Remembering the DRC

We had our last day of school last Thursday. We ended the day with a ceremony for our graduates. We place them in the center of our group forming an inner circle. We in the outer circle generate energy by rubbing our palms together until we feel the heat building in our palms. When they are so hot we can no longer bear it, we face our palms toward our departing friends and we can feel the energy leaving our palms and radiating toward our graduates. This energy is symbolic of the love and well-wishes we are sending to these special children we have enjoyed for so long and will miss so much. We then sing our song "Friend." The lyrics are simple as is the tune and we sing it many times in a row. "Friend, I want to work with you, be with you and play with you. And Friend, when we are far apart, I'll still be friends with you." It's a moving song and is often very evocative for the children.

Earlier in the day, we ended our unit studying about the Democratic Republic of the Congo. When Pauline chose this troubled and violent nation for our focus, I said, "What's the matter, Pauline? You couldn't find a more depressing country?" We did briefly address the fact that many in this nation are victims of other's greed and desire for the mineral riches that are found underground, but were not explicit. As it turns out, there is much in the DRC to be celebrated. We learned some French and Swahili, mostly greetings and words of parting. We did the calendar and the weather report in French and did some counting in both languages. On our last day of study, we asked the kids what they remembered about the DRC. This is what they said:

Clare - They speak French.
Ezra - The main river is the Congo River.
Raine - The Congolese lullaby "Bebe Moke."
Ben - They cut trees and burn the brush to farm.
Madison - The women can build a hut in 4 hours.
Maggie Rose - The women can carry heavy things on their heads.
Eliason - Canoes on the Congo River.

Then someone mentioned that Ian's baby goats were coming for a visit that day and we had to tell them that, in fact, the goats could not come because they had an infection. The children were a bit disappointed and we never did get back to the topic of the DRC. I surely learned a lot. My favorite stories were those about the mountain gorillas. They are so like us and so magnificent that I was very taken with them.

Well! I blogged even though I'm on summer break! How's that for dedication? I wish all my legions of followers a glorious summer full of popsicles, sprinklers and evenings spent outdoors when no one wants to call it a night. Enjoy yourselves!

Best regards,
Doni