Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Day 2 - You Zha Primary School

By 8am, all the girls were awake and busy piling on winter coats, socks and heat packs.

After the first night spent in the camping tents, the boys complained that it was too cold (yes it was from the boys, granted they were placed on the first floor and the girls were in the room on the second floor), Jinnie and Kian Seng (aka Ah Seng) decided that it would be best for the team morale if we were to move into a more comfortable and warmer sleeping place.

We then proceed to walk from the school to Nong Jia Le (农家乐) for breakfast. To our delight, it was really delicious Fen (粉) which is a more chewy version of our own glass noodles, coupled with the famous Mala sauce and Non-mala sauce.

After breakfast, Jinnie, Ah Seng and a couple of others followed He Zhu Ren (何主任) to check out our new possible accommodation, whilst the rest trotted back to school.

You Zha (油榨乡) is really a very peaceful and serene village, except the honking of the vehicles that would mercilessly disrupt the quaintness of the village. The school is located on the outskirts of the little village, easily a 1.2 - 1.5 km walk from the central market. We braved the gushing winds and winter cold by walking briskly, drawing curious stares from the locals as they watched us march our long procession. It all seemed very surreal - ancient architecture and acres of greens lined the roads; ducks in the steam; hens, dogs and little children walking alongside with you.

Later, Ah Seng and Jinnie had decided to move to the motel-inn (旅馆), and thus began our everyday walk of 5-6km. (Inn to school, School to inn for lunch, from inn back to school and lastly, from school back to inn for dinner and retire for the night).

As the days progressed, the sights did not change, but little things did. Sometimes, we may be greeted by loud chirpy voices of "老师早!" , following which the children, suddenly seemed embarrassed by their boisterous act, laughed and ran off towards the direction of the school. Along the way we did more shopping for the daily necessities (note: Khoang carried 24 bottles of mineral water by himself ! Khoang, you're the man!) , laughed, talked, practised our Dikir Barat, shared 麻辣土豆 (or mala fries), distracted and entertained ourselves from the cold by taking sudden jumping pictures and most importantly, built our camaraderie. It was only on retrospect, that such a daily mundane routine would emanate such a sense of loss and longing.

(our daily walk, stalls selling live pork is very common!, Da Chuan is one of the most badly hit areas in 512, which I only knew upon return)

(our long procession. Everyone stayed close to the sides of the road and grabbed a buddy)

We reached school at around 9.45am. Following which, PnP went to check out the library (since PnP Peeps had visited the dormitory yesterday).
(that is Chelsea - our most dedicated shutterbug, preparing for a perfect shot)
After which, PnP went to discuss the mural paintings of the dormitory and the library with He Zhu Ren (何主任). Due to an unexpected change in project scope, Gilbert (aka Ah Gong) and Wen Qing and Hwee Meng had to re-conceptualise the mural designs.

(Ah Gong and Wen Qing, our artists hard at work. Joyce, attempting too)

The rest of the team split our respective work groups (namely, 金刚战士,无敌战士,月光仙子) for interaction with the pre-school children and English lessons with the primary school children.

(the pre school-ers, affectionately called "little bouncy penguins" because they are so hyper, bouncy and due to the thick wad of clothes, they resembled little penguins when they waddled )

The pre-school was located just beside the primary school, separated by a gate. They were divided into 2 classes - 4 years old and 5-to-6years old. We taught them the ABC song, 泥娃娃, 一支手指变变变, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Hocky Pokey etc. Although it was a little difficult to capture their attention, it made our day to see their radiant smiles and chirpy voices calling out 新老师 - which we were called because the kids were too young to memorise all our names. Eventually, we did get better at teaching - the most important steps to capture their attention was 1) to change songs when they start to lose interest 2) repetitive works helped 3) start dancing hockey pokey because they loved the "Yo-o-o-o-o-o- hockey pokey" part 4) request for their songs and rhymes. And when all the above failed, which is almost never, it never hurts to have little tidbits as an exchange for good behaviour.

Be very impressed by these little bouncing apples, especially after you have requested for them to recite their favourite rhyme/songs. Their loud, cheery voices echoed off the walls as they recited in perfect enunciation would brighten up the room in an instant - their merriment enchanted you and so infectious, that you would be subconsciously drawing up a smile onto your face.

Some of us had English lessons with the primary school children.

C&W had prepared a worksheet that involved answering of simple questions. However, to our dismay, the levels of competency in the language differed from class to class, and that most of them were unaware of the alphabets. Knowing that, was a quick change in plan to teach them the alphabets instead.

The primary school children are very adorable as well ! Except for a couple of naughty kids, most of them are very keen learners and they had explicitly expressed an interest in learning the language. Some of the more studious children would even attempt to converse with us in English.

At 12 noon, we ended our lessons and went to pack our things, stuffed all the belongings and tents onto the bus, and to the new inn-motel which we would call home for the following 7 days - 桃范旅馆. Though spartan, it was spic-and-span with beds. Jinnie had sorted us into rooms, with girls occupying the second floor and guys, the third. Our bedding buddies arrangement as below:
2nd floor Room 1 - Shan Li, Chelsea and Shelby
2nd floor Room 2 - Jinnie, Kerui and Yi Bing
2nd floor Room 3 - Iris & Li Siam, Hwee Meng & Wen Qing, Eliza & Joyce, Clytia & Yiting

3rd floor Room 1 - Ah Gong, Willy and Khoang (?)
3rd floor Room 2 - Ah Seng, Alvin and Zack (?)

Our hunks, from :( to :)

After moving our stuff into the rooms, we headed back to 农家乐 for our lunch. (*insert picture of our room, hwee meng is in the picture)

I believe that was 水煮鱼

We had a longer lunch because we needed to unpack our stuff. By 2.15pm, we walked back to the school. From there, we were separated into our Work Groups (金刚,无敌,月光) . 月光 & Ah Gong would be doing the drawing for the dormitory, whilst 金刚 & 无敌 worked in the ibrary.

At the dormitory, 月光 - fully equipped with ponchos to protect the winter coats and plastic gloves, gave the dormitory walls a fresh clean coat of white wash. Some plastering work had to be done as well. Following which, Ah Gong started to draw on the walls with help from his fellow project mates.

In the library, the books had to be taken off the bookshelves because the bookshelves were to be discarded and they were blocking the wall for the mural painting. Iris and Zack did a very good job in clearing a huge pile of magazines tucked away in the corner of the library.

Before long, we realised individual efforts were too inefficient, so we started human chains!

After that, we swept the floor carefully to prevent damage to the books on the floor. And started drawing ! Human chains continued.

And then there were KOPI SOHs, who so nicely prepared hot drinks for us! Hot drinks are the best in winters because they can double up as hand warmers too !

Around 6.30pm, we were told to have our dinner in the school tuckshop.


After dinner, we had some time to spare. So we interacted with the children.

While others stayed in the library practising the songs and discussing the programmes for the next day, drawing of mural continued in the library.

At 7.45pm, we left the school and walked back to the inn in the dark, carrying our torch lights.

Debrief was held at 9.45pm. There was just a little problem, between 20 of us there were only 2 toilets.


Exhausted we were.

That's all for Day 2 ! pardon the brevity

Regards,
Miss Paparazzi

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