Thursday, September 29, 2011

Pondering as the Election Approaches by Malcolm

Well the typhoon has gone by, we just got the edge of it, lots of rain and wind. School was closed for two days as most don't venture out into the rain for fear of diseases in the water and lack of medicine to fix them. Unfortunately due to the rain we were not able to go to our regular Tuesday feeding.


One of the things that we are doing, apart from volunteering in the school, is helping with "feedings". What that means for us mostly is that we just show up. The local volunteers bring food, vitamins and medicine, if we have it, to groups around the island and neighbouring islands. The people needing the food cook what is brought to them and we entertain the children, speak to the adults, serve the food, hand out the vitamins and administer the medicine.

The supplies of course have been funded by donations to the Christian mission that we are working with, so we tell Bible stories and sing with the adults and children. I am reminded of something that one of my students said last year, it was something to the effect of "I don't really like Christian organizations because they deliver Bibles to starving people, how can they eat Bibles?" I have no personal experience with what he was talking about, but what I can say is that I am working with many self-sacrificing Christians and they are feeding, clothing, doctoring (is that a word? :-)) as well as talking about Jesus.  Often the meal that is provided is the best meal the children have had all week, I wish we could feed them daily. The pastor that I was with last week told me that the meal we provided was "a late lunch/early dinner and possibly the only meal they had that day."

I know that Ontario is entering into an election next week, this is the time when I (normally) start hearing the sound bites and water cooler discussions that always surround an election. The different sides draw their lines in the sand and "debate" the issues, but it isn't really a debate. Each side manipulates the "facts" to convince us that we would be better off if they were in charge. It is generally the time when you start hearing about the "needs" of the "taxpayers", when the parties all try to entice us to vote for them by offering sweet sounding deals to enhance our own lives. "Vote for us, we will give you this" "Vote for us, the other guy is worse than we are"

I would like us to take a moment and think about the truth of what is being said, and consider whether when we vote if we are choosing a representative or party for the betterment of our citizenry, or for some carrot that is being dangled before us personally. Are our "needs" truly "needs"? Look down the road at the society we are creating for our children to live in. Are we inwardly focussed or outwardly focussed when we vote. Are we being fair, are we being kind, are we being loving?



I would like to explain a little bit about the people, mostly children, I have been meeting recently and the situation they find themselves in. The group I met this week are a tribe called the Ati. They live up on a mountain on the island beside ours, called Panay. I met a few mothers, mostly malnourished, many children and no men. The reason that there were no men was that all of the men were working on the coast, manually carrying building supplies onto ships for construction on this island, (there is constant construction here as resorts are being built). The men earn 200 pesos per day, no organized labour. To understand what that means, $1 Canadian = about 40 pesos, which won't mean much to anyone, so another way to look at it is this: here 200 pesos will buy about 8 mangoes, or it will buy one hamburger. It will not feed a family, it will not feed a single person nutritiously even for a single day. I had a conversation when we arrived and was discussing curriculum to be taught and a woman said to me "yes teaching nutrition is important, however, we cannot afford to eat nutritiously." That is a sad truth here when the wages are as they are. There is wealth here, but only for the very very few. The gap between the few rich and the excessive majority poor is huge.


The women of the Ati also work, in the rice fields owned by someone else, planting for one short part of the year, harvesting for another short part of the year, when they are not planting or harvesting, they have no income. The people I have met work very hard but lack what we take for granted. They cannot afford medicine when they are sick, they have little opportunity to go to school and the companies that they work for do not pay a living wage. They are aware of the inequities, but since they are focussed mostly on getting daily food they have no means to overcome their situation. Education, a key to overcoming poverty, is not well funded. Class sizes run between 70-100 students in the publicly funded system. The private schools are too expensive for the poor to attend. Hence one of the reasons we are here, the school we work in is mostly volunteer run therefore accessible. But the Agape school is just a drop of water in an ocean.


