Helmut Lauschke
For Justice, Understanding and Humanity
Efforts and the lack of response and support
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Inhaltsverzeichnis
Preparations for the future and the withdrawal of the army doctors
The telephone rang on a Saturday morning
Dr Nestor became the first black superintendent in the history of the hospital
Humane psychology versus war psychology
The problem of getting milk for the patients. The siren wailed in three waves over the village
The dream of a girl in labour who laid out the torn cloth
The small church bell rang for the Sunday service
Starvation versus rich and regular meals
The helicopter safari over the Kaokoland and the farewell of a great doctor
Power change and the aftermaths
“Attention! Her Majesty The Queen of the United Kingdom”
Willingness, commitment and competence
The stage of disrespect and disobedience
The subcommittee’s work for the establishment of a medical faculty at UNAM
Preparation of the international workshop
Visit to the university and to the two hospitals of the Windhoek hospital complex
There was still something to see
Harlequin with violin without sounding board [as a conclusion]
Preparations for the future and the withdrawal of the army doctors
Efforts and the lack of response and support
Namibia – The Years of Learning and Reconciliation:
Efforts regarding Medical Improvement
With true humbleness, honesty and respect to the disabled and the poor in particular, and hard work in consistency, we shall strive to achieve understanding, reconciliation, trust and truth on a high ethical level which should be the fundament of freedom, peace, uprightness with mutual responsibility and helpfulness, and justice.
Reference:
1) On The Path To Freedom, Macmillan Education Namibia Publishers 2012
2) Dr Omidhi, For Freedom, Equality and Justice, 1st Volume: Namibia – The Years of Decisions, Life and Medical Challenges, Publisher: Worldwide Books and Art PTY Ltd 2016
3) Namibia – The difficult Years – The most critical time, epubli 2017
A Number of Villagers left Oshakati
The cocks crowed six o’clock when I left the flat for the hospital. I showed the permit to the guard at the checkpoint. Though it was compulsory to check the permit, the guards followed the order often sloppily and did not look on the permit when I was accompanied by the young colleague in uniform as a lieutenant of the SADF. Military vehicles drove frequently out in respect of the fear of the whites regarding the increase of insecurity. These vehicles had driven deep ruts and big potholes into the gravel roads.
Quite a number of villagers had left Oshakati with their families for the south what was Windhoek or one of the coastal towns, or for South Africa to get out of the danger of war and to enjoy the better life with quiet and restful nights and to start some kind of profitable businesses. They preferred to bypass the last rigours of war by joining people who lived without disturbances and fears, and in the prosperity of the white ‘peace’ and to observe the further development of the last, but decisive battle from a distance of the personal safety. The distance did depend on the prosperity they had achieved in the north. The higher the prosperity was with the hidden wealth, the bigger became the distance, but some hundred kilometres in general.
As ‘people from the front’, they held themselves important when they discussed the ongoing war in the north and the consequences with the business people and friends and some drinks what could be expected for the country. They discussed these topics also in length with the stool neighbour at the bar counter what led by the regular repetitions to remarkable and advantageous business deals. Some houses in the village became vacant. The situation was used by the Filipinos who worked as teachers and motor mechanics when they moved from smaller houses