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Just Add Water

At the end of June, the staff, interns, volunteers, and kids of TYO held what we’ve lovingly referred to as “Water Day.” The kids played about thirty minutes of soccer before volunteers began to emerge from the shadows of the Center, carrying mysterious baskets, bags, and buckets overflowing with the water balloons we’d spent hours preparing. I could practically hear the “Rocky” theme song as I watched, preparing for an epic afternoon. Nothing breaths life into a childhood memory quite like a water balloon or two.

Intern Cate and I got our kids settled in a large circle for a game of “Drip, Drip, Drop” – like Duck, Duck, Goose only instead of yelling “Goose!” the kid dumps a full cup of water on his/her target’s head (also, we decided to throw water balloons in lieu of tagging.) Cate and I jovially agreed to play, and mere moments after settling onto the concrete I had a water cascading down my forehead as I sputtered a laugh and tried to maintain control of my cotton-candy pink balloon.

The kids had a blast, and we learned a few interesting tidbits as well. Little Izz, for example, is only slightly slower than the speed of sound. The kids, who we worried might stick with their friends, turned out to be equal-opportunity soakers. Kids soaked teachers, teachers soaked volunteers, water balloons both missed and connected with their targets as everybody tried to figure out the best way to launch a balloon with a mixture of velocity and precision.

It was a ton of fun. Toward the end of the day, as we started to settle the kids and get them ready for the bus, I leaned down to pick up a small balloon that hadn’t popped. Before I could get back up, a tidal wave connected, Rose Bowl style, with the back of my neck. I turned to see our adorable Lin frozen in place with a now-empty bucket, grinning. As I stared at her in mock shock and teasing anger, I was hit with that profound realization that you’re in the middle of a memory that will last for years beyond its expiration.

So although I was still picking water balloon pieces out of my hair hours later, Water Day was a hit. My favorite moments here at TYO are those that transcend age and culture – the moments that emphasize our commonalities rather than our differences. And everyone, as it turns out, enjoys a good water balloon fight.

-Amy

Amy is a summer intern at TYO Nablus.

Monday Field Day at El-Ein Refugee Camp

Last Monday TYO spent its weekly field visit in the Hamdi Manko Center, a large, open space near El-Ein refugee camp. We were greeted by fifty excited children, some who were familiar with TYO and some who were new to our program. Ahmad, a current TYO Core Program participant, introduced each and every single one of our staff members to his friends. We were ecstatic to see that Ahmad had relationships with not just one or two, but was close to each one of us. We fell in love with TYO all over again, understanding that it is a center built on meaningful connections between our staff members, volunteers, and, of course, children.

Despite growing up in difficult circumstances, we found that even the new children opened up to us quickly. Haitham, one of our wonderful Core Teachers, had students stand in a circle and introduce themselves differently. One of the boys, Mohammad, introduced himself as Hammodah, the loving nickname his mother has for him.

We played together for hours and, eventually, ended our day with one of our favorite TYO games: parachute!

- Ala

Ala is a Core Program Teacher at TYO Nablus.

A Small Sense of Permanency

Each Thursday, we finish our regularly scheduled classes with a camp-wide Sports Day; a fun-filled afternoon of soccer, blob tag, games, laughter, sunny weather, relay races, and just overall exuberance. It’s great to see as my kids begin to leave behind their shyness and self-consciousness in favor of giddiness and a bit of a competitive spirit. This past week, one of my students even proceeded (with a great amount of animation and hand gestures) to break down the steps and rules of a certain game for me and many of her classmates.

When I think about my first day of class, when sixteen 8-10 year olds filed into my Arts and Crafts class and quietly took their seats with looks of mild apprehension, the contrast to our Thursday Sports Days is even more striking. That first class, I had expected chaos; I hadn’t prepared for the quiet.

After our initial icebreaker, I asked my students to think about how our class resembles a box of crayons. I didn’t get much of a response but I still hope I was able to get across my message about uniqueness and coming together to create something bigger and more beautiful than ourselves. We drew self-portraits and did our best to draw other things and people all the students love as well.

Across the board, there was one theme that was nearly ubiquitous in all my students’ drawings: a house. Whether it was shaped like a pyramid, filled with trees and flowers, or was slightly indecipherable, the idea of a physical home was prominently displayed and in some cases even overtook the other aspects of their portraits. In this moment, my appreciation for TYO’s work reached a whole new level. For many of my students, nothing in their lives has a sense of permanency, even their homes; everything is fluid. On our intern tour of the Old City, Chelsey, our internship coordinator, had stopped a few too many times to point out a building that had once stood at our very footsteps.

