician who for a decade has practiced medicine there in the middle of the war. Dr. Tom, as he\u2019s widely known, is a great guy and\u00a0a true hero, but much of the writing about him has cast him as the heroic white savior, ignoring the scores of Africans, many of them church workers, who have acted just as heroically. I\u2019ve initially written seven articles which seek to profile those other people and the challenges they face, while also covering\u00a0Catena\u00a0but keeping\u00a0his story in the larger context of the church\u2019s mission.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Dr.<\/a><\/p>\n

Here’s a list of the initial articles, published in a variety of media:<\/span><\/p>\n

Abdelaziz Hilu, head of the SPLA-North, praises the work of the church<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

Healthy relationship between Muslims and Christians<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

Working to overcome the region’s addiction to tribalism<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

The Nuba Mountains faces an uncertain political future<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

The church has been a sign of hope in the Nuba Mountains<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

The challenges of women in the Nuba Mountains<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

U.S. physician is a reluctant hero in Nuba Mountains<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

You can also check out this gallery of images<\/a> from the Nuba Mountains.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Boys<\/a><\/p>\n

A word of appreciation to Barb Fraze at Catholic News Service<\/a>, whose support helped make the trip possible, and whose editing helped turn my rambling prose into the articles above. And an enthusiastic round of applause for the humble but courageous people of the Nuba Mountains, who welcomed me with open arms. In the midst of their struggles to survive, they took time to answer my endless questions, shared their food and tea, and always found a spare cot where I could sleep. I can’t adequately repay their hospitality, but I hope my writing and images will help make them less invisible to the world. The Nuba Mountains may not be home to the Black Panther, but its people are everyday heroes. The world needs to pay them more attention.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Nurse<\/a><\/p>\n

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On the same trip that took me to the Nuba Mountains, I spent four weeks in South Sudan, documenting a variety of projects, including capturing images of a girls’ school<\/a> in Rumbek, shooting video of the work of Jesuit Relief Service<\/a> in the refugee camps in Maban, and writing about the work of South Sudan’s churches<\/a> to meet the needs of millions of people displaced by years of conflict.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Rene<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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