When the opportunity comes for us to exercise our right to vote next week, I encourage us all to take a global perspective. We must ask ourselves what the long-term effect of our decisions will be. Are we heading down a road where, as here, the average class has upto 100 students and the average income will not feed a family? Are our leaders focussing on improving the lives of our citizens or simply playing to the taxpayers? It would be so great if during this election people discussed citizens and community and not how to line our own pockets at the expense of others. I am fearful of the disparity in Canada moving towards the disparity here. Our greatest defense is to be intelligent and informed, compassionate and caring, visionary and vigilant when we vote.  We owe Canada, our community and our children that much.


Ok, I'm off my soapbox :-) Be good to one another!
Malcolm :-)

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

A Wedding Adventure

The kids in the front of the trike.
The "pop" gas station, attached to a local home. (Read info below for explanation.)
Pop Gas station
Mair, Russ and the police (as already mentioned - read below!) (And please remember, this is just after a long, long, hot, sweaty, trip... not my most beautiful moment!  Just saying.  :)  )
Caribell (spelling?)
Rice fields
Rice drying by the side of the road.


The wedding.


A couple weeks after we arrived in Boracay, we received the most wonderful invitation to one of the Filipina (males are Filipinos and females are Filipinas) teacher’s wedding.  She was getting married on the neighbouring island (Panay) at 9:00 am in the morning.  All of the teachers, foreign and Filipino, had been invited.

Ten in a trike... note the big American on the roof!
To make the event into even more of an adventure, the foreign teachers (nine of us, including the gault kids) decided to find a cheap hotel room on the island (20 bucks a night) and head to the hotel on the Friday after school.  The teacher, whose wedding it was, was concerned that we would get a bit lost, so asked us to get off the bus by her home so she could arrange transportation to the hotel.   So, on Friday afternoon, we boarded a trike, then a boat, then a bus… and finally got dropped off by her home where she was waiting for us. (oh, the power of texting!)  She promptly arranged for us to catch a ride with her uncle, a trike driver.   This arrangement meant that nine of us, ten if you include the driver, would be travelling for close to an hour in a vehicle that is basically a small motor cycle with a mini side car.  At first we thought it was a joke being played on us silly foreigners… but sure enough, off we went - three children in the front, three adults on the bike, three adults in the back and one adult on the roof.  (See picture.) After a while it began to rain… so the bike stopped and the big adult male (Russ) had to get on the bike... leaving four adults in the back cab.  We literally weaved our legs between and around each other… we were not able to always sit up straight, because the cab roof was so low… and one person’s legs dangled out the back of the cab, draped over Malcolm.   I can honestly say that I don’t think I have ever been so physically close for such an extended period of time to another adult who was not in my family.






As we traversed the beautiful Filipino country side, we began to notice a disturbing trend.  We had actually created our own parade, much to the amusement of the local people.  Everywhere we travelled, we were greeted with the same reaction… a quick glance, a retake, a mouth opened and a big laugh, all while the locals tugged on the sleeve of their friends so that they would not miss the spectacle.   This reaction did not happen once, it happened consistently by construction workers, farmers, school children and teens. I could read their expressions very clearly  “Silly, silly foreigners!”.  When one of my friends noted that she would have a great story to tell as a result of this ride… I commented that she was going to be the  great story to tell by many Filipinos that Friday night over supper!
At one point during the trip, as we proceeded up a big hill, the trike started to go backwards.  We quickly figured out that the bike engine was too small to pull a big group of North Americans up such an incline.  We quickly jumped out of the moving trike, and started pushing.  The bike soon gained momentum and dashed up the hill away from us.  All of a sudden I realized that my three precious daughters had just been whisked away a virtual stranger, leaving us abandoned in a foreign land.  No worries though, the trike stopped at the top of the hill… we all got on again and moved along our way.

One more interesting occurrence happened enroute.  We stopped at one point in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere.  All we could see was a tiny home with some pop being sold out front.  (See picture.)  When the driver dashed across the road to buy some pop we figured he was just thirsty.  Then, he promptly took the lid of the Pepsi bottle and poured the entire contents into his gas tank!  It was then we realized that what we thought was pop, was actually gas.  All along the route we spotted tiny huts with pop bottles full of gas being sold by local families.  It was ingenious!



