Reaching Out To Those Who Cant

the coolest orphange trip!!!!

hey ppl......recently on 11 of july 07........... i , meghna, shrishti, arti, aishwarya, rashmi, went to an orphange and believe me it was AWESOME............. gawd the kids were so hyper............that was the first time when i noticed myself behaving like a 5 year old..........i was so involved in playing with thoz kids that i myself didnt know what i was doing....... it was simply great............ initially we TRIED to do fingre painting......but it was a big flop.......since those kids started playing with water and they were spilling the colour all over each other..........one of the kids, DAUD.......literally acted like DAUD ABRAHIM......gawd......he was impossible to control....though what ever he was doing....i was equally involved in it......hahaha.............
After this flop activity........kids got so excited that they started jumping over us........ one of them even made arti a horse.......can u believe??? hehehe sorry arti...... but it was fun........... time went so fast that we didnt even get to know when it was past 6pm.......
It was a great experience..........i would love to visit there again........its like when you are with those kids......you completely forget about outside world........ you get so much involved that you just don't feel like leaving...........i am sure most of you guys have seen an orphanage so do let me know your experience too......... the mutually enritching experience!!! one which we should have more frequently.... not only for them but for ourselves too....
siddhant punn........

The Cu-Cu-Cuckoo Kaboom!!!

Chit chatting students hold their breath as the voice over rings......."We know why you're here!"(yikezz~!....where did that come from??...)...."You know why youre here"......"One flew east....One flew west....and one flew over the Cuckoos nest!"..(gosh...dts the way to dramatize a plea for silence...lolzzz!!...hats off to you Sir!!:).....)

I wo-wo-wonder where do i start from?...I think the hardwork that went into this production merits the first comment. It sure was a play completed against all odds!. Actors without a clue of acting, a play way above our maturity constraints and time that flew faster than the goose flew over the cuckoos nest!!!....who thought we coulda pulled it off?....Cheers to all em cast n crew!!!....takes time to sink in but it does!!....we did it!!....

Getting into B-B-Billy Bibbets character was a completely isolated journey from the rest of the experience during the production. I mean he was so unlike me ....so suppressed..so insecure, hesitant and yet so intense....still wonder what the director was thinking of when he thought i could pull it off......Not to mention all the stuttering!!!...I sure learnt how remarkably difficult it is to stutter on purpose......But..then again.....there were those starkly defined moments when i thought i could feel Billys reticence in me.....i could connect myself to what he would feel and how he would react....guess dts what finally came forth on stage and made my mother go.."Woahh!..didnt know we had an actor in the house!!" lolzz.....wouldv been quite a surprise for her too......seeing me changed so dramatically and all the while trying to keep up with the fact that i was acting.....Its the way it is....portraying a character does give you and others around you a deeper insight into ur true self.....Its when you realize hey..i wouldnt have done this......why couldnt i react like this?....in other words when you try n get yourself to be like ur charcter that the contrasts show up...N after that point....its an attempt to eliminate those contrasts that brings forth the actor in everyone.

Its amazing how things eventually turn out from the way they started...just recalling the paranoia that swept the CAS room and auditorium for a month makes my muscles tighten....make me think what a collective effort went into this production...beacause when you think about it.....every single person involved with the play in any way underwent the same rigors of practice., reflection and more practice.......and of course....salute to those who gave their creative minds a push beyond its limits and came up with an excellent set for the performance.

I know that each and every bit of work that went into this production contributes to the ecstatic sentiment that grips me whenever i think about it......N heres for you lazy CAS bloggers that wud scroll down to see whether or not there is a pic or two thatd make this entry worth a read:

There should be some punishment!!.(Billy: oh no!she isnt thinkin of tellin my mother now..is she?)

Heyy!....what r u two cookin up?....lemme listen!!

So...all u CAS folks!....a hearty congratulations on a play well done n i hope the tonz of memories we have aggregated through this journey stay on with us as we inch toward our dreaded senior year!!........Cheers!!

-nihar-

•• ChilDren oF the samE God ••

~●● SMP NEGERI PROJECT ●●~

I knew how to ride a bicycle and how to swim. I knew that the sum of the interior angles of a triangle is 180˚ . I knew that the force of gravitational attraction between two bodies is proportional to the product of their masses over the square of the distance between them. I knew that my country gained Independence in 1947. I knew all these things. Yet, I was ignorant of the verity that I had many friends... there was just a necessity of opening my eyes; which I did on "23rd of November" !

In this day's scorching daylight, me and my team members (Maria, Esther, Deborah and Sunaina) set out to this yet-concealed-school namely, "Sekolah Enam-lima, SMP negeri". This is positioned in jam-packed city streets of Sunter, but yet its circumvented badly. It appeared to me as if the world was just ensuing egocentrically outside, overlooking the school. The mounting raggedness of the buildings around displayed it all. Well, "We" certainly could not craft a change in the globe outside but indeed we could amend the "Sekolah" to a "School". Finally, with segacity of modesty .. we stepped in!!

The gate was all fine, a tough structure with numerous spiky poles-kind-of at the top. But it did make that creaky noise, warning the school-natives of the massive fun which was on the brink of arresting their lives! LoL. Welcomed by millions of empty stares we started off by posing the "Satpam" of the school for an on-the-spot-appointment with the School's headmaster. Oh yeah, not to forget, the school was meager-graded in English but since 50 % communication was through in Bahasa Indonesia, we did not face " Language Crisis"... since we knew both Bahasa and English. After minutes of lingering and brainstorming our CAS-service-proposal to the sekolah's Headmaster, we finally were able to meet the administrator in-charge ( since the Headmaster was not in the presence).Below are many of the precious moments capsized! The second last and the last photos' set is a scenorio of me and my team members conversing the grounding of our preface. Followed by an other picture where we are in conversation with the headmaster ( Mr. Lioner.Purba.Se) and the co-ordinator (Ms. Anting) respectively.

