Okay... so now as well as being responsible for keeping the kindergarten blogsite running as well as my own I now have their public facebook page and the 'closed' whānau facebook group to manage. Definitely time to up-skill some of my colleagues - at least they all know how to use facebook to an extent already which is a definite bonus! It has been a steep learning curve for me though figuring out how to set up groups, pages and inventing a persona for the kindergarten so I don't end up personally 'friending' every parent etc in order to add them to the group!
We are constantly trying to figure out ways in which to engage our kindergarten community more with what we are doing, make sure information reaches everyone and that we do so in an accessible way. I can't really see us ever having the time, let alone the technology on hand to 'tweet' on twitter - but hopefully facebook will help engage some of those we miss with newsletters getting lost before being read etc and passwords forgotten for logging in to the blogsite.
In some ways it feels like we are putting distance between us, an electronic interface rather than face to face, yet some parents we don't see as other relatives or caregivers drop off and collect the children. Others have english as a second or third language and (unsurprisingly!) prefer to have the time to read what we have to say rather than make sense of a message given amidst the hustle and bustle of kindergarten whilst also trying to keep track of a toddler in tow.
It is interesting seeing the facebook persona of people too, the sides of them you never knew about - admittedly sometimes this isn't always a positive experience when politics and senses of humour vary greatly from my own - but it helps understand the community we're working with. If that is what they really believe then we probably have to work one heck of a lot harder at getting across what we're trying to achieve for their children and for our society.
Hopefully I'll manage to keep up with blogging and facebooking for both home and work yet keep the balance right without feeling like I'm living more online than face to face.
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
Sunday, March 04, 2012
practical preparation
It's a bit overwhelming at times the number of things you need to think about when going to a country you've never been to before. It isn't something I do very often and each time I feel like it catches me out and I feel really unprepared, which isn't something I'm particularly comfortable with.
In 2003 I got offered the chance to go with my colleagues to visit some development projects in Guatemala. As finance officer I didn't usually get to go on such trips but we had just been awarded an EC Overseas Aid grant which comes with rather stringent reporting criteria so my job was to try to get that across to their finance team whilst Dory and Jake talked project progress with their local counterparts and headed over the border to Belize for a meeting.
I got 5 days notice that I was going! So I went shopping in my lunch break for suitable clothing and got the bus home early and headed straight to my GPs. An extremely helpful nurse went through her stock and jabbed me full of everything she thought I'd need - sadly by then the polio top up didn't come on a sugar cube which would've helped the medicine go down, but she did give me a wine gum afterwards! Apparently one of the jags should've been had 2 months before travel but c'est la vie.
So, knowing next to no Spanish and never having left Europe before, I was off. We came in to Guatemala City over the top of shanty towns and were met off the plane by soldiers with guns, no doubt to escort the 'deportees at the back of the plane' who had been told over the intercom to remain seated until the rest of us had disembarked. And that was just the start of the culture shocks!
Since then I've been to Thailand (to visit my cousin and uncle) and the Philippines (for the FWCC Asia West Pacific Section gathering last year), both of which have also well and truly pushed me out of my comfort zone. I am not what you'd call a natural traveller, at least not outwith English speaking countries (of assorted varieties!). I don't tend to choose to go to such places for pleasure and am full of admiration for those who tiki tour around the world seemingly without a worry, relying on phrasebooks and gesture to solve any problems that may arise.
So, Kenya. I've had various vaccinations with more to come (still dithering over typhoid...). I'm getting conflicting advice from all sides, even within the essential info from the organisors about various health/malaria issues. Being advised not to carry much cash on the one hand and then next thing being given a great long list of things we'll have to pay cash for... My head is spinning! Part of me is thinking that 5 days notice of travel wasn't such a bad thing after all, there simply wasn't time to worry about things - as long as the cat got fed whilst I was away all would be fine!
