'An elaborate con-trick'

and...James goes to Mozambique

Having read your Tvind website with interest I am writing to you to detail my experiences as a Tvind survivor. This is for two main reasons; firstly and foremostly to try to warn others of the Tvind/Humana network, and secondly to vent some of my anger and frustration, at what I see as being a rather elaborate con trick. 

My name is XXXXX XXXXXXX, and I am a recent graduate on my second Gap Year. I joined Tvind for the obvious reasons; to try to help people and to travel.   I therefore travelled to Denmark in February to begin my four month education at the Tvind Travelling Folk High School, near Ulfborg. These four months I can only describe as my most unpleasant and generally pointless experience to date.

This is for several reasons. The first, and most obvious, was the education I received, or did not, as the case may be. The facilities at the school for learning can only be described as close to nonexistent. They consisted of a rather small library, half of which was in Danish, the other half dwelling on such vital subjects to a "Development Instructor" as knitting, a Citroen 2CV manual, a six volume set on the subject of rice and a selection of extremely second rate novels.

In their brochure Tvind make a great deal about their computer network, which guarantees everyone their own computer and which is linked to a central databank which contains all the knowledge a "Development Instructor" will need. The number of computers at the school fluctuated from 5 to 10, depending on how many could be persuaded to function, for approximately 15 to 20 students.

The central databank can only be described as a travesty. It had been written by past Tvind members and generally either consisted of half-arsed gibberish written in extremely bad English dealing with such irrelevancies as whether extraterrestrial life exists, and tutorials on how to be an independent thinking person, (surely a paradox there), or was photocopied from books.

Due to their lack of knowledge on the somewhat grandiose topics they were covering, the creators of the database had either photocopied mainly irrelevant, or sometimes wrong information. They had obviously copied a degree level medical textbook for the tutorials on malaria, diphtheria, etc which proved rather incomprehensible without a degree in medicine.

The other facilities at the school consisted of a broken, unheated, half full swimming pool, a pair of football goals, and a sauna which was admittedly quite pleasant. Unfortunately for the 7000 kronas per month I was paying, (about £650), this did not represent value for money.

Ultimately the raison d'etre behind behind Tvind, and indeed the rest of the schools in the Tvind network is to raise money. For my 4 month stay at the school I had to pay 15,000 kronas, (about £1,200) down on arrival, which I was stupid enough to do.    I then had to raise 4,500 krona per month for school fees.

To do this we were sent onto the street to sell Tvind's brochures. We would approach people on the street, and beg, plead, harass or almost force people to buy a grotty 10 page newspaper for 50 krona, (£4.50). Obviously if we said this money was to go to the upkeep of Tvind schools people would be rather reluctant to part with their cash. This is because Tvind has a fairly awful reputation in Denmark, and indeed in Scandinavia, and because most people are not particularly interested in contributing to the upkeep of half a dozen huts in a field.

We therefore said it was to fund the eventual project in Mozambique, which proved quite effective as the floods had just hit Mozambique. We did have to raise the money to fund our project in Mozambique, but only after the school fees had been raised.

What were these school fees for? Partly for things like heating, advertising. etc, but mainly for the teacher's pay. There were 5 teachers there, each on 9,000 kronas per month, as well as the headmistress who would presumably be earning considerably more.

The teachers did not however keep their wages. Approx 80% or 8,400 kronas went to the Teacher's Group, which is in essence almost a feudal system which more or less owned the teachers.   When they signed their contract, which was more often than not a lifetime contract which is highly unusual, each teacher agreed to common time and common money clauses. This meant that the Teacher's Group organisation could tell any teacher at any time of the day or night to do anything, and they had to do it.   Essentially they had no time to call their own, and were NEVER off duty. They did not have it easy. Common money meant that they had to contribute 80% of their wages and ANY OTHER MONEY they may have to the organization.

Why then did these teacher's join this Group.  In essence, because they were not particularly intelligent or well educated people. I f my particular teacher had not joined the Teacher's Group he would still be working as a toolmaker in a factory in Germany.  In my opinion if the headmistress had stayed in the real world she would be lucky to be employed as a toilet cleaner.

This organization therefore offered people a way out of their monotonous, routine lives, and gave them the chance to be something they were not qualified to be, and which in the real world they would not have the chance to be. There was also the promise of the large house, the obligatory white Mercedes 190, and a reasonably comfortable lifestyle once you were placed in charge of a school. I am, however, also sure that genuinely humanitarian and altruistic reason did play a part in their decision.