After  50 minutes or so we finally arrived at our destination.  As we unfolded ourselves from the trike, we were immediately stunned to discover a large group of men, dressed in army fatigues, carrying rifles, standing in front of the hotel desk.  As we approached the men, we discovered they were a local police unit.  As we began chatting to the police, they asked for our picture.  (This is a fairly common occurrence… I will tell you more about that later.)   As we complied, the young American man we are working with (Russ) asked if he could hold the police’s rifle.  I laughed at his boldness, until I glanced over and he was holding the rifle!!!  I could not believe it!  Imagine a police officer in Canada giving a complete stranger his/her gun to hold for a picture!  Of course, when Russ asked if I would also like to hold a gun for the picture, I responded by saying  “ What do you think?  Remember, I’m Canadian!’  (Needless to say… no gun holding for me.)   As we were walking away from the police, they asked if we could “Facebook” the pictures we took to them at their station.  Facebook.  Imagine that.

The next day we went to the wedding.  It was lovely.  It was held in a shelter used for various gathering and sporting events.  The bride was beautiful.  (And the groom handsome of course!) (See picture.)  We sat as a large group at the back of the seats.  A whole collection of people from the local community sat informally along the edge of the event on benches.  Then most of the other guest divided between male and females- females on the right, males on the left.  The wedding ceremony was very similar to what we would have at home and when it was complete, we were fed an amazing assortment of Filipino dishes.  We were served the same as the other guests, at our table.  The people sitting around the benches during the service, however, were served buffet style.  Our best guess is that the wedding ceremony was left open for attendance from members of the community at large and they received their food in a less formal manner.  It was a warm, welcoming event, full of children, adults, a mix of people very dressed up and not dressed up at all, and the ever present local stray dog coming and going as he pleased.  The event reminded me of how similar we all are across this world.  We celebrate, we eat, we laugh, we love, we sing, we rejoice, we find pleasure in sharing the joy of others.   God Bless. Mair

Friday, September 16, 2011

As many of you know, Mair worked at an amazing little school called "Salem Public School" for the last 3.5 years.  When she left the school in June the teachers gifted her with many lovely gifts... one being an extremely enthusiastic portable teaching partner... "Flat Tessa".  Mair brought "Flat Tessa" across the world with her for moral support.  Below is a little photo essay of all of Flat Tessa's Filipino adventures.  Enjoy!  (Scroll Down)
P.S.  Tessa... thank you for being such a good sport.. I'm trusting you will find this as amusing as we have! (Fingers crossed!)  M



Flat Tessa admires the view from the Gault's
















Flat Tessa being kissed by a beautiful Filipino baby

Flat Tessa catches some rays (with 80 sunscreen of course!)




Flat Tessa explores the Rainforest

Flat Tessa finds a cute American man on the beach
Flat Tessa checks out the sarongs

Flat Tessa frolicking on the beach



Flat Tessa participating in some tourist high jinks









Flat Tessa enjoys the deck



Flat Tessa gives a mighty thumbs up to a shake on the beach


Wednesday, September 07, 2011

Monday was the first official day when the foreign teachers and foreign principals (us :-)) started working full time in the school. We have been here for almost a month meeting with the teachers, staff, learning our way around, organizing, planning and finding out how best we could help. The system here is a little different than home and although we would have liked to start earlier we had to wait for the completion of three days of examinations, two days of practicing for a national celebration, the day of celebration and then a few days of school being closed while everyone rested from the celebration :-)

So, two days ago, we started the new schedule with the foreign teachers working along side the Filipino teachers. It went off really really well. Although we are implementing some ideas that are a little different than they are used to here, different discipline techniques, different delivery style, different organizational strategies and so on, everyone seems very enthusiastic to try them out and though I cannot say the first three days have gone off without a hitch or two, I can say that the staff and teachers have been fabulous as we work through the glitches!

