Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Mattri Chaiya Biddya Niketon

Education is for all, and since 2003, primary education is free for all children in government run school here in Bangladesh. Textbooks are also free, but even with this free education, the rate of out-of-school children are still high especially in the villages. Main reason for this is that the family can’t afford to buy the school supplies like pencils & papers nor give their children decent clothing.

Knowing this common scenario, driven by passion to help the needy, the dream to eradicate illiteracy and love for children, my friend's mom started a scholarship program, a non –profitable voluntary centre, the Mattri Chaiya Biddya Niketon or MCBN, for the less fortunate children of Kishoreganj.

The kids of kishoreganj and their houses made of tin roof and thatched grass. One side is for sleeping and other side is for their cow or goat.


Kishoreganj is located in the north-east of Bangladesh. It has thirteen upazillas and a total population of 3.5 million. The total population of Katiadi is 125'001 with a literacy rate of only 20.3% compared to the national average of 32.4%.
The main objective of this is to provide primary education to young children that due to economic reasons are not enrolled in the school public system. Mattri Chaiya Biddya Niketon’s programme follows the primary school curriculum and currently offers classes for both boys and girls from kindergarten to class 1 level, with plans to eventually include higher level classes.

HOW DOES THE SCHOOL FUNCTIONS?
A working team of 3 people (of which 2 are the founders of MCBN) ensures classes are held 6 days a week from 1500hrs -1700hrs (Saturday to Thursday). Besides primary education, it is planned for other activities to be gradually introduced, such as home visits of absent or difficult children, parents’ day, mother gatherings, informal discussions with students and Uthan Boithok.
The MCBN will ensure that children continue to study and that all the students entering kindergarten stay enrolled until class 2 at first and hopefully beyond as the centre’s curriculum expands.

THE CURRENT FUNDING SITUATION
At the moment the school has enough funds to cover the following costs:
- enrollment for 35.children (providing a stipend, biscuits and milk, books and pencils, uniform and shoes) for 3 – 6 months
- the renovation and the rent of the school premises (including a playground)
- the purchase of the classroom essentials, such as an alphabets posters, blocks and blackboard.
The chosen kids holding their school supplies and wearing their first set of clothing; with the teachers at the back and the newly painted classrooms

Winter clothes were provided to them last February 2011

The teaching is provided by 3 teachers on a voluntary basis at the moment, but future funding will be necessary to pay for the teachers’ fee. A fee of Taka 2’000 per month is planned as fees for each individual teacher, whilst the Head teacher will be paid an extra 500 Taka.

FUTURE FUNDING NEEDS
MCBN wishes to extend its offer to other children in the future and therefore is seeking private sponsors to either sponsor individual children and/or contribute to the function costs of the school (teachers’ salary and administrative costs).
Because this is a newly-founded programme MCBN encourages private donors to contribute on a one-year basis at first, which will allow the centre to evaluate after the first initial year the results of the programme and to verify whether the calculated costs are effectively sufficient.

Funds required sponsoring a child:
Per child Costs/per year
Stipend Tk.100 x 12 = Tk.1’200
Biscuits and milk Tk.100 x 12 = Tk.1’200
Books and pencils Tk. 50 x 12 = Tk. 600
Uniform and shoes (twice yearly) Tk. 500 x 2 = Tk.1’000
TOTAL = Tk.4’000 Annually

Funds required covering the school costs for a year:
Content Costs
Teachers yearly salary Tk.102’000
Administrative costs (year) Tk.18’000
TOTAL = Tk.120’000 Annually

Presently there are 3 teachers. However, it is foreseen that an extra teacher (a woman) will be engaged once funds are available. In the city as well as in the country, teachers are paid for the full year term, even though the school has long break during the ‘Ramadan‘ and Eid holidays. Children will continue to be paid the usual monthly stipend during the closure for the holidays.

The administrative costs include the monthly rents for the school (Tk.1'000) and office room (Tk.500/-) premises.
A bi-annual audit will be carried out by a third party accountant on a volunteer basis and a copy of the report together with a copy of the receipts will be provided to every individual sponsor. Monthly monitoring of the activities (this will include the attendance sheet) and the related expenses will be ensured by the back-up teacher and will be available to all sponsors if required.

Sponsors will also receive regular progress reports of the child(ren) they are funding allowing them to keep a close contact with the children benefiting the education provided by the centre.

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I’ve been to the school twice and to the children’s houses too. And everytime we are there, mothers kept on asking us to please accept their children also in the school. Even if we really want to accommodate everyone, we can’t shoulder everything right now. And we also have to choose the worthy ones and not only the “opportunist”. Some mothers want their kids to be in the school because of the stipend that these kids will get.


