Rory Carroll

The “worst catastrophe ever”

UNICEF sounds an alarm on the state of the world's children: Almost half live in poverty, and about 1,700 are infected with HIV every day.

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The HIV/AIDS pandemic is the worst catastrophe in history and is blighting childhood across the developing world, especially sub-Saharan Africa, the United Nations said Thursday. Advances in children’s survival, health and education are being reversed by a “triple whammy” of AIDS, conflict and poverty, according to the U.N. children’s agency, UNICEF. The disease is driving the destruction of basic services for 1 billion children and violating their right to grow and develop, said Carol Bellamy, the organization’s executive director. “We believe AIDS is the worst catastrophe ever to hit the world,” she told the Guardian. “It is just ripping up systems, be it health or education. Our children’s childhood is being robbed from them.”

But the agency and Bellamy have been strongly criticized by the editor of one of the world’s leading medical journals, the Lancet. In an editorial published Friday, Richard Horton said UNICEF’s “preoccupation” with children’s rights meant that the fundamental right to survival was, “shamefully,” not at the core of its work. “In sum, for almost a decade, child survival has failed to get the attention it deserves,” he writes.

In UNICEF’s 150-page annual report, “The State of the World’s Children 2005,” the agency paints a bleak picture of sub-Saharan Africa slipping further behind other developing regions such as southern Asia, Latin America and the Caribbean. Researchers also found that —

  • Of the 15 million children orphaned by AIDS, 80 percent are African.

  • One in six (90 million) children are severely hungry.

  • One in seven (270 million) have no healthcare at all.

  • Nearly half of the 3.6 million people killed in war since 1990 have been children.

    “Unless action is taken, swiftly and decisively, to stem the tidal wave of infection and loss, it is estimated that by 2010 over 18 million African children will have lost one or both parents to HIV/AIDS,” said Bellamy. She said there were bright spots: an effort to eradicate polio was back on track, Kenya had introduced free primary schooling and rates of HIV appeared to be falling in Namibia. “We are not saying everything has fallen apart.” But without identifying them she accused governments of “shutting their eyes” to HIV and the erosion of gains made since the adoption of the Convention on the Rights of the Child in 1989.

    The report sounded an alarm over the growing number of orphans deprived of a normal family environment and exposed to violence, abuse, exploitation and stigmatization. “The loss of a parent implies more than just the disappearance of a caregiver. It pervades every aspect of a child’s life: their emotional well-being, physical security, mental development and overall health. In the most extreme cases, children can find themselves living on the streets, utterly devoid of family support.”

    The extended African family network of grandparents, uncles, aunts and cousins has been credited with shouldering the burden, but UNICEF warned that this safety net was severely stretched, especially in Botswana, Lesotho, Swaziland and Zimbabwe. Aid workers and government agencies have issued similar warnings that romanticized notions of heroic relatives selflessly raising broods of infants can mask an uglier reality.

    In the South African village of Kamhlushwa, for example, an uncle offered to care for the six Ndlovu children, ages 4 to 11, after both parents died earlier this year. But neighbors said he was interested only in their social grants and that it would be better if the eldest child, Thembeni, were the head of the household.

    Around 1.9 million children under the age of 14 in sub-Saharan Africa have HIV, said the report, and around 1,700 children worldwide become infected every day. But few African countries have followed Brazil’s lead in giving life-extending anti-retroviral drugs to children and adolescents as part of a national treatment program.

    Social indicators in many parts of Asia, Latin America and the Caribbean show improvement but almost half of the world’s 2.2 billion children live in poverty. In a foreword to the report, U.N. Secretary-General Kofi Annan said that for such children reality is “starkly and brutally different” from the ideals of the millennium declaration adopted in 2000 as a blueprint for the 21st century. “Poverty denies children their dignity, endangers their lives and limits their potential. Conflict and violence rob them of a secure family life, betray their trust and hope. With the childhood of so many under threat, our collective future is compromised.”

    The report is likely to be welcomed by Prime Minister Tony Blair and Chancellor of the Exchequer Gordon Brown as another spur to their plan to write off African debt, tackle disease and break down trade barriers during Britain’s presidency next year of the G-8 industrial nations. But Bellamy said that after a decade at UNICEF she considered the development glass half-full, not half-empty.

    However, the Lancet’s Horton is scathing of UNICEF’s approach. In his editorial he is specifically critical of Bellamy, saying it has been her “distinctive focus” to advocate the rights of children. “This rights-based approach to the future of children fits well with the zeitgeist of international development policy,” he writes. “But a preoccupation with rights ignores the fact that children will have no opportunity for development at all unless they survive.

    “The language of rights means little to a child stillborn, an infant dying in pain from pneumonia or a child desiccated by famine. The most fundamental right of all is the right to survive. Child survival must sit at the core of UNICEF’s advocacy and country work. Currently, and shamefully, it does not.” He adds: “Child health needs better leadership, improved coordination of services and increased funding.”