The Teacher's Group also owned the school buildings. They were paid a rent out the money we paid in our school fees. I don't know how much this was but I expect it was vastly more than the place was worth. Therefore the whole raison d'etre behind the school was to raise money: firstly to give to the Teacher's Group and secondly to maintain the school and pay for its advertising so it could attract more volunteers.

You also raised enough money to pay for your project. Having got out to Africa after six months of hard slogging and paying through the nose, quite a few people found themselves working in Humana's clothes shops out there, or trying to raise funds from big companies out there, all of which money went to Humana. Personally I found that quite sickening.

From beginning to end these people were working to raise money for the schools, for the Teacher's Group or for Tvind. Why did people then volunteer? The short answer is that everyone comes without knowledge of what Tvind is, and what they will have to put up with during the next six months.

Having discovered what it really is about, approximately 60%-70% leave, each losing various amounts of money that they have had to pay over on the day they arrive. For the rest the prospect of going to Africa means they stay.

Without a doubt, though, everyone I ever met whilst at Tvind genuinely detested the organization and the people. The only thing I learnt at Tvind is, in the words of another student there, "how fucking stupid I can be". If you wish to contact me to ask any questions, or if I can be of any use, please do not hesitate to email me.

Yours Sincerely

James

 

An update

Dear Tvind Alert
 
You may or may not remember me; I contacted you almost a year ago with
details of how I had just wasted four months of my life at the hellhole
called Tvind. After spending that time preparing to go to Mozambique, I was
determined not to miss out and so I went in August for about two months.
While I was there I visited some of the projects. Strangely enough, they
weren't quite as wonderful as we had been led to believe they were.

I stayed in the southern part of Mozambique, around Maputo, the capital.
ADPP is based mainly in Machava, a small suburb of Maputo. Whilst I wasn't
exactly a part of the project, I listened to what people were saying, and
found it quite interesting, although of course there was no way for me to
substantiate these rumours. Apparantly the project manager, Anna Hemp had a tendancy to use money meant for the project for her own personal use;
examples being a new three piece suite for her house and the hire of a car.
It was said that up to 5000 US disappeared each month, although that is
obviously not a firm figure. 5000 US is a hell of a lot of money in
Mozambique, where the monthly minimum wage is about £30. ADPP also paid thelocals working for them an astonishingly low rate of pay, which amounted to just over two thirds of the national minimum wage. How they managed to survive on this is beyond me. The projects in Mozambique are also heavily reliant on financing from other aid organisations such as CARE Int, UNICEF, etc. This is because ADPP will only provide between a quarter and a third of the money the project needs to survive on. It is up to the project to fundraise the rest by basically begging other aid agencies. The logic is
fairly simple. ADPP pay to set up a project, say a orphanage for street
children. This is obviously a good thing and would help the local community
if they were run with any kind of efficiency, logic, or philanthropism,
which unfortunately they are not. Having been set up and running, the
project then approachs other international aid agencies for funding. Rather
than seeing the project disappear, these agencies choose to contribute money to the cause. If the project recieves more money off the agencies than it needs and actually gets a surplus, than ADPP will cut its contribution by
the same amount. This means that the projects never get any extra money to
improve the projects. Local businesses are also approached with regard to
raising funds, and that is why most of the volunteers sent out to Mozambique
will spend most, if not all their time, being connected with fundraising or
publicity in some way. The bottom line is, if you don't want to have to sit
in an office ringing people up to beg money off them, don't go with ADPP.
This is not true of all the volunteers, some of whom do other jobs. These
other jobs tend to be jobs created for the sake of it, rather than
responding to any real need, and so people either become rather lazy and
spend a lot of their time drinking, or become very frustrated and
demoralised. Co-incidentally, whilst I was there I was shocked to discover
how low morale was. It wasn't rock bottom, it was several miles below that.
At least in Tvind you had the hope of going to Africa to hold onto; in
Machava you were generally bored, frustrated, and starting to realise that
you had just wasted up to a year of your life.

 

I was thrown out of both the projects I visited once ADPP in Machava
discovered who I was. They then told everbody that I had been thrown out of
Tvind for dealing drugs. The fact that Tvind is so desperate for people that
they wouldn't have thrown me out if they had caught me sexually molesting
Anne Lawson's dogs made this lie rather unbelievable, and nobody believed
it, especially as they all knew me anyway.

 

Anyway, apologies for not contacting you sooner; life has been rather hectic
but I have actually got a job where I feel I helping people now, instead of
making Amdi Peterson richer.   Please feel free to publish this email or
contact me if you have any questions; I notice you have published my last
little rant.

 

Yours Sincerely,

 

James