I got used to cleaning my teeth with bottled water remarkably quickly in the Phillipines, and several holidays in Greece meant putting loo roll in the bin not down the toilet was old hat. I've no idea what plumbing in Kenya is like - hopefully not squat loos as my dodgy joints don't half make that awkward, there are only so many things in a public loo one is prepared to touch to push/pull yourself back up again!
On top of all this I'm still trying to figure out packing - especially given I've got almost a week in one of the coldest cities in this country directly before I fly out! I want to travel light so I have room to take things to leave there (one of my fellow reps is going on to do voluntary work at a project and is taking donated material to them for children's clothing) and room to bring things back - I'd love to bring back some local fabrics if I can but no idea if I'll manage that! In some ways it does seem a bit daft lugging material back and forth like that but there you go.
So there are some complicated calculations going on regarding what I can leave in Auckland between Dunedin and Kenya to collect on my return or from YM two weeks later. Bearing in mind of course that I'm flying on dinky local planes here as well as international jumbo jets, so have tighter luggage restrictions for those sections of the journey.
To those who apparently still think representing our YM overseas is a nice little junket trip I give you the Tui advert response - yeah right...
In 2003 I got offered the chance to go with my colleagues to visit some development projects in Guatemala. As finance officer I didn't usually get to go on such trips but we had just been awarded an EC Overseas Aid grant which comes with rather stringent reporting criteria so my job was to try to get that across to their finance team whilst Dory and Jake talked project progress with their local counterparts and headed over the border to Belize for a meeting.
I got 5 days notice that I was going! So I went shopping in my lunch break for suitable clothing and got the bus home early and headed straight to my GPs. An extremely helpful nurse went through her stock and jabbed me full of everything she thought I'd need - sadly by then the polio top up didn't come on a sugar cube which would've helped the medicine go down, but she did give me a wine gum afterwards! Apparently one of the jags should've been had 2 months before travel but c'est la vie.
So, knowing next to no Spanish and never having left Europe before, I was off. We came in to Guatemala City over the top of shanty towns and were met off the plane by soldiers with guns, no doubt to escort the 'deportees at the back of the plane' who had been told over the intercom to remain seated until the rest of us had disembarked. And that was just the start of the culture shocks!
Since then I've been to Thailand (to visit my cousin and uncle) and the Philippines (for the FWCC Asia West Pacific Section gathering last year), both of which have also well and truly pushed me out of my comfort zone. I am not what you'd call a natural traveller, at least not outwith English speaking countries (of assorted varieties!). I don't tend to choose to go to such places for pleasure and am full of admiration for those who tiki tour around the world seemingly without a worry, relying on phrasebooks and gesture to solve any problems that may arise.
So, Kenya. I've had various vaccinations with more to come (still dithering over typhoid...). I'm getting conflicting advice from all sides, even within the essential info from the organisors about various health/malaria issues. Being advised not to carry much cash on the one hand and then next thing being given a great long list of things we'll have to pay cash for... My head is spinning! Part of me is thinking that 5 days notice of travel wasn't such a bad thing after all, there simply wasn't time to worry about things - as long as the cat got fed whilst I was away all would be fine!
I got used to cleaning my teeth with bottled water remarkably quickly in the Phillipines, and several holidays in Greece meant putting loo roll in the bin not down the toilet was old hat. I've no idea what plumbing in Kenya is like - hopefully not squat loos as my dodgy joints don't half make that awkward, there are only so many things in a public loo one is prepared to touch to push/pull yourself back up again!
On top of all this I'm still trying to figure out packing - especially given I've got almost a week in one of the coldest cities in this country directly before I fly out! I want to travel light so I have room to take things to leave there (one of my fellow reps is going on to do voluntary work at a project and is taking donated material to them for children's clothing) and room to bring things back - I'd love to bring back some local fabrics if I can but no idea if I'll manage that! In some ways it does seem a bit daft lugging material back and forth like that but there you go.
