A giant puzzle – this is one of the games in ChildFund’s child-centered space in Ivisan, Capiz.
The CCS was set up last September at Ivisan’s town center. Many children and curious adults alike came and participated in the different activities. We hope to set up more spaces like this in many other municipalities.
My in-laws recently celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary last week. So we prepared a special lunch with the whole family, with each of their children contributing, to celebrate this important milestone. What would be a celebration without a cake? So here:
The apos (grandchildren – there are 4) jostled, and huffed and puffed, as they all wanted to blow the candles – only to be dismayed realizing there were none!
Last week, I blogged about our Child-centered Space (CCS).
This week, I want to share some of the outputs that came from the kids who made use of the CCS.
As mentioned before, I’ve begun my work as a community facilitator in our town of Ivisan for a non-government organization. Our project is aimed at promotion of child rights and protection through various community and school activities.
As my town is celebrating our annual fiesta, ChildFund, the NGO, has set up a Child-centered Space (CCS) in the town centro (center), thus the big sign below. This is one of the many advocacy activities we have for ChildFund’s RISE Project.
The CCS provides is aimed at children and provides free play for children, as well as adults with trained community volunteers and engage them to various fun activities that allow them to express emotions and such.
I nicked this short description from a colleague:
Child Centered Spaces are safe, physical spaces for children affected by conflict or disasters to gather, providing emergency education, protection and multisectoral support, including psycho-social support. Through community mobilization around children’s needs, CCS provide regular, structured activities for children, adolescents and parents of young children under the supervision of caring adults from the community. CCS allow children to participate in activities where they can play, express their feelings, thoughts and opinions, and learn new things from adults and other children, providing a sense that “things are getting back to normal again.” [Starting Up Child Centered Spaces in Emergencies: A Field Manual, Christian Children's Fund]
I’m coming back to Signs, signs meme again as I think I have lots of signs that need posting here. It’s just finding the time to post, that’s all.
Anyways, I was in Iloilo City two months ago for a training. For those who do not know, Iloilo City is one of the highly-urbanized cities in the Philippines, and the capital of Iloilo province. Iloilo City is a two-hours bus-ride away from my hometown, Roxas City, in the province of Capiz. Anyhoo, the training was conducted at a mid-range hotel, and it’s also where we (participants) stayed.
In one of the coffee breaks, I dashed to the loo only to be surprised at the sign waiting for me.
I was puzzled at the sign in the beginning – the “self-service” part, lol. It was only later on when I realized what it meant!
Back to posting after a century of hiatus.
My fieldwork is taking me away from the internet for awhile, hence the lack of posts. One thing I love about going away on a fieldwork is that I’m off my butt. Being cooped up in the office, sitting on my fat behind and in front of the computer makes me weak and my eyes irritated. The fresh air and the green scenery when I travel is a most welcome respite.
Weekends I spend with my family at my parents’ house. My nieces are also there spending the weekend with the oldies so you can just imagine the chaos at home. Chaotic, but fun! The cousins run around Grandpa and Grandma’s garden, playing in the grass outdoors when the sun is not too hot – or when it’s not raining. Otherwise, they’ll be indoors, watching cartoons or fiddling with their tablets.
Last weekend, the kids wanted to go the recently-opened Robinson’s department store for a stroll. I get nervous when they ask to go because they might see things that we are not ready to get for them, lol. But anyways, they were all behaved. We had merienda (snack) at the foodcourt. My niece took a photo of us – me, my baby and my other niece. For some reason, it turned out yellow!
Hello, dear friends.
Trying my hand in blogging again. It’s been awhile – I had a baby who just celebrated his first birthday and a job at an international NGO. Busy as I am, I want to go back to blogging as a form of relaxation. Wish me luck again.
Here’s a photo of my one-year-old son with his Grandma, my mom. We’re rooting for Team Brasil. And it doesn’t matter what happened to them, we’re still their fans!
And so it happened!
My dear son is now one year old – time to celebrate this first milestone
We only had a small celebration at my parents’ house in Banica (Roxas City) and a handful of friends and relatives came by to join. Of course, we didn’t forget to go to church for thanksgiving. My other brother, who’s based in Phnom Penh, was also in town to join us with his wife, much to our delight.
My son had a whale of a time playing with his cousins.
Here are just some of the pictures taken. The quality is not that good as they were taken mostly from an old phone. Some great photos were in my brother’s camera though. I hope he gives me the copies soon.
Thanks to those who remembered and joined in the celebration.