Sunday, June 23, 2013

The dead mouse, frog juice and other kindergarden tales.......

"Working with children is good for the soul" a friend once uttered those words to me and it's a mantra I often repeat and believe. They are natural, they speak the truth and most importantly they are not yet corrupted.

Kids on the revolution

Directly after the revolution we had a circle to discuss matters with the older children (the 4 and 5 yr olds). It had, had a big effect on them, school had been closed for 2 weeks and a lot of their friends had left the country, a lot of them had heard gun shots at night and all of them had sensed their parent's fear and worry. They had grown used to having the news play in the background and many had not left the house due to the curfew and the security situation outside.
So what did the children have to say about things???.......
Well all of them were familiar with the name "Mubarak" and that he was somehow "bad". One Egyptian boy  put his hand up and told us all about the looting of a local shopping center; "The people went and took things from Carrefour, they broke everything and took everything without paying"
A German boy  interjected; "Yes because Mubarak stole all the money so they couldn't pay"
The first boy, who I assume has pro Mubarak parents said; "No,No!! it's all Omama, Omama is taking the money!!" With Omama he meant Obama.....
The discussion session ended soon after and the children enjoyed the running around outside which they had so missed during the revolution's darkest days. In the following weeks the pro regime boy taught the other children pro Mubarak chants which was bloody hilarious as we often had a big group of European blond kids swinging on the swing and chanting at the top of their lungs, very surreal indeed. Over time the chants changed and became pro military "The people and the army are hand in hand" this was a very popular one and still rings in my head 2 years later. When the Egyptian people grew tired of Military rule the chants changed yet again, now the children were shouting "Down with military rule". The school year came to an end, the original "revolution" children moved on to different schools and the chanting in the Garden stopped.
The events in Egypt still touched the children though, I once caught a boy throwing stones so I called him over to discuss this, I told him that it's very dangerous and not at all acceptable behavior..... he looked at me confused and said "But Bryony, in Tahrir the good people are throwing stones at the bad people"  hmmmm I was speechless, what could I say to that? His observation was spot on, I took the easy way out and said "Indeed they are but we are not in Tahrir".
Recently the power cuts have been unbearable and this too has left an impression on the children; a few weeks ago I overheard two 3 year old boys discussing the matter: Boy 1 "Morsi is taking the electric" boy 2 "Yes, Morsi needs to leave" adding a kicking movement to strengthen his point.
Children really do absorb what's going on and they cope with this through role play, reenactment and discussion.

 

Animals, reptiles and insects.....

I always adored watching the different interactions with the different insects and animals they came across in the garden, those interactions ranged from very funny to downright disturbing.....

Frogs, frogs, frogs...

We had a lot of frogs in the garden and the kids were of course always fascinated by them, they followed them, observed them, built habitats for them and caught them.
One boy liked them so much that he placed them in his pockets and forgot about them... this was only discovered when his poor mother was sorting out his jeans for washing and found his pockets were full of dead frogs! After hearing this we installed a no touching rule and were quite strict with it, of course rules are made to be broken.....
We had an old fashioned water pump in the back of the garden and the children were always very creative in their use of it; they put leaves inside and made "leaf juice", they put toot (mulberries) inside and made "toot juice" some even tried to make "stone juice" and we teachers marveled at their creativity and encouraged them to try out different materials.... this was all well and good until 1 boy (the frogs in the pocket boy) decided to make frog juice!! I wont go into details but it was certainly a big mess and we were more careful with the juicing activities from then on.


Lizards, "snakes" and the dead mouse

 We also had a lot of small lizards, the children didn't catch them as they were very fast but they enjoyed observing them, one boy recently screamed "look, look a dinosaur" upon seeing one. Oh to see the world through such innocent eyes.....
Once a group of children approached me saying that they had found a snake, at first I thought they had found something snake shaped, I mean they were always stumbling upon monsters and things like this, but they had a serious look in their eyes so I followed them to investigate. "The snake" was in fact another lizard type thing that had tiny, tiny legs and a snake like body, I didnt see the legs at first so freaked out a bit but what really impressed me was that the children's natural instincts had told them not to touch or catch "the snake" but rather to stay far away and get a teacher.
The same instincts were present when they stumbled upon a dead mouse in the bushes, they were not interested in touching it, just very interested in knowing why it was dead and why it was in the garden, we asked them what they thought and they decided that it was either a cat or that the mouse had eaten something bad. The mouses cause of death remains a mystery to this day.


