Wednesday

the kindergartens

Hello there! now i have TOO MUCH things to spilled out. my brain is overloaded and can't wait to vomit all the experiences that i got for almost 2 months. this is indeed the most memorable winter holiday.
as i told you before i volunteered for 5 weeks in a small city in the south of poland. on my second week, i moved to a new kindergarten, the building is smaller, more like a house with many small rooms. but in here kids have more free time and the teachers are more warm. i love the headmaster, she's so helpful with everything. the first day i took the wrong bus to the kindergarden and i was lost. it was snowing and i called my host mom. she picked me up 30 minutes later with me almost fainted in cold. i told the headmaster about that and she somehow forced to fetched me home that day.





















So every January, Poland celebrates grandparent's day, hence the children rehearsed everyday and presented some drama and songs for their grandma and grandpa. my eyes were teary because it makes me longing for my deceased grandma. i used to sit in her lap all day. the grandparents also participate on the games, oh i hope Indonesia had this kind of event too. i spent 2 weeks in that school. i gotta admit that i love the younger children (the oldest is 5 years old). the 3 and 4 years old children love me. they grabbed my hands and ran around. on the last day, i wore my kebaya and everyone said it is stunning. the children made a circle and sang a goodbye song for me. the teachers gave me chocolate box as a farewell. i had a pleasant time there, i believe i was encountered with them for a reason.
the third kindergarten is even farther than the second one, i have to walk 15 minutes to the bus stop. i walked so slowly compare to my roommate, alexandra, who could reach the bus stop only in 7 minutes. Indonesian people walk so slow after all lol. this kindergarten has more classes and more students. they have many interesting lessons like italian language, dancing, dog lesson, sport lesson, and they invite theatrical acts and music performance to entertain the children. every day i have new things to do, my favorite game is klanza. i was very close to 2 of the teachers, Anna and Eve. when the children are having their nap-time, we have conversation despite their lack of english skill. we finally decided to grab a dinner together. it was a very fine dinner with them. i have special bond with the kids in this kindergarten because they speak english better than the former ones. i gave them heart-shaped candy on valentine's day. also the headmaster invited me to have lunch at his house, along with the family and my partner, ayoub from maroko. the house is quite modern and huge. they have billiard and massage machine inside. on my last day, the children gave me a book of their drawings. i felt really appreciated. i almost cry.
the kindergartens in poland (or europe) starts at 7am until 5 pm. it's quite a long time but the parents can pick them up anytime. they have breakfast and lunch, also nap time. they bring the children for a walk around the area almost everyday. and i have to help them put in the coat, boots, gloves before they go out. i honestly had never been dealing with many kids before. the children are curious because i only speak english and sometimes i pronounce polish words and it sounds funny for them. when i enter the room, they will run to me and hug me. they would scramble to sit on my lap. i play barbie, puzzle, and lego with them, i find it match with my childlike nature. though some of the children are thinking that i am a stranger and i would tickle them to approach. so much happiness are shared with their innocence. you would be surprise of how smart 5 years old children can be. i love them, indeed. besides giving them presentation about indonesia, i also teaching them dance with banana song and yuk keep smile song. they are very excited and remember it quickly. i'm a proud choreographer after all :p

Sunday

inspiration


I finally realized that I must do my schoolwork to keep from being ignorant, to get on in life, to become a journalist, because that's what I want! I know I can write ..., but it remains to be seen whether I really have talent ...
And if I don't have the talent to write books or newspaper articles, I can always write for myself. But I want to achieve more than that. I can't imagine living like Mother, Mrs. van Daan and all the women who go about their work and are then forgotten. I need to have something besides a husband and children to devote myself to! ...
I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death! And that's why I'm so grateful to God for having given me this gift, which I can use to develop myself and to express all that's inside me!
When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived! But, and that's a big question, will I ever be able to write something great, will I ever become a journalist or a writer?
— Anne Frank