TYO provides not only a permanent physical space for kids to be kids but a larger community that is strong and pervasive. It’s an honor to be a part of this “house.”

- Cate

Cate is a summer intern at TYO Nablus.

The Super Seven

In between the critical thinking skills, confidence boosting, English proficiency, and creativity, the interns of TYO have one very simple, but indispensable goal – providing a space for kids to be kids.

The Super Seven – interns Alex, Amy, Cate, Mark, Megan, Samin, and Tala – are off and running. Some of us are first time teachers and some are not. Some incorporate the teachings of leading pedagogues and some spend the evenings memorizing Raffi songs. We’ve debated the value of games, activities, and techniques over our friendly neighborhood falafel sandwiches. But, at the end of the day, we just want our kids to enter our classrooms ready to relax, have some fun and, insha’allah, maybe learn a little something, too.

Each intern faces unique challenges. Samin teaches English to 9-11 year olds. Developing a flexible and evolving curricula is definitely a complex task. Furthermore, because English is already taught in formal schooling, Samin is also tasked with developing fun, unique teaching methods in line with the informal, psychosocial approach promoted at TYO. How has she responded? She plans to boost students’ sense of self while cleverly incorporating vocabulary with her “Who am I?” unit this summer. Stay tuned to the TYO blog for updates on Sly Samin’s progress in the classroom.

Alex and I are working to implement TYO’s first Creative Thinking curriculum. Our goals range from encouraging creative problem solving to providing a space for unabated self-expression. “I just want to make them laugh,” Alex tells me, her arms full of school supplies. “If they’re laughing, they’re having fun.”

Although our strategies vary as much as our favorite Shawarma, we all agree on one thing: it’s all about the kids. Stick with us for updates, projects, victories, whimsical mishaps, and lots more as the Super Seven and TYO’s awesome staff and volunteers work to serve the Nablus community. This is gonna be good.

- Amy

Amy is a summer intern at TYO Nablus.

Diving Headfirst into Summer

The Core Program revitalized the building here in Nablus last week. The voices, cheer, excitement, and sheer wonder breathed air into the lungs of TYO. Their arrival marks only the beginning of our summer programming, however. This week, we’re back in rhythm and jumping right into a full schedule of classes and projects.

Of course, we’ve got a whole bunch of fresh faces in the building. A new crop of great interns has arrived, and having spent the past ten days or so orienting and acclimating, eyes wide and ears open, the seven of them are ready for business. They are eager and rearing to get started, teaching a wide scope of courses from nutritious cooking and women’s fitness to photography and critical thinking. They’re a diverse and talented group about to set off on an amazing journey. It looks to be another great session.

Today, we launched the first of our summer Field Days, effectively taking the TYO show on the road and out into the neighborhoods of the people we have served here at the TYO Center for the past three and a half years. Pulling together a dream team of sorts, including Core Program teachers, international interns, staff members, and university-student volunteers, we’ll be traveling throughout the summer to all the refugee camps of Nablus (as well as the Old City) to offer two hours of fun programming, every Monday, for all those children that might not be fortunate enough to attend TYO from week to week. The first day at Askar Refugee camp was great fun, allowing us to reach nearly two hundred new children and spread the TYO message far and wide.

In June, six university students from Students of the World (SOW) will join us in Nablus.  Their national team, volunteer film crew, comprised of members from universities across the United States, will spend a month with us in Nablus, documenting our new activities and foundational programs. (Check it out: SOW’s NYU chapter spent June 2009 with us and produced this wonderful video.) We are absolutely thrilled to have SOW back in the building.

The TYO-MEPI literacy program completed five trainings this month on a variety of topics, including Scholastic’s My Arabic library, leadership, volunteerism, education, and civic engagement. The program’s volunteer corps grew by an additional fifteen local volunteers and seven international interns. This summer, they will teach 220 children (ages 6 -12) how to read.

Triple Exposure is snapping away, homework help is packed four days a week, and the Midnight Football League is rocking out three nights a week. The soccer league added in two new age groups, including a mix-gendered league for the seven to ten year-olds of Khallet al-Amood. Maybe the next Mia Hamm is in our midst…

Busy times here in Nablus! And following all our May planning, it feels great to have the beating heart of the community back  in the building.

Intern Journal: Learning to draw

While all of the other children started drawing and decorating self-portraits of themselves in the present and in the future, Mahmoud sat still staring absent-mindedly at the table filled with art supplies. His brother Ahmad tried to give him oil pastels and paper, but Mahmoud refused to take them. He exclaimed that he just wanted to sit and not draw anything, but something made me feel that there was some other reason Mahmoud did not want to draw.