So there are some complicated calculations going on regarding what I can leave in Auckland between Dunedin and Kenya to collect on my return or from YM two weeks later. Bearing in mind of course that I'm flying on dinky local planes here as well as international jumbo jets, so have tighter luggage restrictions for those sections of the journey.
To those who apparently still think representing our YM overseas is a nice little junket trip I give you the Tui advert response - yeah right...
Sunday, February 19, 2012
pre-conference nerves
A few weeks ago I had an email conversation with Chris who was part of my amazing Management Group when I was the adminstrator for WGYF. She has been involved with the organising of the upcoming World Conference of Friends in Kenya this April that we'll both be going to.
Aside from being extremely excited about reconnecting with so many much missed Friends from other events and parts of my life my overwhelming feeling about going to the World Conference is a sense of trepidation. I was trying to explain to Chris why I found the prospect so scary, there was a great long list of reasons from arriving at Nairobi airport alone (how glad I was to have arrived in Manila with Thomas last year when we couldn't find our lift to the Asia West Pacific Section Gathering!), to the sheer size of the gathering - about a thousand people, and I feel peopled out at times during a week of 120 at our Summer Gathering! To coping with jetlag (something I really don't do very well) to facilitating adults in a home group, rather than 3 & 4yr olds who are my more usual age group these days. From brain overload (I'll have just been to an early childhood education conference for 4 days before flying out) to balancing getting to know new people and catching up with much loved F/friends I haven't seen in years... and so the list went on.
But this weekend I was catching up on some blog reading (due to feeling decidedly lousy thanks to a Hep B vaccination on Friday) and got around to reading a backlog of posts on Rachel's blog that I've been meaning to find time for for a while. She was going to be at the World Conference which I was so delighted about as we'd become very close during the WGYF planning, but for various reasons she now isn't, since getting her email saying so she had been much on my mind. Reading her posts I started to get clarity on what the underlying fear is that I have about the World Conference that makes the others pale into insignificance, it is the fear of being called.
When I attended the FWCC Triennial in Auckland in 2004 my life changed abruptly, from that moment on I spent the next 18mths of my life living and breathing, let alone organising, the World Gathering of Young Friends depsite having decided some years previously that I'd done my bit for Young Friends thank you very much and it really was someone else's time. Not only that but that trip to Aotearoa New Zealand had other far reaching effects on my life - well I'm here aren't I! Having said I would be the most unlikely candidate for emigration I ended up moving about as far away from home as was physically possible, ending up studying for an entirely new career (not ever really having had one before, unless being a 'professional' Quaker counts!) and embarking on a totally new life.
At WGYF itself there was no room in life for any more leadings, after all 6 weeks after it happened I was off on a plane to be Resident Friend in Wellington! But this time? I don't think I want another major life upheaval right now thank you very much, but since when has 'want' had anything to do with things? I have this resigned feeling that something else is going to be asked of me and I don't know what it is or what it might involve, but as is the way with such things I know there is no point trying to run away and hide from it as it will find me regardless.
But as Tom Petty so wisely pointed out 'the waiting is the hardest part...'
Aside from being extremely excited about reconnecting with so many much missed Friends from other events and parts of my life my overwhelming feeling about going to the World Conference is a sense of trepidation. I was trying to explain to Chris why I found the prospect so scary, there was a great long list of reasons from arriving at Nairobi airport alone (how glad I was to have arrived in Manila with Thomas last year when we couldn't find our lift to the Asia West Pacific Section Gathering!), to the sheer size of the gathering - about a thousand people, and I feel peopled out at times during a week of 120 at our Summer Gathering! To coping with jetlag (something I really don't do very well) to facilitating adults in a home group, rather than 3 & 4yr olds who are my more usual age group these days. From brain overload (I'll have just been to an early childhood education conference for 4 days before flying out) to balancing getting to know new people and catching up with much loved F/friends I haven't seen in years... and so the list went on.
