Goducate is invited to start work in Sumatra, Indonesia

Recently one of Goducate’s Indonesian partners invited me to visit her work in central Sumatra, with the view of starting Goducate centers there. Though Sumatra is a neighbour of Singapore, it was my first visit to this island. It is strange that though I’d visited many distant, hard to reach places, I had never visited this large, easy to reach friendly neighbour. In fact, most Singaporeans, who are some of the most travelled people in the world, have never even considered going to Sumatra. For many of us, Sumatra probably conjures images of tsunamis and the terrorists.

When I landed in the busy, modern airport of Pekan Baru, the capital of the province of Riau, I realised that this was a rich province. The government buildings in the city were some of the most impressive and modern buildings that I’d even seen in Indonesia. As we drove out into the country-side, I noticed a large pipeline hugging the side of the road. It looked like any other pipeline except that it was obviously carrying some hot liquid because the rain drops that fell on it were instantly converted into steam. It was an oil-pipeline that carried oil from the oil-wells to the refinery. Besides this pipeline that followed me for over almost 200 kilometers, everywhere I turned I saw endless palm-oil plantations. Riau is indeed an oil rich province!

However, though Riau is blessed with natural riches, the people do not seem to be benefitting much from this bounty. Foreign companies (eg. Caltex/Chevron) or large Indonesian companies (eg. Pertamina) seem to be the main benefactors.

The purpose of my visit was to see how Goducate could help the rural children. I visited a school which our Indonesian Goducate partner had started. It was a little elementary school with 150 students, situated among palm-oil trees. I was told that the land on which the school stood belonged to an oil company and that under the school was the oil well which was being tapped by the oil company!

It was a well-built school whose construction had been funded by kind Koreans. The school was well run. They teachers were dedicated and caring. However, the school lacked teaching-aids (eg. educational posters, library books) and equipment (eg. dvd players, computers). These deficiencies can easily be rectified. Overall, I was impressed with the quality of education that these rural Indonesians were receiving.

My conclusion at the end of my short trip to Sumatra is that Goducate may be able to help in just two areas of education – English and computers. This was also the conclusion of our Indonesian partners.

After I came back from Pekan Baru, another Indonesian co-worker (unrelated to the one that invited me to Pekan Baru) told me that his former university friends in Medan (northern Sumatra) were inviting Goducate to visit Medan in April, with a view to start Goducate centers in rural villages.

Two visits in Sumatra in three months! I must be making up for lost time!!

Sabah new literacy center opens – floor cracks under weight of 240 students!!

Last week Goducate opened another literacy center in a swamp in Sabah for poor kids who cannot go to school. Because of the dampness of the swampy soil, the school-house had to be built on stilits.

Goducate provided 500 Malaysian Ringgit (about US$150) for some building material and the community chipped in to build their very own school-house.

The pride of the village
The pride of the village

On the opening day, 240 students and their parents filled the school house patiently waiting for the Opening Program to begin.

Full house
Full house

Suddenly there was a loud cracking sound! There was panic as students scrambled to flee from the cracking floor planks. Thankfully no one was hurt and no one fell into the swampy soil below!

Cracked floor boards
Cracked floor boards

When all the kids were safely out of the building, one of the village elders said in the native language “The show must go on! We must persevere!”

The opening program continues on safer ground
The opening program continues on safer ground

Hamsilran’s story (2)

After that age, no one is interested in school anymore. The places that they ended up with oftentimes are tragic. The new teacher in that town school told Hamsilran he will represent their class. To us, Hamsilran represents our kampong and the three hundred and ten kids who are in the literacy center.

Hamsilran (in purple)
Hamsilran (in purple)

Teacher B went back the following day, brought Hamsilran and his mom to a nearby store to buy what he needs for the contest. Our program for our guests went on well at the same time that Hamsilran was competing. By lunch time we learned, he won first place. Our kampong boy won first place. How the kampong rejoiced. Good news like this fuels us to stand the heat of the sun even we have to climb steep hills at times.

When for the first time in his life boys like Hamsilran see what a town is like. See what a school is like. It’s their first time but talk is out that they can compete and outdo the other kids who had been in that school since Form 1. He comes Form 4, straight from the literacy center. Their new teachers are asking, which school they come from, what curriculum are the teachers using. I wished I was there to answer the new teacher.

Or better I could invite her to see the “school”. I hope I will be there when other s like her would visit and I will see her face upon seeing that mothers are teaching their own kids. That kids are sitting on the floor. That kids walk their way too early at times for their class. That they had to take turns in using the space that we have. I wish she would be able to decipher what makes it work for boys like Hamsilran to conquer an entirely new world and stand out.

When Teacher B asked Hamsilran what he needs for the contest, what he needs to give his best- I imagined how he looked when he answered. I know him and I’ve seen those eyes and smile before. Hamsilran answered, just pencils, Teacher B. I need pencils.