Over the past few weeks, I had noticed that Mahmoud never picked up a marker or crayon voluntarily during free time drawing despite the wide variety of colors and choices. Even when he finally picked one up, he would often just hold it in his hand and not use it. This lack of interest in doodling or drawing baffled me considering the fact that he continued to come week after week to my Arts & Crafts class. He was a good student who always listened carefully during storytelling, helped clean up at the end of class and was generally in a good mood. Why did he not want to color and draw like the other children?

I sat down at the table next to Mahmoud and started drawing my own self-portrait in hopes that maybe that would encourage him to start drawing. When that failed, I called over my translator Waleed to see if he could ask him why he did not want to draw. Mahmoud responded, “I don’t know how to draw. I can’t do it.” I quickly said, “Anyone can draw! Here I will teach you. It’s all about experimenting and having fun.”

For the rest of the class period, Mahmoud happily drew portraits of himself in the present and portraits of himself in the future as a teacher. As I watched him, I started to think about his response to my earlier question. Before coming to TYO, Mahmoud probably did not have the chance to express himself creatively and as a result, he did not think that he could do so. With a little bit of encouragement and direction though, he was now a little artist in the making. As he came running up to me waving his artwork, I could not help but smile broadly at his newly discovered enthusiasm for drawing. “Mumtaz Mahmoud!”

- Hannah

Hannah is an intern at TYO Nablus this summer.

TYO Core Program Celebrates Mid-Summer with an Open Day

The cheers and laughter could be heard throughout the neighborhood last Wednesday when more than 100 children took part in an Open Day at the TYO center. That day, TYO Core Program kids took a break from their normal classes to play games, create art, and watch a clown performance.

Each semester, TYO schedules “open days” both as a treat for the kids and as a way to introduce TYO to other Nablus community groups. This time, 30 children from AMRA organization, an NGO specializing in IT training in Nablus, joined in the fun. In this way, open days are an important way for core program participants to share what they’ve learned at TYO with kids from other organizations and neighborhoods while hopefully making some new friends along the way!

The day’s events were coordinated by TYO Sports teacher, Haitham Okeh, and included many activities learned from Right to Play trainings. Teams of kids, supervised by TYO youth volunteers, rotated through eight relay race stations. They sprinted around cones; hopped on balls; bowled; and tossed beanbags into rings. The competition was stiff, but win or loose everyone enjoyed cheering and playing throughout the afternoon.

Intern Journal: The Great Battle of the Cucumber Fields

We began our Video Class with the typical trust-falls and name games.  By the second session, we had transitioned from improvisational games to brainstorming for our first video.  By the third class, my kids had written an epic…

In our story, Saladin and Richard the Lionheart meet at The Great Battle of the Cucumber Fields in Jericho.  The whole day is witnessed by the revelers atop the hill, who have come to the cucumber farm to have a picnic.  They narrate the story of Richard arriving in Jericho and conquering the city.  Saladin hears of the cruelty of Richard’s rule, and so marches his army to liberate the city.  The battle is long and fierce, and the sides are evenly matched, but Saladin finally wins the day.  Due to his benevolence, he allows Richard to live and the two become friends.  Then, everyone dances Dabka (a popular Palestinian folk dance).

In real life, Saladin really did show mercy to Richard the Lionheart, including sending him ice and fresh fruit when Richard was sick.  The lesson of our story was that the two sides, however different, found a commonality (in our case, love of both dance and cucumbers) and became friends.

My children wrote the whole story as a poem, in three four-line stanzas.  We then divided the class into three groups, the revelers/narrators, Saladin and the Saracens, and Richard the Lionheart and the Crusaders.

But how could we film this great epic in a simple classroom?  That’s right, we couldn’t.  So, I appealed for the chance to take the children to Sebastia,  Sebastia was one of Herod the Great’s palaces, given to him by the emperor Augustus.  300 years before that, Alexander the Great had even stopped by (to destroy the city).  And on top of all that, it is the supposed location of the beheading of John the Baptist and subsequent gift to Salome.  What better place than this to make even more history.

On a hot – not a warm – a hot Sunday morning, my class set out to Sebastia in TYO’s bus, with Abu Majdi driving.  I had bought everybody swords, bows, and arrows, as well as staying up all night making togas and sashes.  Mujahed, playing Richard the Lionheart, was admiring his king’s golden sabre.  Noor, the leading reveler – and thus narrator – was sorting his picnic basket and rehearsing his lines.  Amel, lucky enough to be cast as the hero, Saladin, was taking a quick beauty nap to rest up for the big day.  But he couldn’t sleep for long because within two minutes of our bus ride, the kids began singing popular Arabic songs and clapping along with them.  Everybody loves a field trip!