The unfortunate beetle

We had plenty of bugs, beetles and flies, well it was a garden after all. We always told the children that outdoors was their environment and that there was no need to kill any insect they found outside. Once we were observing a big beetle, the children were very interested and discussed where the beetle might be going and how long it would take him to reach his destination. It was a group of around 8 children and a nice informative activity, well it was nice until a very boisterous 2 year old came over with a big plastic shovel and crashed it down on the beetle so hard that it splat all over the pathway. It happened so fast that there was no chance of stopping him and the boy was very proud of himself indeed.In his eyes he had done something good he had witnessed adults killing cockroaches at home so he felt he had done the right thing and rescued us from the evil beetle :).

Cats, dogs and a monkey.... yep a monkey 

we sometimes end up with stray abandoned kittens which the children adore feeding and nursing back to health. The neighbors have a dog which they observe but most interesting was the monkey we found staring at us from the papaya tree. The teachers were as thrilled as the children at the sight of this. He must have grown tired of papayas though though or maybe he just didn't like children as he stopped visiting and now gets his breakfast from one of the teachers who lives a few houses away.

This past 4 years spent working with children has certainly been an enlightening time for me. I never would have thought it would be my thing but they are so natural, so real and so funny. I got to observe true human nature before the outside world corrupted them and I think through them I learned things about myself that I never would have otherwise.
It's time for me to move on with my life now but I will never forget this 4 year stint as a kindergarten teacher and I will never forget the lessons these little humans have taught me.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Siwa... the place that time forgot

Far away on the edge of the Western desert in Egypt, and closer to Libya than Cairo, is a magical place called Siwa, this place has remained virtually unchanged and was cut off from the rest of the world until very recently. I visited last April with my Mother and I know I have taken my sweet ass time to write about it but well I am not always in a writing mood, life sometimes takes over... but don't worry people I am back in my thoroughly creative flow. (Feel free to sing in the style of eminem.... 'Bryony's back, back again, Bryony's back tell a friend.....) Ya anyway back to lovely Siwa. So as you can imagine the journey there is quiet a mission, its a mega long bus ride that took us up to the North coast and then back down through the desert. It took 11 hours and it gave us very sore bums...
But upon arriving the long journey just melted away and the fresh country air filled our lungs and we were happy :) Siwa is a desert oasis, a big one. Its very green and very peaceful, there are no cars in Siwa, just jeeps for the desert safaris and tuk tuks for public transportation. The people wear traditional clothes, the men in long dusty galabayas and the women in black, totally covered up to the point where you can't even see their eyes, the Siwis are traditional people, they are nice people  sincere people, good people and calming people. The ones I talked to couldn't understand how I could live in cairo, they had all been there to finish paperwork and they all hated it and thought that life was too fast there, too fast, too polluted and too populated. The men mostly went to Alexandria to study but even Alex was not to their taste, they were country people through and through.
Now I have left it too long to give you a day by day account and well that might have been boring for you anyway so here are the highlights instead.
If you go there you simply have to do a desert safari in a jeep over the great sand sea, its a really duney part of the western desert and sliding down really steep dues in the the jeep was much more thrilling than any roller-coaster I have ever been on, it was soooooo scary and so much fun. Wooshing down huge sand dunes is something I will never forget. The more sporty ones in our group tried their hand at sand boarding which also looked great fun, but the idea of getting back up to the top of the dune put me off (yes yes I know I am lazy). Then the next thing you have to do is to camp in the desert, the Siwi people are experts in this and set up a little camp with a constant flow of sweet sticky bedouin tea and a substantial breakfast in the morning.
You should also of course take a wander around the town of siwa and adventure around the old city walls, its all open and very easy to explore.
One thing we didnt do but a lot of people recommended, was to rent a bike and go for a relaxing ride around the luscious green olive groves, as I said we missed that one but its a reason to return. I loved Siwa, I know I sound a bit like the Egyptian tourist board but the place is bloody amazing and it is good for the soul. Peace xx
Below are some pics and a video of us going down the dune its the wrong way around so if anyone knows how to fix that pls tell me :)