The second time I went there, we invited the Filipino Grand Alliance of Bangladesh or FGAB to join us. The FGAB was the first group, apart from us family and friends, who shared their blessings to Mattri Chaiya. They organized a fund run last June 12, 2011 as part of the Philippine's Independence Day celebaration and the benefeciary was MCBN. They haven't seen the kids that time, just the school profile, so we thought it would be good if they can see where their "help" went.



It feels good to help those who are in need, and seeing them, the kids, smiling back at you whenever they receive a small candy or food are priceless moments. I hope someday, with our little help, they will be able to have a better future.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

First Roja

Yesterday was the first day of ramadan. That makes the first roja (fasting). This whole month of fasting will culminate on Eid-il-fitr, another long holiday :-) :-) I still don't know where to spend the holiday, out of the country or save and stay here. In some ways, Ramadan is similar to Lent.

I love this month mainly 1)the shortened office hours, this time it's only up to 430pm, so that the people can go home and break their fast at home with their family, and 2)the traditional iftar food.

Here in Bangladesh, being a Muslim country, Ramadan is observe religiously. Most of the smallscale food/tea/cigarette stalls or shops are close until the sunset. Or, if they choose to open and do business, their stalls/doors are covered with fabrics/curtains to hide them from public eyes. They do so as respect to those who are fasting.
And when the Iftar time is near, you will see small scale vendors of Iftar food in most street corners. All the big restaurants and fastfoods have their Iftar meal and iftar boxes to offer. Usually, the offerings are Iftar meal-cum-dinner. And it's like a party with food flowing :-)

The staple iftar items are mostly fried foods, Piyaju (made of pulse, onion, and pulse powder), Beguni (made of eggplant and pulse powder), Jilapi, Muri (puffed crunchy rice grains, usually spiced with onion, garlic, chilli and other iftar items), Haleem, dates, samosas, Dal Puri (a type of lentil based pastry), Chola (cooked chickpeas), fish kabab, mughlai paratha, pitha, traditional Bengali sweets and different types of fruits mostly grapes, oranges & mangoes. Drinks such as Rooh Afza and lemon sharbat are common on iftar tables across the country.

Among the regular food items, my favorites are the Haleem and the Kashmiri sharbot. Ramadan for me is having the satisfaction & happiness of eating haleem either with rice or jilapi and drinking Kashmiri sharbot. So , whenever ramadan comes, one tummy is singing with glee!

This is my 4th time to celebrate the month of Ramadan here and yet, this is my first time to see the moon of the 1st roja.


I'm so happy! But then, still, nothing beats my 1st experience of the ramadan here way back 2008.

During Ramadan, all shops are open until the wee hours as this is the time when everyone are buying new things, clothes and what-nots for the eid. It's like Christmas rush. But no one inform me that during the iftar time, the shops will be close for few minutes and then open again after the iftar. Not knowing this, I decided to do my grocery before the Iftar time as we are off from the office early. I was in the grocery, walking and checking each aisles, when suddenly I notice, no one is around anymore. Not a single customer nor sales person...scared, it's like a zombie land, i decided to walk towards the counter to pay my grocery, and that's when I saw all the sales staff, sitting on the floor, about to partake their Iftar meal. They were surprised to see me also and invited me to join them. Some experience I will never forget.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Knock Knock

is anybody here?
1 year and 5 months of MIA...
lot of things happened within that time... i don't know how to chronicle everything, if i can chronicle everything...
there are lots of new things now:
I'm a new aunt (not so new anymore) to a handsome baby boy (will post more pictures)
I shifted to a new apartment, will share pictures soon and will try to chronicle my life in the new abode.
Reporting to the MD now. Opened a new fashion store KLOSET.

Just turn a year older.
Really, I need some catching up... will do it soon.

Monday, March 22, 2010

I can't forget those words... no matter what I do, i will always remember those words... it's like a wound, it leaves a scar, and like a scar, sometimes you feel a sting.

SAM:
Where are those happy days?
They seem so hard to find
I try to reach for you
But you have closed your mind
Whatever happened to our love?
I wish I understood
It used to be so nice
It used to be so good

So when you're near me
Darling can't you hear me?
S.O.S
The love you gave me
Nothing else can save me
S.O.S
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try, how can I carry on?

DONNA:
You seem so far away
Though you are standing near
You made me feel alive
But something died I fear
I really tried to make it out
I wish I understood
What happened to our love
It used to be so good

DONNA & SAM:
So when you're near me
Darling can't you hear me
S.O.S
The love you gave me
Nothing else can save me
S.O.S
When you're gone
How can even I try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try, how can I carry on?

