Ask
Yvonne Clarke what she did before she worked with the Jamaica
Red Cross, she won’t
have anything to tell you because it has literally been her life.
“I
started work as a youth volunteer from primary school so I’ve
always been involved with the movement,” she recalls.
She soon represented Jamaica as one of our first members at a
youth conference.
She became youth director in 1968 and has
made several presentations on youth internationally and has received
training in this and other areas.
Whether it’s
seeking volunteers or coordinating a disaster relief effort,
she knows it all. She has always had a soft spot for the youth,
including the creation of camps for the disabled and mentally
challenged.
For her years of service to the Red Cross
and Jamaica, she received the Order of Distinction, Officer Class.
The
movement has grown since she joined years ago. “We had
a staff of about four persons. The challenges were many and resulted
in us working long hours which are habits we have since inculcated,” she
laughs. Now she has a staff of about 40 persons not including
volunteers.
Persons question what the Red Cross does
outside of natural disasters. It’s a stigma she tries to clarify.
Daily Programmes
“We
have daily programmes including taking welfare to persons in
need; working with the vulnerable like children on the streets and the elderly,” she
points out.
Helping others has always been her motivation
and she readily recalls two cases that left inerasable images
in her mind.
A mother wanted to visit her dying son in
the United States and through the work of the Red Cross she was
able to visit and cared for him before he passed. Then there
was a young woman trying to find her father after 20 years.
“When
we contacted him, if that man could jump through the telephone
and come from Montego Bay, he would have,” her eyes twinkled
in reminiscence. Soon after father and daughter were united,
he escorted her down the aisle.
“Those
kinds of things are hidden that people would not realize that
the Red Cross does”, she points out.
Her work has taken her
all over the world. Often wading through mud and dirt with backpack,
sleeping on cots and literally rolling up sleeves, she’s
been there.
In Jamaica, hurricane Gilbert was one event
that produced many challenges. As Director General, the criticisms
of the Red Cross fell on her, but she stood tall, earning the
respect of all.
One person
who can’t sing her praise enough is her deputy Lois Hue
who has been through the long nights with her. They remember
times when the resources were low and they had to release staff.
The extra work never fazed Clarke. “She
was doing what she liked doing and instilled this in a lot of
people; even if she doesn’t get paid for it. I am a proud
product of that; one of those who can say that she taught me
well,” Mrs. Hue remarked.
She spoke
of her colleague and friend’s devotion to old people and
her expertise in the sewing room and kitchen while Ms. Clarke
hung her head in mock embarrassment.
Mrs. Hue has to say these
things because Ms. Clarke never would; she’s too modest.
Ms.
Clarke has never married and has no children; at least, no biological
ones. She takes pride in seeing some of the volunteers she recruited playing
their role in nation building. She’s been offered jobs elsewhere but remains
in Jamaica.
“I
will go to any part of Jamaica even the inner-city because those
are the people we are here for. These are the people we want to work with to
help to develop themselves,” she reasons.
With all she’s done, the
whole topic of national recognition doesn’t bother her. “I just
figure that the Red Cross allows me to live and to do things
which I am here to do; to serve people and to serve and praise
God.”
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