Sowing Native seeds in the young minds : Part Three

The Orientation

Many sessions had a very informal beginning.........

We were eagerly waiting for this round of education program in the schools for long time, as we had spent many nights in deciding the content and designing the activities. The power point presentations were made with lots of graphics and the documentary films meticulously hand picked to communicate to the children with poor background in science.  Our target audiences were children with very critical family back ground. Their parents either had small holdings or nothing at all and most of them came from women-led families; the fathers were out in unknown destinations doing odd jobs to eak out a living for their families.

The Orientation session was designed to last half a day in the schools. The beginning was made with a five minute graphical video about the anxiety of an Indian farmer’s girl child to instill seriousness about the issue.  Set in the drought-prone village of the cotton growing region in the neighboring state of Maharashtra, the girl is constantly watchful of her father’s moves.

An engrossing session

With no rains for many years the community has lost hope in agriculture and the mounting pressure by the bankers for repayment of their long standing debts has driven over a million farmers to take extreme steps. But for Duniya, the girl child in the film has a father with a zillion hopes and withstands all odds of life to be her prospect- source joy and confidence. The child has a sneaking suspicion that a rope in her houses may become a sinister tool for her father to commit suicide but the father illustrates his intentions are to tie a swing with it for her!

Children in an audio Visual Session

Every child we showed the video was filled with tears and for a while experienced the wrath of nature and financial swindle that Duniya’s family was subjected to. Failing rains, rising costs of seeds, chemical fertilizers and pesticides make no child in this country want to take up agriculture for a living. In all my interactions with the children across Karnataka I some how grab an opportunity to take a pool of children who would like to become farmers. Unfortunately a vast majority of them would not consider it as their choice of carrier. It was no different in this part of rural Chamarajanagara, so we decided to have a class room discussion with regards to their reservations about being a farmer. For most children it was fear and not just their personal choice.  There was a pressing need for us to establish that agriculture involves a lot of planning in terms of choice of crop, labor management and other sound practices of agriculture as well as economics. Secondly, the relation between high input chemical intensive food production and health had to be revealed.  And in turn tell them that impoverished environment will only give rise to ill-health and poverty. At the same time the benefits of organic methods had to be made known to re-assert hope about agriculture in their families.

Flip charts came handy where there was no Electricity

In order to make the discussion a bit more personal we brought in the subject of hunger. We wanted to inspire children, to come out of malnutrition while many didn't know they themselves were malnourished. For the first time these children were hearing about people suffering from hunger in other countries too. In fact there is a whole continent that sleeps without a square meal every single day. And that hungry population is spread out across many countries including developed nations like USA, UK, Germany and Australia.

Using the studies of several International agencies regarding wholesome food we compared the components in local context. We explained what people eat across the world and how civilizations have evolved upon local biodiversity to fight malnutrition and diseases. 

Valli distributing seeds

Who in the world consumes locally grown food and who will not? In developed nations food arrives from far off places packed and shipped by process industries and loaded with chemical preservatives. Where as in less developed nations food find its way to the plate directly from the farmland. At best it may go through a local market as in Bhutan, Cuba and many other smaller economies.  With this basic understanding the children were told about the size of the food industry and how it commands agriculture. When the products are made for a global market, the processing, packing and storing expenses add on to the cost of food. In addition the whooping increase in the volume of chemical fertilizer and pesticide produced across the globe was narrated showing further increase in the cost of food production. Increasing costs in agriculture are due to the inflation of economies and vagaries in Nature. But what has made the scene a point of no return is the unending fight against pests and plant diseases with chemical war-games that proved effective in a lab. We are madly following this model at the cost of the lives of millions and the good environment.

Children went to individual backyards to inspect seed germination

With a module that we thought to be so wholesome and complete and palatable to children we intensively went through school after school. Every session was so satisfying to us and gave us a better understanding of the subject we dealt.  At the end of each session we ceremoniously distributed seeds of seven varieties of vegetables and asked the children to sow them at home; a separate ration of seeds was provided for the school garden as well. In about two week’s time, when we were through most of the schools, our field staffs were visiting the same schools to follow up the progress of gardens. They visited schools and the backyards of students. When we met each other at the base, they narrated a gloomy picture of all the self proclaimed ‘successful round’ of education programs we were just about to finish. Day after day they came back with reports of no germination from across the project area. Every time we heard those words we felt more and more inferior. We went through a bag of mixed emotions as we struggled figuring out reasons for the failure in germination of seeds. We cross checked the sources and batch numbers of the seeds. We went back to schools inquiring about the debutante kitchen gardener’s procedures.

Analysing the failure in germination of seeds

To our surprise the children had no idea about how deep the seeds had to be sown. When asked about how deep they had sown the seeds, children showed a measure in their figure and palm suggesting a few inches to a feet deeper in the ground. No doubt the kitchen garden beds turned into  burial grounds for native seeds.