The kids (and adults) arrived rarin’ to go.  Waleed, a Nabulsi local, came along to act as my translator, with Hamid, my usual volunteer, joined by Lo’ai and Maggie to help with crowd control.

Ready to act, we got to work.  On top of an ancient Roman theatre, the revelers performed their whole scene, including reaction shots to the offscreen ‘battle’ that wasn’t actually happening yet.  They had gotten wonderfully skilled at using their imagination to ‘see’ the whole battle.

As the revelers munched on their cucumbers and hummus, the two sides got dressed in their togas and sashes.  We filmed Richard’s men conquering the city, as well as Saladin and the Saracens appearing over the hill to prepare an attack on the Crusaders.

And, moments before the battle was to begin, I realized that we were overtime.  After shooting the first half of the epic, we had to run back to TYO so the children could get back to their homes on time.  The kids were upset we had to leave so quickly (it had been an hour and a half), but were a little bit grateful because of the sun beating down.

Knowing that we would return to film the actual battle and ensuing Dabka performance, they gingerly piled on the bus.  Field trip number one had a been a great success.  The whole ride home the kids asked when we could return to Sebastia to finish the film.  Unsure of the permission slips that would be needed, I said it would be as soon as possible.

But, as of yesterday, they have been celebrating.  After throwing me a surprise birthday party, I returned the favor by telling them that I have gotten permission to take the whole class back to Sebastia.  And so, this coming Sunday, The Great Battle of the Cucumber Fields will finally reach its conclusion, to be recorded by historians for centuries to come, or at least put on DVD for my kids to watch at home with their families.

And after that, we’ll all dance Dabka.

- Rick

Rick is an intern at TYO Nablus.

Intern Journal: Variations on a Familiar Theme

Over the past few weeks, I have been pondering the idea of home and what it means in the context of the lives of Palestinians. In my Arts & Crafts class last Tuesday, I read a beloved book from my childhood — The Little House by Virginia Lee Burton. As a child, this story enraptured me and I remember begging my mother to read it each night, so that I could once again see those beautiful illustrations. The entertaining and lively story follows the life of a pretty pink house who although content with her life in the country, “…was curious about the city and wondered what it would be like to live there.”

Over the next few decades, urban sprawl takes over the once beautiful countryside surrounding the little house and she finds herself lost and abandoned in the big city wedged between tall skyscrapers, apartments, subways and trains. “She didn’t like living in the city. At night she used to dream of the country and the fields of daisies and the apple trees dancing.” Although rejected and ignored by the thousands who passed her each day, the Little House is one day saved by the great-great-granddaughter of the man who originally built the pretty Little House oh so long ago. The great-great-granddaughter then moves her from the dirty and noisy city back into the countryside filled with daisies and apple trees where “once again she is lived in and taken care of.”

The story seems simple enough, but last week, when I began to read the book to my class, I found myself looking at it with a completely different set of eyes. What did this story mean to children who grew up knowing their families were from places and houses they had never seen, but had only heard about like Jaffa and Haifa? Places where you can see the vast and endless Mediterranean Ocean, where checkpoints do not exist, where the freedom of movement is not even a question. Every person deserves a place to call home and a country to call their homeland, but this right is not extended to the ten million Palestinians worldwide with about five million of all Palestinians currently registered as refugees with UNRWA. Will the children in my classes ever return to take care of and live in their family homes just like the great-great granddaughter of the man who built the Little House did? Will they ever feel the ocean breeze and play in the crashing waves far from the crowded and cramped refugee camps — the only place they’ve ever known as home? Insha’Allah they will.

-Hannah

Hannah is an intern at TYO Nablus

In the Media: Hollywood goes to the West Bank (VIDEO)

TYO is thrilled to be featured in Palestine Note CEO Fadi Elsalameen’s recent column on The Huffington Post, “Smart Power: Hollywood goes to the West Bank.” We are indeed very proud to contribute to the smart power that Elsalameen cites, including providing children and youth in Nablus with enriching and innovative summer programming and activities.

Why would an American youth who grew up in Hollywood, worked there as an assistant director on TV shows, a graduate of Johns Hopkins School of Advanced International studies want to live and work in the West Bank city of Nablus?

It’s the same reason anyone would want to live and work anywhere else in the world: the opportunity and the reward.

Read the full text on Palestinenote.com or The Huffington Post and watch Rick’s video below!

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