Seconds passed, minutes passed, and nearly an hour had gone. We were killing the time with all our curio and artistic tinches. Finally we were proffered a full-stop to our "wait-in!" & were instructed to conduct a heart-thrilling-class of 37 students. We climbed three floors sluggishly- chuckling and teasing on the way but when it came to entering the class, we preffered formal faces; cause we were "Ms.- es" now!...... There! " Mar, you go first ya? " I remarked with red-blushes on my cheeks. Hah! There we went...<1> <2> <3> Taan Taadaan! and I lost my own identity! LoL. Like they always say: Action speaks more than words: we were thrilled by the gestures and greetings they loaded us with! For a minute, it seemed like superstars stepping on the red carpet with their fans roaring around them! a perfect 3-D working model! :) It was truly an amazing moment. We (Maria, Sonia, Sunaina, Esther and Deborah) then, introduced ourselves in the simplest english and sweetest words. Then, we moved on to them. They too, introduced themselves and unexpectedly, not in Bahasa, but in English; which was just a little less than perfect. They started off by telling their names, then their respective classes and their aspirations and dreams.. someone said Doctor, someone quoted Policeman, and some voted for VJ's and Teachers. I must admit, it was a class where I could very-well picturize the future of Indonesia! The tomorrow! Besides, studies, we even furnished other subjects like Sports, Entertainment, Recreation and etc.

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We discussed every possible issue we could converse on. Many of them asked pretty elegant questions. But yeah, time proved to be a limiting factor then. But contendedly we promised them that our next visit will not leave them open-eyed! And there we finally Bid them GoodBye, assuring them to fetch along with us, even double the cartons of smiles and laughters next time! It was indeed the most happiest day of my life. Not because they glittered on my lips' curves but because I was a reason for their glittering smiles!

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Manca Reading Corner at Cimanggis (far huh?)

What do you feel when you're in the school library? Well, for me, seeing so many books around is kind of like my heaven, really, since I love to read. And this activity was all about books. Well, not really, it's mostly about creativity.

When the idea of making a book corner at a Manca at Cimanggis came from a friend of mine who goes to school in Global Jaya, I definitely said yes to do it. Me & my friends (Handreas from BIS, Sasha & Rasyadi from Global Jaya) who were once my schoolmates before I went to GMIS, decided that we should make the book corner at the Manca.

The Manca itself is a place where children around the area could meet there and read or even to study. It was actually like a public library, only smaller and the books there are mostly donated from people. The Manca is located in Cimanggis and it's a little bit (actually, it's very hard for me) to find. Whereas public libraries are located in cities, this particular Manca is located in the middle of a village. But of course, it's not that ancient where people farm and stuff.

Back to the activity, we planned what we were going to do first. We drew out pictures on a paper and we transferred it on the wall. After we drew it out on the wall, we then started to mix paints and painted the pictures. We did that for at least 4 days in which each day we could spent 3 hours just for painting. Although we were always tired at the end of the day, we had loads of fun and we were hoping to do something like this more often.

At the end, we were very amazed at the results (considering there are only 3 people who worked on this regularly, the other one was sick at home and couldn't join us). We did what we did for CAS. Not only it was fun, it was memorable. We get to know people there, played with the children, even get to socialize with them. Although some of them were not as fortunate as we do, we were very glad to know them because we know, we were doing something good for them and for ourselves.

Andjar

HARMONY

How!
This is to remind all those who were on the "Harmony" team to post your pix and reflections here. Let's work towards keeping this blog alive.
Muchos gracias.
How!

sports day and cibubur field trip...

may i just say that the sports day and the field trip at cibubur were totally great? and i also had some cas hours so that's totally awesome... here are some of my reflections during the trips:

1. sports day: sports day was really fun, besides interacting and getting to know a lot of people, there are cas hours to be done so that was cool. me, tara and aakriti were supposed to help the clinic, making sure that the doctor wouldn't get too much difficulties in helping the injured people (turns out that she doesn't have any problem at all!).

2. cibubur field trip: since at the cibubur field trip i was supposed to play volley, but it turns out that my name wasn't there, so i decided to fill my time with doing something meaningful... like COLLECTING TRASH! so me and friends we looked around the area and collected the different sizes and trashes around! to tell you the truth, it was somehow a lot of fun.

these activities are some activities that i haven't really done before so it's really nice for me to get some experience with these kind of activities. i could've have done more effort in collecting the trash though since my trash bag is not all that full with trash. however, i believe that even though i didn't collect as much trash as my friends did, i must've done a favor for the people who are in charge of keeping the certain area clean. so what i did must've affected others around me and also myself. something good of course! :)


Andjar

cibubur N sports dae!!

this field trip was an awesome experience.... this activity was completely a new role for me. through these activities i learnt to develop a better civic sense. these efforts of mine led to a better environmnent and living conditions. All the CAS students made sure that the place was cleared of and tidy up by collecting all the trash scattered there by the visiting school teams and other people.... i really had great fun doing it... all of us were roaming here and there carrying big black plastic bags... i was reasonably successful in my endeavour. it was difficult to educate people to not to litter the ground. i realised my hidden capability of steering myself and others to work towards betterment of living conditions. i developed patience and the ability to get my use across to my fellow beings. the talk of the present time of realising pollution free environment may be achieved through these kind of indigenous efforts only. nothing can be achieved by continuously shifting the blame for the same from one person or institution to the other. the strength of a fist far exceeds that of a single finger. lets come together in this endeavour and prove our might.