But this weekend I was catching up on some blog reading (due to feeling decidedly lousy thanks to a Hep B vaccination on Friday) and got around to reading a backlog of posts on Rachel's blog that I've been meaning to find time for for a while. She was going to be at the World Conference which I was so delighted about as we'd become very close during the WGYF planning, but for various reasons she now isn't, since getting her email saying so she had been much on my mind. Reading her posts I started to get clarity on what the underlying fear is that I have about the World Conference that makes the others pale into insignificance, it is the fear of being called.
When I attended the FWCC Triennial in Auckland in 2004 my life changed abruptly, from that moment on I spent the next 18mths of my life living and breathing, let alone organising, the World Gathering of Young Friends depsite having decided some years previously that I'd done my bit for Young Friends thank you very much and it really was someone else's time. Not only that but that trip to Aotearoa New Zealand had other far reaching effects on my life - well I'm here aren't I! Having said I would be the most unlikely candidate for emigration I ended up moving about as far away from home as was physically possible, ending up studying for an entirely new career (not ever really having had one before, unless being a 'professional' Quaker counts!) and embarking on a totally new life.
At WGYF itself there was no room in life for any more leadings, after all 6 weeks after it happened I was off on a plane to be Resident Friend in Wellington! But this time? I don't think I want another major life upheaval right now thank you very much, but since when has 'want' had anything to do with things? I have this resigned feeling that something else is going to be asked of me and I don't know what it is or what it might involve, but as is the way with such things I know there is no point trying to run away and hide from it as it will find me regardless.
But as Tom Petty so wisely pointed out 'the waiting is the hardest part...'
gone, but not forgotten
A few weeks ago a much loved Australian YF died in a car crash, thought to be intentional. Due to facebook the word quickly spread as F/friends shared their grief, loss and pain. But also, as the days went past, the quirky stories, the photographs, the happy memories - a wonderful testimony to the memory of Juchie. Photos I had already uploaded of Australia YM in Perth 2005 were revisited and tagged with his name.
Prompted by this I started the hunt for photos from the WGYF Year Ahead Event in Glenthorne, Sept 2004 which Juchie had attended along with a few other Aussie YFs. So far I've only found a handful of them so I'll need to retrieve another box at some point. However it did spur me on to upload some other photos I'd been meaning to scan and share for some time. So I embarked on my YFCC collection.
Having attended from 1987-1992 there are a fair few photos, and so far I've scanned and uploaded 1987 and 1988. Going through them is not only a huge trip down memory lane, but a stark reminder of how many others of my generation of YFs have had their lives cut short one way or another. I can't but wonder as I post the pictures how many others in them have died that somehow I haven't heard about yet.
It is actually quite disconcerting to add up the number of friends who have lost their lives young, going right back to school days. By the time I was 18 I'd lost at least five friends to a mixture of suicide, injury and medical complications, yet I was yet to lose a grandparent and the only family deaths I'd experienced were great aunts and uncles that I'd barely known.
A couple of days ago the toddler brother of one of our kindergarten children was run over in his own driveway and killed, another tragic loss, especially for the family but also the local community. I can't help but feel for the youngsters who will no doubt long remember Kohen in the way that I remember Richard - someone who by this time I would quite probably have otherwise forgotten about had it not been for him being my first friend to die.
We don't forget them, they stay with us as William Penn puts so memorably, and as long as we remember they are never truely gone.
Prompted by this I started the hunt for photos from the WGYF Year Ahead Event in Glenthorne, Sept 2004 which Juchie had attended along with a few other Aussie YFs. So far I've only found a handful of them so I'll need to retrieve another box at some point. However it did spur me on to upload some other photos I'd been meaning to scan and share for some time. So I embarked on my YFCC collection.
Having attended from 1987-1992 there are a fair few photos, and so far I've scanned and uploaded 1987 and 1988. Going through them is not only a huge trip down memory lane, but a stark reminder of how many others of my generation of YFs have had their lives cut short one way or another. I can't but wonder as I post the pictures how many others in them have died that somehow I haven't heard about yet.
