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By Rita McInerney
LArch?
Whats that?
Hardly a household name, LArche terms itself a worldwide
federation of communities in which handicapped people and others live, work and
share their lives together. LArche tries to follow the Gospel message and
Beatitudes of Jesus in 20th century society.
French-Canadian Jean Vanier started LArche (the ark) in 1964
when he made a home for two mentally handicapped men who were confined to a
crowded asylum. From the beginning, this house in the small village of
Trosly-Breuil, France, was to provide a family, a community of friends living
together in a way that each person might find security and dignity in human
relationships, respect for one another, and fulfillment in giving and sharing
life.
Soon Vanier was drawing people from all over the world to Trosly
to become assistants. Eventually these assistants went home to
their own countries and started LArche communities.
Nine years ago, George Durner, a native of Statesboro, GA, went to
the LArche community of Daybreak in Richmond Hill, Ontario, Canada. Four
years later he became director of the LArche community in Winnipeg where
he, wife Danielle and their two daughters live now.
On Sunday, Nov. 10, Durner will speak at an open meeting on
forming and supporting a LArche community in Atlanta. It will be held
from 3 to 5 p.m. in Suite 509, Kennesaw Life Building, 1447 Peachtree St. The
Georgia Advocacy Office, Inc., will be host and the award winning documentary,
The Heart Has Its Reasons will be shown. The video was filmed at
Trosly which is now the center of an LArche community of hundreds of
people in neighboring villages and the town of Compiegne.
Durner wrote of his experience at LArche in a column for
Seeds, a Canadian periodical ministry. He speaks of the gifts and talents he
brought as fine and good, but not what was really needed. He eventually
realized what caused the void he felt:
Now the one who came to teach is being taught. The one who
came to help is being helped. The one who came to serve is perhaps learning the
most. He has discovered that always serving, always being the one who gives can
be a way of dominating the one who must always receive. Now he is learning how
to let himself be served, how to receive the gift of the other.
All of this is my journey today; it is the result of living
with men and women who have touched me deeply, who have taken me to my own
heart, to my gentleness, my compassion, my tenderness. These are the ones who
have led me to Jesus and helped me to believe that He loves me in my own
weakness and poverty.
Entering into the life of LArche, the relationships, Durner
wrote, seem to make disabilities disappear. At LArche we forget that Jim,
or Hazel, or Maressa are mentally handicapped, but not because there is
something special in us in being able to see past the disability. On the
contrary, it is completely normal that after living with people day after day
we just become accustomed to everything about them. Who people are becomes the
most interesting thing about them. Everything else becomes incidental and less
important. We have learned to meet one another at the level of person.
Jean Vanier comments in a similar vein in an article,
LArche: Its History and Vision. The handicapped person, he
wrote, needs people who see him as a person; who eat and laugh with him;
who pray and work with him. He doesnt want to be a case or a
schoolboy or a resident; he wants to be part of a
family or a community; he wants to find his place in a home.
Sister Rosemary Cawley, G.N.S.H., is committed to working with the
handicapped after years of teaching including about 15 years at schools in
Atlanta. She spent two and a half years in a LArche home in Syracuse, NY,
and is now working with the handicapped in Montgomery County, PA.
Her Syracuse family included a sister from another
community, a married couple and three retarded people; two men, one 58, the
other 36; a woman, 43. Each had one other disability -- one was blind, another
crippled and the third suffered seizures.
I choose to do it in order to be open to learning the real
feelings and real needs of people with mental retardation. I found that as I
got to know them I became more confident that what I was doing was just the
same as dealing with any other people. But I had to learn a new way of
teaching.
In a way their needs, their joys, sorrows are the same as
everyone elses. I was amazed at how prejudiced everyone is toward the
retarded. The biggest disability is other peoples attitudes. The
mystery to her is why some of us can talk more clearly, walk more
steadily. They have exactly the same needs.
The retarded, she said, are aware of the prejudices of people and
they are also aware of the acceptance. She treasures the lasting friendship
with one of the men at LArche that developed over nightly cups of coffee.
He drank his coffee alone until she asked to join him. Gradually, he shared his
life with her, telling of incidents he remembered from his childhood and of
being institutionalized at 13. Through this friendship, she said, she learned
the importance of being present to people.
Sister Crawley has been working with the retarded for about seven
years and is now training the mentally disabled in job skills. It was when she
became principal of an inner city school in Buffalo that she began working with
retarded children.
They came with a message to me, she said. She read
about LArche and then went to the community in Syracuse, for two years in
summer and then full-time. I learned a lot but also felt I was
contributing a lot, having lived in the community.
Whats important, she said, is for people to make a long-term
commitment and concentrate on the abilities rather than the disabilities of the
mentally handicapped.
A Georgia State coed majoring in special education, Monica
Maranville, of St. Anns parish in Marietta, has always been
interested in helping people with handicaps. One way she helps is working
with the mental retardation programs Cobb and Douglas counties.
She visited the LArche community in Mobile, Ala., after
making a retreat last August at Catholic University in Washington, D.C. Jean
Vanier directed the retreat.
Hes a real gentle and peaceful man. He really seems to
want to live like Jesus, she said. She told him she had been thinking of
setting up a community although, until the retreat, she hadnt known about
LArche. He advised her to visit Mobile and she spent several days at the
community. There are two homes occupied by six retarded people and three
assistants and an apartment where two handicapped women live. The dwellings are
within a block of one another.
There is a sense of family, not just living in a group home.
Theres a lot of loving and sharing and praying, she said. Quiet
prayer and Bible sharing after the meal was cleared from the table was a time
of the day she especially liked.
Each community, she learned, is guided by an outside board of
directors made up of supportive people. Contributions from working
members, payments to the disabled, fund raising and donations maintain
LArche communities.
Everyone in the community has a voice in accepting new comers. If
someone wants to join, the individual is first welcomed for a one-month stay.
If everyone is agreeable at the end of the month, the new comer is then invited
to stay three months. If all goes well then, a one-year covenant is made. At
the end of a year, an assistant then stays on for three years.
Joe Durner of the Holy Family parish in Marietta, is working to
stir interest in the Nov. 10 meeting featuring his older brother. He and
Latisha, his wife, visited Trosly in 1979 with George and Danielle, a Belgian
native who had been an assistant at the original LArche. The younger
Durner speaks with enthusiasm of the village which seems to be mostly
LArche and the talented metalworkers and their creations he saw in the
workshops.
Thats a brief outline of LArche. Radical Christian
communities of love and acceptance in the Gospel way around the world. Homes
where people who have experienced rejection and ridicule can develop a sense of
self-worth and become capable of integrating more fully into life. |