 -Manu K

Sowing Native seeds in the young Minds : Part two

The Inauguration

Ms. Hepsiba Rain Korlapati inaugurating the year long project accompanied by  Valli and
 Mr. Japamale the Headmaster

Thursday, August 04, 2016, the Higher Primary School at Kadabur in Marthally Panchyath were all in festive mood. The kids were in their best pair of uniforms. Anisha had organized the inaugural function of their year long pursuit of establishing organic Kitchen Gardens in the remote schools spread out around MM Hills. Every body was into some sort of an “N^th” minute fixture. The kids had tided up the entire premises. Some parents joined hands with the school in erecting the shamiyana against the autumn Gail. Members of Anisha were putting up their pictures and posters along the corridor. Valliammal took charge of setting up a seed exhibition. Native seeds were showcased in numerous transparent jars and earthen pots colorfully hand painted.  Chinnathaiye, one of workhorses of Anisha’s Seed bank took to decorate the stage. She made beautiful floral patterns on the stage with seeds of various colors and in the centre placed pots upon one another to create a platform to place a lamp to be lit by the guest.

The Poster and Native Seeds on display add colour to the School

The CEO of Chamarajanagar arrived well ahead of time and took everybody by surprise. Like the staff, the children too ran towards the car to greet the guest. In a click of a moment, the school band began with a loud bang, to give her a wonderful guard of honor. This young lady must have got embarrassed with such an unexpected pomp. She was briefed about the program and taken around the seed exhibits and the existing garden.

None of the invitees from the education department turned up so a few chairs had to be removed from the dais. In fact the large stage looked rather empty with only the chief guest Ms. Hepsiba Rani, Valli and the shaky headmaster. Rajan didn’t want to occupy a chair on the dais as there was already a representation from his organization. With the arrival of children and staff from the neighboring schools the shamiyana was teeming with people against the empty looking stage. Also the shamiyana seemed to be pitched slightly away from the dais. Since there was a huge difference in heights of the dais and the floor; there could not have been a question of joining them together as the two roofs of the shamiyana were at different heights. Hence the dais and the gathering were looking a bit far apart, as though it was put up for a huge political rally. Nothing could have been done now. The shyamiyana people had done their job with out anybody’s consent before hand and left the spot.

Ms Hepsiba Rani was already a thing of utmost curiosity for all the villagers as she was   unbelievably socializing with children. The program began with a welcome address by    Mr. Palani Swamy, who teaches Kannada language in St. Charles Rural High School in Marthally.  The job of introducing the works undertaken by Anisha and the current project of developing Organic Kitchen Gardens in schools through Eco clubs was my responsibility.

The CEO meticulously inspects the exhibits

The project was an out come of the longstanding experience individually held by Anisha as well as Hasiru Hejje. Fortunately Anisha had the right set up and resources to perceive such an intensive program against many odds. This year-long project in the schools, keep the school eco-clubs active. Every child could be involved in the Kitchen Garden that would not only be a source of nutrition but an inspiring laboratory for teaching Science.

She inaugurated the program through lighting a lamp. When her tern to address the gathering came she got out of her chair as though she was just waiting to do that.  She said that she felt too far from children being on the dais. She moved to the edge of the stage and in an authoritative tone said “let me also sit with you” and sat on the floor! She introduced herself as though there were only children in front of her and beautifully narrated her colorful childhood in rural Andrapradesh.  She stressed upon how important it is to study and come up in life; if no the same beautiful world may become difficult to live in with out a job and self respect.

Ms. gives a try at Gardening.....

She then shifted her dialogue with elders and questioned “Whose children are they after all?” The parents, members of the School Development Committee and elected representatives of Martally Panchyath were all spell-bound for a minute. Ms. Hepsiba Rani called upon the community to ensure that the children get healthy and nutritious food instead of junk food and useless beverages. While stressing upon the nutritive value of organically grown Vegetables and fruits she insisted every house hold to also have a toilet for a healthy living. Every house hold prioritizes upon an expensive motorbike and a mobile phone but ignores to have a toilet in their back yard.

The CEO getting down to reach the children 

While the organizers and the compeer- er Mr. Palaniswamy described her as a source of inspiration to the children, Ms. Hepsiba instead considered the children of Kadabur School as her source of inspiration to set up her own kitchen Garden back home.  She also personally offered awards to the best performers in the program at school and in their individual backyards. She also called upon the Valli Rajan the Executive Director of Anisha to take initiative of all the Anganavadi Centers (Govt. run kindergarten) of the region into the folds of the project.