So when you're near me
Darling can't you hear me
S.O.S
And the love you gave me
Nothing else can save me
S.O.S
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try, how can I carry on?
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?

Monday, January 18, 2010

First for 2010

Sorry folks if i'm MIA here. Got too busy with all the projects and my free time are not free at all because I have to spend it with H and then my language class. More about the class in the future entry (i'm hoping i can write about it soon).

I'm off for my overdue vacation this coming thursday. So, i will try to blog as soon as I come back from my vacation.

It's getting so cold here nowadays. I find it colder than the last two years. How i wish i have boots and gloves. I'm loving the weather. Yeah, i'm just typing randomly hehehe!

That's it for now!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

LP 80: Masinop

sinop, masinop: Word: sinop
English Definition: (adj) /ma--/ economical; thrifty; frugal; careful




Isa akong G.I. o Genuine Ilocano pero hindi ako kuripot ngunit hindi rin ako gastadora.Isa akong "wise spender". Ewan ko lang kung masasabi akong masinop, dahil inililista ko lahat ng aking mga gastusin upang malaman ko kung sumusobra na ba ako sa aking pamimili. Paano ba naman kasi, pag nasa grocery na ako at may nakita akong mukhang masarap kainin eh napapabili ako :-) Tapos, dahil nagiging pampalipas oras ko ang pagluluto at pagbe-bake ay napapabili ako ng mga sangkap na karamihan naman ay mga imported kaya mahal. (I'm a G.I or Genuine Ilocano but I'm not stingy neither a big spender, instead I'm a wise spender. I'm not sure if I can be considered thrifty because I list down all my expenses to make sure that I'm not over spending. I do this because I tend to buy a lot more than what I need. I can't help it sometimes because whenever I'm in the grocery and I saw something that is looking delicious and something that is suddenly available here, I grab and buy it. And, I also tend to buy a lot of ingredients which are mostly imported so it's quite pricey because I cook or bake as my past time.)

Masinop din ako sa gamit o maalaga. Lahat dapat nasa ayos, para mabilis hanapin at para makita ko agad kung alin ang naiba, nawawala at kulang. Gaya na lamang sa mga pinamili ko sa grocery, dapat nakaayos. O di ba! (I'm careful with my things too. Everything should be tagged and in proper places, so that I can easily find what I need, see what is missing and what else is needed. Just like in my mini pantry, everything should be in place. See!)





(Some of the things in the pantry are the things I brought from Manila)

Monday, October 19, 2009

Not So Good

When I started this blog, I promise myself not to make it like the previous blog that I had. A blog that is full of negative feelings. I don’t want this one to be like that. But I guess, this is the time that I couldn’t hold on to that promise anymore.

I’m just human and I have my weaknesses too, and one of them perhaps is “not holding on to my emotions”. Even before coming here, I promise to myself that no matter what, I will be strong – emotionally & physically- because I don’t have anyone here. I will not get the emotional support that I will need, so I should take care of myself.

Somehow, I believe I’m doing great in taking care of myself, with the help of some friends and the cyberspace. But when the day ends and the night comes, when work is done and there’s nothing to do anymore, when cooking or baking isn’t good thing to do, when facebook is lifeless, when I have to put down the phone, that’s when the sadness creeps in. That’s when I feel so all alone. That’s when I miss home so much. During those times, which are so frequent now, I cry myself to sleep. Wishing for someone to be here, wishing for my best friend to be here. Wishing I have someone to talk with like the way I talk with my best friend or with another friend, where we can talk everything under the sun, even in the inner core of the earth, from the most serious things to the most senseless things. Those times when everything feels so light and makes you feel that no matter how hard life is, everything will just going to be fine.
I miss those days…


Evening Solace

The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;­
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.
And days may pass in gay confusion,
And nights in rosy riot fly,
While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion,
The memory of the Past may die.

But, there are hours of lonely musing,
Such as in evening silence come,
When, soft as birds their pinions closing,
The heart's best feelings gather home.
Then in our souls there seems to languish
A tender grief that is not woe;
And thoughts that once wrung groans of anguish,
Now cause but some mild tears to flow.

And feelings, once as strong as passions,
Float softly back­a faded dream;
Our own sharp griefs and wild sensations,
The tale of others' sufferings seem.
Oh ! when the heart is freshly bleeding,
How longs it for that time to be,
When, through the mist of years receding,
Its woes but live in reverie !

And it can dwell on moonlight glimmer,
On evening shade and loneliness;
And, while the sky grows dim and dimmer,
Feel no untold and strange distress­
Only a deeper impulse given
By lonely hour and darkened room,
To solemn thoughts that soar to heaven,
Seeking a life and world to come.

By:Charlotte Bronte