  • Mandela’s lost thoughts

    The South African leader imprisoned under apartheid gets a look at some of his old letters, hidden by a policeman for decades, and says it's time for a nationwide "recovery of memory."

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    For three decades the notebooks gathered dust in a cupboard, unknown to the world, forgotten even by their author, but cherished by the secret policeman who sensed history in their pages. As an apartheid agent, Donald Card’s job involved the decoding of confiscated writings of Robben Island prisoner 46664, to read between the lines about where the liberation movement was headed.

    Except by the time he received the two books in 1971 Card had lost faith in South Africa’s white regime, and so without telling anyone he locked away the private thoughts of Nelson Mandela in a cupboard at his home in eastern Cape. This week the two notebooks surfaced when the retired spy handed them over in an emotional ceremony of restitution that Mandela said was the signal for a nationwide “recovery of memory.”

    The books will remain private until Mandela has read them. However, the Nelson Mandela Foundation in Johannesburg Thursday revealed the contents of two pages, dated April 1, 1971, and addressed to “My dear Sisi,” believed to be a sister.

    Banned from political commentary, the author reminisced about escapades from his adolescence; whether he was trying to cheer up himself or his sister was not clear. “Thinking about you and home does me lots of good. For most of the times such thoughts give me plenty of fun … there was the unforgettable occasion when you scolded me for stealing green mealies from Reverend Matyolo’s garden. You turned to me and said: ‘Why do you disgrace us by stealing from a priest?’”

    Mandela recalled another occasion when his friend Justice fled after infuriating a clan chief, who then mistook the future statesman for the reprobate. “I suddenly realized that I had been left to handle the baby.”

    The author turned serious in paying tribute to a mentor, Chief Jongintaba. “He inspired me to set goals for myself which I hope will be judged to be in accord with the interests of the community as a whole. Our hopes and aims center around these ideals above all.”

    This week the foundation also unveiled a previously unknown photograph of Mandela gardening on Robben Island in 1977. Published here for the first time, the picture shows Mandela with one hand on his hip, the other grasping a shovel. The future Nobel laureate wears a floppy hat, sunglasses and a scowl, furious at what he believed was an attempt by the apartheid regime to take his picture without permission and manipulate world opinion.

    The day guards guided journalists around the island, the prisoners were given extra cartons of milk and an unusually soft job weeding but no chance to speak to the visitors. Mandela, the star attraction, tried in vain to hide behind a bush.

    “The reporters and cameramen stormed down upon us like excited visitors to an agricultural show,” the prisoners wrote in a letter of complaint to the governor. Ironically the photograph was never used because Mandela’s image was banned, and it was stored, forgotten, in the bowels of state broadcaster SABC.

    But this week Mandela welcomed the photograph as part of a trove of newly discovered archive material, especially the manuscripts, which he hoped would galvanize efforts to collect other lost fragments of the struggle. “What you have just witnessed could be described as one old man giving another old man two old books,” smiled the former president, and indeed the books were as worn and creased as their guardian and author. “The history of our country is characterized by too much forgetting. The [notebooks] represent the hope that we can recover memories and stories suppressed by the apartheid regime.”

    Adding up to 150 foolscap pages in fastidious, neat handwriting, the books comprise drafts of 79 letters written between 1969 and 1971 when Mandela was barely into his 27-year jail term. “These two manuscripts probably constitute the best primary source of Mr. Mandela’s thoughts and emotions at that time,” said Cornelius Thomas, a historian who is the only person, besides Card, to have read them.

    The remarkable tale of how the letters were safeguarded, and the reverence with which they were displayed Thursday, bears testimony to Mandela’s spell over South Africa.

    When contacted by Card, Mandela had no recollection of the red-bound, black-covered books confiscated all those years ago. But after reading three letters, he remembered. Letters from Robben Island could be no more than 500 words, so Mandela polished drafts in notebooks before sending them. But for security many were destroyed by recipients. Others were burned in a fire in Soweto in 1988, said Thomas, who was commissioned by the foundation to authenticate the manuscripts.

    The dearth of documentation meant Mandela’s memoir “Long Walk to Freedom” skipped through 1969-1971 in under five pages, said the historian. “These letters will now help nuance that period,” said Thomas. He would not elaborate beyond saying the author emerges as a man of faith and principle.

    A firm believer in apartheid, Card was sent volumes of confiscated correspondence after recruiting an informant who offered to decode political meanings in apparently innocuous personal letters. However, under the influence of the campaigning newspaper editor Donald Woods, the policeman decided Mandela was not a terrorist and resigned from the force in 1971. Because of an administrative error the correspondence continued arriving. Recognizing the notebooks’ value, he hid them, and after Mandela’s release in 1990 he made several attempts to hand them over, finally succeeding when the foundation set up a center of memory and commemoration and paid attention.

    The unspoken urgency is the former president’s frailty. His spirits remain high, but these days the 86-year-old Mandela, known universally and affectionately by his clan name Madiba, sits when he speaks. Aides have slashed his engagements since his retirement from public life this year. “Don’t call me, I’ll call you,” he said, and meant it.

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