It is actually quite disconcerting to add up the number of friends who have lost their lives young, going right back to school days. By the time I was 18 I'd lost at least five friends to a mixture of suicide, injury and medical complications, yet I was yet to lose a grandparent and the only family deaths I'd experienced were great aunts and uncles that I'd barely known.
A couple of days ago the toddler brother of one of our kindergarten children was run over in his own driveway and killed, another tragic loss, especially for the family but also the local community. I can't help but feel for the youngsters who will no doubt long remember Kohen in the way that I remember Richard - someone who by this time I would quite probably have otherwise forgotten about had it not been for him being my first friend to die.
We don't forget them, they stay with us as William Penn puts so memorably, and as long as we remember they are never truely gone.
Thursday, February 09, 2012
Being Salt & Light
I can't remember if I've said on here before or not yet (probably not given how rarely I've been blogging over the last year!) but I'll be one of 6 representatives from Aotearoa/New Zealand Yearly Meeting going to the 6th World Conference of Friends in Kenya in April this year.
Recently we had a couple of days of discussions at Mt Eden QMH in Auckland looking at the theme 'Being Salt and Light: Friends living the Kingdom of God in a broken world' (the organisors capitals not mine!) and accompanying study booklet. Of course being liberal Quakers we therefore discussed what we understood by salt, light, kingdom of god, god and a broken world! Having straightforward universally accepted truths on such matters isn't really our way... but of course for some Friends from other traditions there is a much greater shared understanding and certainty, with more 'conventional' answers and no doubt more clearly articulated too!
It was such a priviledge to have have most of a Saturday and a few hours of Sunday set aside to talk about the World Conference with Friends. One of the other reps drove 4hrs each way to be with us on the Saturday, I spent about 13hrs sitting on buses to get there and back, but it was worth every minute of it. One of the delights and challenges of international Quaker events is having time to really get to grips with each others' faiths, its similarities and differences, but if you haven't had time to spend looking at that with people from your own tradition it is extremely hard to explain it to someone from another.
Recently we had a couple of days of discussions at Mt Eden QMH in Auckland looking at the theme 'Being Salt and Light: Friends living the Kingdom of God in a broken world' (the organisors capitals not mine!) and accompanying study booklet. Of course being liberal Quakers we therefore discussed what we understood by salt, light, kingdom of god, god and a broken world! Having straightforward universally accepted truths on such matters isn't really our way... but of course for some Friends from other traditions there is a much greater shared understanding and certainty, with more 'conventional' answers and no doubt more clearly articulated too!
It was such a priviledge to have have most of a Saturday and a few hours of Sunday set aside to talk about the World Conference with Friends. One of the other reps drove 4hrs each way to be with us on the Saturday, I spent about 13hrs sitting on buses to get there and back, but it was worth every minute of it. One of the delights and challenges of international Quaker events is having time to really get to grips with each others' faiths, its similarities and differences, but if you haven't had time to spend looking at that with people from your own tradition it is extremely hard to explain it to someone from another.
We've got a seminar at the Quaker Settlement in Whanganui 24-26th Feb again based on the theme and focusing a little more on the event itself which (hopefully!) all of the reps and others will be attending to take us a step further along our shared journey, after all these events are always about and affect the lives of far more than those who actually attend.
One very exciting aspect of the World Conference for me is the opportunity to be reunited with Friends from WGYF 2005, my time with FWCC EMES and from being a part of Britain Yearly Meeting for many years. I have to keep focusing on that and try to ignore the fact that the event will be about 1000 people strong, which is dauntingly large for a country bumpkin like myself who gets peopled out at events like Summer Gathering with about 120 people present!
One very exciting aspect of the World Conference for me is the opportunity to be reunited with Friends from WGYF 2005, my time with FWCC EMES and from being a part of Britain Yearly Meeting for many years. I have to keep focusing on that and try to ignore the fact that the event will be about 1000 people strong, which is dauntingly large for a country bumpkin like myself who gets peopled out at events like Summer Gathering with about 120 people present!
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