In quest of learning Spanish I am still in Spain, where I attended summer school in Alicante. The biggest problem is that I have lost my English (I don’t know why, but even this message I begun composing with both languages (English and Spanish in my mind). Let’s hope it’s temporary. But this message I wanted to send because there is La Rambla not only in Barcelona, but also in Alicante, a bit different though, how you’ll see.
Yesterday, I joined one of my closest friends in celebrating her twenty-somethingth birthday in a cemetery.
Yep, you read that right: in a cemetery. Before you get some crazy ideas in your head, I’ll go right ahead and tell it to you straight. We spent the afternoon hanging out with a big group of kids in a cemetery as part of ATD Fourth World‘s Festival of Learning.
When my friend Cel first told me about ATD, I was completely clueless. All she said was that they are an international nonprofit organization that worked with the less fortunate–in this particular instance, kids. I looked them up online and discovered that ATD stood for “All Together in Dignity,” and that they’re one of the groups fighting the good fight against poverty. They started in France in 1957, and have gone on to spread to over 30 countries, including the Philippines. Their name is perfect given their cause, because at the root of it, what they really want is to restore everyone’s dignity.
Cel was very excited about the Festival of Learning because it centered on exposing kids to storytelling and arts and crafts. Since our barkada (Filipino for group of friends) leaned more toward artsy things — we came together in our high school Glee Club, even before the TV series Glee became popular — the activity sounded perfect for us.
And that was how my friends and I ended up in Manila North Cemetery one hot Sunday afternoon.
If you want to find out how you can support ATD-Philippines, check out their Facebook page here.
Fantastic work! :)
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And the ATD website.
In Uganda, there are a lot of roadside merchants. They hawk all kinds of locally-grown food and handmade wares. Of the non-food items, there is a rich variety of items including: loofas, three-legged stools, furniture, and drums.
Ugandans love to sing, dance, and perform, particularly the children. Critical to these dance recitals is background music, which is usually provided by a variety of locally-made drums.
Wonderful shot! :)
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This is my second post in my series with retro photos from Israel: «Israel 1970′s». This time I’ve also chosen to add a photo that was sent to me by one of my contacts. It’s from one of Johnny Cash’s many visits to Jerusalem. His first visit took place in 1966 when Mr. Cash was thirty-four. The other photos, also from my contact, is typical family photos of the era.
The photo of Johnny Cash most likely belongs to Jerusalem Post Archives, because I know that they shot some photos of Mr. Cash on this visit. I’m not sure about the year, but perhaps this was on Johnny Cash and June Carters honeymoon to Israel in 1969?
If you’re interested you can read more about Johnny Cash and his trips to Israel here: www.patheos.com/blogs/religionnow/2013/09/johnny-cash-is-in-the-promised-land/
Or,even better: check out more Black & White photos in Paula’s post: bopaula.wordpress.com/2014/03/02/bw-sunday-the-big-o-party/
Wonderful shots! :)
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Arriving in the Philippines before Christmas, our first stop was the Ifugao Rice Terraces of the Cordillera Mountains in North Luzon. A nine-hour bus ride (minimum) from Manila, with UNESCO World Heritage status, these rice terraces are spread out over an entire mountain range, in an extremely remote region, with many dating back over 2,000 years.
After an eight hour bus to Baguio, where we stayed overnight, and a further six hour journey, spent gazing at the breathtaking scenery passing us by, we finally made it to the hard-to-reach, (very) small town of Sagada.
Sagada was a breath of fresh air for us, quite literally. The sky was blue, temperatures were warm, but not hot. It was a small, sleepy town built-in to the mountains. There were guesthouses and restaurants to cater for the trickle of backpackers that make it here every day, and there was no traffic on the town’s main street. Local children were out in force playing football and basketball, families went for late afternoon walks, and almost everybody it seemed was outside, enjoying the cool mountain air, scenery and relaxed pace of life.
Great shots, must have been a wonderful trip!
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I have always wanted to live near the coast, have my own private time watching the waves and the sunset whenever I feel like. I didn’t actually look for it. It just happened to be Bali and IHF and to have the advantage of helping others, and learn so many things from the children while I have my dream come true. Actually both things are dreams came true. We come here to help the children, but I think in the end they are the ones who are helping us. I would like to give them as many great moments as they are giving to me. They are very joyful almost all the time. And when they are not they sniff in such a funny way that it’s impossible not to smile.Some of them act like bossy, some of them are just sly and the oldest ones very caring with the smallest ones.They come from different villages, from different backgrounds and different religions. But they just seem to get on so well and help each others when they don’t understand something. I am having a week of being closer to the kids and getting to know them better. This is all that interests me now. Having them around me.
Lovely post, and keep up the great work!
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I hadn’t made it more than thirty yards down the street from the entrance to our homestay in Southern Wayanad, in Kerala, before I was joined by several local children who’d been playing in the yard of a nearby house.
As they ran out to intercept me, one of them said “Hello” to me in English, and when I said hello back, they all dissolved into giggles as they ran ahead of me in the street. I asked them what they were doing, and in response, I got another wave of giggles. One of the smaller boys held up a dragonfly, which he had captured and was holding by its wings, for me to see. The air was thick with dragonflies, fluttering lazily in the heat. Another boy had picked a purple flower from the side of the road and held it out for me, too, until he received what seemed to be too much teasing from his friends, and he ran off to the front of the group, shouting in Malayalam.
I motioned to my camera and said, “photo?” They happily complied, jostling each other into a line across the middle of the road:
Amazing kids! :)
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The joyful, striking leader of the clan: the girl of the sea. In search for food, sweets and money on the island of Mabul, Malaysia.
A Chinese kid handed out sweets to these children of the Bajau people, on the condition that they would stand in a line and evenly divide the sweets. Even with the language barrier, the kids understood what he was saying and followed his wishes.
(Since we couldn’t choose between these two options, we decided to post them both)
Which one do you like most?
Hard to choose, let’s see what people think? :)
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Can’t Buy Them Love
It is my wish that you may have a better and freer life than I have had. Recommend virtue to your children; it alone, not money, can make them happy. I speak from experience; this was what upheld me in time of misery.
-Ludwig van Beethoven
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ichyfeet @ Penang, Malaysia-Street Art/Wall Painting 脚痒@槟城,马来西亚-壁画
Wonderful shots, good to get kids participating in art. :)
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No Play Time Right Now, Artwork by Marla Hoover
I wanted a painting so different from what I’ve usually done and I wanted the country feel of the farm. So I came up with a girl working on “The Old Truck” and her little brother wanting to play ball. So this is what I came up with.
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Original Artwork by Marla Hoover “No Play Time Right Now”
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