The funniest/oddest opening day glitch was getting the kindergartens to class. Lining up and walking quietly into class was a new concept but it was explained very well to the children. The teachers and staff got them organized, lined up, quiet and ready to go....then it started to rain, not a little shower, I'm talking monsoon, torrential and lasting downpour! I didn't get a picture this time, but I will try next time. The concrete stairs beside the school where the children enter was literally a waterfall, you could not see the concrete beneath the water! Once "inside" the school, they still needed to walk outside to get to their classrooms, (some pictures have been posted of that) and that path was at least 3 cm deep with water.

Now you have to understand, often when it rains, parents keep their children at home, they don't go to school and they don't go to church for the very real fear of getting a sickness. Picture all these brave little 3 and 4 year olds, that made it to school, just before the rain, and now they can't get into class without getting soaked! So we formed an assembly line of teachers, staff and parents, armed with umbrellas that were handed over the fence by watching mothers, one-by-one, (in a quiet orderly fashion :-)) carrying each child through the river that had formed and into the classroom so that they all arrived safely and all stayed dry. Everyone just jumped in and helped, it was amazing! We got our feet wet, but the kids stayed dry. Half an hour later the rain stopped and the path was clear again.

Tomorrow we are being inspected by the Department of Education, they do surprise inspections, our surprise was that they were to come today but ran out of time, so it will be tomorrow. I'll let you know how it goes :-)

One final thing, if anyone reading this has any connections to any companies or school boards that are upgrading their computer systems and throwing out outdated laptops, the school sure could use 5-6 old working laptops. We are required to teach computers to the kids and if I hadn't brought my laptop to school, I don't think the kids would ever have even seen a computer. Even the bookkeeper for the school does everything manually on paper. Can you imagine teaching about the "start" button and drop-down menus, from a work book to grade 3 students? Working laptops, even if they are only running windows98, would make a world of difference. For security reasons, laptops are better than computers. That's my pitch :-)

Hopefully more pictures to come, I haven't got the spider or lizard on film yet, but I am hopeful! This really is a neat place to be! :-)

p.s. did you see the crocodile they caught this week? google "giant crocodile captured"...that was not near here :-)

Friday, September 02, 2011

Hello my friends!

After 28 hours of travel, we reached Cebu in the Philippines. The kids did an amazing job of not being grumpy, despite very long flights, and lots of sitting around. I was very proud of them! We stayed in Cebu for about 30 hours and tried to get adjusted to the time change (12 hours into the future.) Then we caught a small plane and then a very small boat to Boracay. We finally arrived August 6th.
It is very hard to describe this place. The people are incredible... so friendly and kind. It is easy to forget the hardships many of them face, because they are always smiling. The island itself is a beautiful gem.. with amazing beaches.... but it seems the best word I can use is juxtaposition. There will be this nice resort, and then just over the wall, literally, will be people living in what we might refer to as "shacks"... with dirt floors, water running through, open walls, clothes hanging and a great deal of litter... and yet everyone will be carrying a cell phone. (Yes, I am learning to be a "texter"!). It is the same with the environment... beautiful beaches.. but litter, litter,litter everywhere. Even when one is swimming in the ocean there will be plastic bags floating around you, depending on the currents that day. I find littering so upsetting. I think this experience will make me an even stronger advocate for the environment!
The school is an incredible feat created from donations of love, money, time and sweat. The school is being created around us as we work. The first floor is leased to the Red Cross (the workers sleep there with a hotplate "kitchen" and bunk beds) and the second floor is the school. The third floor is being worked on little by little as the money comes in. The building is very simple... concrete and bamboo... but it is sturdy and full of hard-working loving people. The classrooms are very small.. about a third of the size of a Canadian classroom. But, there are only about 15 to 20 students in each class... compared to the Filipino public schools which reportedly have upwards of 80 to 100 students for each teacher! (Can you imagine a grade one class with 100 students and just one of you????) My real joy is that the school is full of local children and many local teachers, working along side "foreigners" (that is what they call us) doing our best to be "God's Hands".
 The best quote I heard was at a school event, where one of the Filipina women spoke to the crowd and exclaimed with joy that since opening the school "English will no longer be just for the rich!"
My joys:
The people
The beaches
The church
The adventure
The time with family
The view from our apartment
The walking
The constant search for food from home, it is like a scavenger hunt (there are many nice restaurants that we hope to explore... but one must be careful what is consumed... even in a nice place.... especially with children.)
The fun and exciting new foods to try.
The people
My challenges (or adventures.. depending on your viewpoint):
The heat (I have completely given up on trying to be attractive! My hair is always scraped back. No makeup - really why bother? Constant greasiness from 50 SPF sunscreen, and bug spray. I am always hot, sweaty and disgusting!! I have NEVER sweat so much in my life. :) ) So.... I probably won't be posting too many pictures of myself!
The litter!
The creatures sharing our home with us... geckos (kind of cute), giant flying beetles (I am talking giant!), lizards (much bigger than geckos), cockroaches, ants and very big spiders! ( I am proud to say I have been a full partner with Malcolm, concerning the process of their removal...no screaming from this gal!) If I wake up one night with one in my bed however....
The lack of vegetables... we have been warned not to eat food that you can't peel, boil or cook... so I am REALLY missing salad!!!
The missing of people I care about! ;)
Thank you again for all your warm words and prayers. They mean a lot.  Be good to each other, as always.  And remember "You are lovable and capable."