It was a wonderful program and missed out by many invitees, especially the headmasters of the neighboring schools, the BEO and the PDO and the elected representatives. However Xavier Jayasheelan, a head master who accompanied his school children felt that the program was an event of great learning and inspiring to students. On the occasion was Mr. Britto, president of the Primary School Association of Hanur Block to stand along with the Head Master of the host school Mr. Japamale.

-Manu K

Sowing Native seeds in the young minds

ANISHA - A Campus full of hopes

Part 1 

As we prepare ourselves for the arrival of children from the remote village schools around Mahadeshwara Hills a flood of memories surge in my mind. We are getting ready for the culmination program of the series of event we carried out in about two dozen schools of three grama-panchayaths of Marthally, Ponnachi and Mahadeshwara hills. This is the time when the Education department gets stern in disapproving extra-curricular activity of any sort for any class in the Govt. schools! We had cautiously left out students appearing for any Board examination.  We did not want blames from anybody that our activities disturbed their academic pursuit in any way.

A simple yet rich kitchen garden at ANISHA

The project was to establish Organic Kitchen Garden in the schools and provide nutritional supplement in their Mid-day meal. Besides providing an opportunity to fix many nutrition based ailments in children we linked the exercise to science teaching. Many outdoor activities were designed to go along with the chores of sowing seeds and watering the plants. The necessary expertise was sourced from the solid experience that Anisha- a grassroots NGO that propagates Organic Farming among small and marginal farmers, had in the field. Rajan and Valli, the founder trustees of Anisha had researched methods of soil preparation and selection of crops for the area as well as worked hard passionately to rope in local community into their nature friendly farming practices.

 

Seed bank of posterity

Three years ago our mutual friend Mr. Gururaj Budhya introduced me to Rajan and Valli and proposed to be part of their outreach activities among children. Initially when I was called to interact with the children over week-ends, they saw children responding better to their initiatives. Soon we decided to pool in our mutual experiences in propagating Organic Farming among school children. A yearlong pilot project was worked out in sixteen schools of Marthally Panchayath. It had components ranging from teacher’s orientation program to practical Kitchen gardening sessions for children. After the completion of the project a third party evaluation was also called in. The suggestions made by the evaluating committee were seriously considered in envisaging the current project.

In the last week of July 2016, Valli called to fix up a date to kick start the program at the earliest as ‘aadi’ or the sowing season was fast getting over. I particularly wanted the program to have a solid launch and not an unceremonious beginning; some “higher up” in the education department must at least inaugurate the event. Beyond publicity or their personal charisma they would drive in some seriousness in the schools and the community. My long standing experience with the system told me how important any matter would become if you managed to get the signatory himself to grace your program besides providing a signature of authority in green ink upon your proposal.

 

Rajan with Children

We were looking forward with fingers crossed for the DDPI to inaugurate the program which she had given consent to. In fact things were not so easy from her point of view. She was carrying a transfer order; some people contemplated that it was a suspension order! Rajan and Valli were for not to go near the office for some time as the permission for the program was granted. They had spent several hours for many days at the DDPI’s office, beyond the office hours. They strongly felt it is better to set off with the program immediately and show results in the field. But the fact that Chamarajanagara District had a very dynamic and promising CEO was strongly at the back of my mind. I was slightly ambitious to have her come over to inaugurate. To meet her and get an acceptance to come over to the program would take up another few days. But Valli reasserted her stand. ‘Children have to be distributed with seeds after a daylong introductory session in the schools; by the time we go to the last school the season would be gone. There is no time to lose.’

 

A meeting to make the dreams come true

We immediately got an appointment with the CEO and she readily agreed to inaugurate the program on a shortest convenient for her. With her acceptance, came the compulsion for us to re tailor the inaugural program. The event had to be in a Govt. School, show case the real need of the program and be accessible to the guests as well as the crowd that had to be mustered to match the dignitaries on the dais. We had already fixed up Kadaburu GHPS as the venue. The Headmaster who was welcoming to us earlier when, the DDPI alone was the guest, started fretting and veining.  He thought we were drawing the hawks eye upon him just as he was about to complete his glorious service of a teacher. In three months time he would retire and didn’t want to meet the lady officer. Like many other headmasters and teachers he too was narrating versions of how strict new CEO was and how badly she had treated three teachers the moment she took over the office. Of course they were not emphasizing how loath they were and how they had kept their schools. Some teachers applauded her move and secretly revealed to us what the headmasters were uneasy about.

 

A kid with his fruit of labour

We personally visited other schools to invite the headmasters and students. It was astonishing to know that five headmasters had already applied for leave during the inaugural day and three more suggested that they would not be in town. It took a bit of a time for us to realize this hatred “up-and –coming” was out of their fear psychosis. In fact we tried to invite the PDO of the panchyath and the BEO; they were on some unofficially official duty and not available till the last minute.   

- Manu K

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