The pictures show Nuwakot city; Red Cross Rally to mark the opening of the conference, candle lights for each year and district participating at the conference and Emil and me holding a presentation on Norwegian Red Cross Youth.







30 minuets - tops!
it is very important to inform the participants of what they can expect from our presentation and maybe we need to do some changes in the presentation. There were a lot of expectations on learning about Norwegian Red Cross Youth, so we included this under the part about National Societies. For me this was perfect, as I love to talk about how Red Cross Youth in Norway governs themselves and that they choose their own focus and activities.
Cross puzzle to spread information and knowledge about the rules of war - both for international wars and armed conflicts and for civil wars. The issue of civil war in Nepal is a part of the youths recent past, and they are curious about what rules actually applies at what point. An interesting discussion in the group of 26 youths between 14 and 23 years is on the difference between Human Rights and IHL. Nilan, Suman and I does our best to facilitate the discussion.


And then it was my turn. This was my first condom demonstration ever, and I was quite nervous. But I think the participants in the orientation was even more nervous then me in the beginning, and after a while, we all relaxed. They were between 17 and 21 years old and right in the middle of our target group as the biggest group in risk of being affected by the HIV-virus. And after some giggling, they were very eager to try for themselves.

living there on how they can get information on their employer and anti stigma. The project is mainly focused on youth age 12-25, as they are the people in the risk zone of being trafficked in this area.

funded with the help from two schools in Norway’s fund raising campaign, namely Børstad and Sarpsborg Ungdomsskole. The project was started by the first Youth Delegates in Nepal, and all the delegates have been following the project at some point or another.
So much has happened since last my last blog post, and it is time for a short sum up. I also take Nirajan, next year’s Youth Delegate to Norway from Nepal, wish seriously and will try to communicate in a language people that are important in my everyday life in Nepal also can understand.
Our biggest festival
24th December 2009: Happy to Christmas! is written on the cake our co-workers at head quarter has ordered to mark our biggest festival and celebrate with eating oranges and handing out presents. We talk a bit about what traditions are important in our families, I tell them that every year my family goes and has dinner at each other almost every day for one week, we eat and eat and eat. They compare it with Dashain, their biggest festival that we celebrated in October, where main focus is on food and family.
4 in the morning – the end of December
31st December 2009: Linn Synnøve and I are safe asleep in a bed in Tikkabairab. We wanted to do a new year trek from Kathmandu to Nagarkot the southern end of the Valley was the plan initially, but that suddenly changed when we found out that the map has no walking tours and what was “just a few minutes” turned out to be two hours, and that was particularly frustrating when it turned out that we missed a turning point and walked two hours in the wrong direction.
We met nice people all the way, helpful or not, we have some great memories from the trek :)
Here we're trying to find the way...
Oh no! Wrong way! But are we sad? Not at all! Lynn Synnøve even takes a few extra knee bending to show how much fun it it to walk just for fun!
The women in Tikkabairab
First night we had nowhere to stay and decided to try our luck in a nearby restaurant. Three lovely women were working there and they rented a room. They offered us one of their beds, and after eating dal bhat tarkari and drinking hot Tomba, we squeezed together five persons in a small room in about 10m2 with walls covered by stunning beautiful Bollywood actresses and one big white house with fence by the lake. That night it rained for the first time in two months in Kathmandu Valley, and I woke up several times during the night to put on warmer and warmer clothes and thanking these three hospital women in my heart for taking us into their rented home and sharing a small part of their life with us. The next morning we went to the local photographer to document our stay in Tikkabairab.
Enabling Youth – enabling us
In our bi-monthly reports, the first part we as Youth Delegates are to answer is: “Describe your main activities during this period (including preparation, your participation & major achievements). – Any challenges?” Next report will focus on giving training in IHL, arranging Human Trafficking workshop and participating on Red Cross meetings organised by Nepal Red Cross. A common challenge is communication with spoken words. Body language goes only so far, but spending three days with two women and one of their sons at our field trip to Myadhi last week did wonders for both understanding and trying to communicate in Nepali. At this annual review and planning meeting for all the Norwegian supported Youth projects to Enable Youth to combat HIV, human trafficking and social discrimination, it was nice to see that the number of participants were equally men and women. As a women, I was immediately included in the women activities; going to temple in the morning as a big group, eating at their table, going to bed when the child in our room was tired. I wish my Nepali was better, I wonder how it is to be a women in Red Cross in Nepal – the woman with a son had no choice but bring him and the other women told me that she had never married, she did not want to. I was in a position to talk to them and try to understand their world, their way of living, their hopes and dreams in life. But I was not able to communicate what I wanted to know and some of what they told me, I was not able to understand. Some because of language, some because my world and way of living is so very different from theirs, some because I don’t dare to ask – am I frightened by the cultural differences, of stepping wrong, of making a fool out of me or out of them? This is for me to find out. This I think is one of my biggest challenges at the moment. What is lost in translation?