Mair

Amazing Boracay



      
Hi!
      I just thought I would tell you about the amazing place we are in right now. We are so blessed to have this experience. I see God everyday through the people we work with and through the people at the Jungle Barn (missions hostel).Even the people who have almost nothing are putting everything they have into making the school better and helping the children learn. I can see the children are so eager to learn. They want an education because they know what a privilege it is to have one. They realise, because they barely have anything, that they are luckier than many other kids on the island. 
      It's like we are in a different world. So many new foods, (like these delicious butter coconut crackers that Mom is obsessed with!), smells, and places. We are so lucky to be from a place like Canada where you don't have to worry about getting purified water or washing your dishes in bleach.
          The school has many different kids. They're so cute. The other day Tesha taught a child who is in grade 2 how to use a laptop.The mother was so happy because she would otherwise not have access to a computer, even though it is taught in school, and knowing how to use a computer can get her a job when she is older. It's amazing to think we live in a place where almost everyone has 1 or more laptops and then you travel 28 hours across the world and lot's of people haven't even used one.We hope to start a computer and learning games time where we pull kids out of class so we can help them with english in that way! :-)
           To get around the island, we use something called a trike. It is a cart with seats attached to a motercycle.(to the right)
            A couple things about wildlife coming from me. Dogs and geckos. I'll start with dogs. There are a million wild dogs running around the island. It is normal to pass by many different looking dogs just on your way to the grocery store! :-) 
           We have 2 dogs who are always by our house. One has a name because our neighbour's care-taker is trying to train it.He named it Blackie. It is not because it is fully black, but because it has a black spot on his eye.
           Then there is the bigger dog who we call Doug. We call him that because he acts just like that dog in "Up". He uses our porch to sleep on. He also uses it for protection from beaters and mean, bigger dogs. It is soooooooooo cute. :-D
            Geckos crawling everywhere! We have every night, at least 2 full grown geckos and 1 baby gecko. I once even picked one up! Tesha ran down stairs. We asked what happened. She said there was a gecko in our our bathroom and she said that she wanted it out but before wanted a picture. Long story short, I tried (while Tesh was trying to get the perfect pic) various different ways to catch it and just decided to pick it up by it's sides. Quick picture, then put it outside.
           Boracay is amazing and we are thrilled to be here. Keep looking for more posts as we continue our adventure in Boracay!
Love from Kylee. :-)    

Thursday, September 01, 2011


School bathroom

Kindergarten walkway

Kindergarten walkway

Looking up from kindergarten walkway

Dismissal time. Those boxes were filled with school supplies and came from our friends in Canada through donations.

Grade 2 classroom

Really...even in the tropics?!

This is not a design, it is a use for indigenous fauna.

You are my master, and I love you!