Showing posts with label National Baking Company. Show all posts
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Saturday, April 12, 2014

Children reading their own stories to basic school children


 

 Can you imagine children reading the stories they have written to little ones in a basic school? Magical! The Jamaica Cultural Development Commission invited  the Jamaican Observer Junior Writers’ Club to participate in World Storytelling Day ( March 20) by reading their stories to children at the Radio Jamaica Basic School . (Basic school is Early Childhood level) .

The ten-year-old club  members (one is 9)  were a bit nervous at the thought of it, but we assured them that the children were very little and it would be like reading to younger brothers and sisters. And so that all would go as well as possible, our club members came to the Observer one afternoon earlier in the week  to practise their reading, expression, projection, pausing and pace.

 And I must say that the parents and teachers of these children have been most supportive of the children, bringing them to workshops regularly, and for something which is not to pass an exam, as in extra lessons, but which they realize will enrich their children’s lives. All is not lost!  The children have been taught the basics of story writing by me, and the stories have been then edited by me, in consultation with them, and our editorial team of Debra Gail Williamson and Olivia Johnson Wilmot. And it is consultation, which is great; the children are very sure about what they want in their stories, and you have to explain why things have to be changed. Indeed, they are young writers!

At our practice session,  Olivia Johnson Wilmot gave them a fact sheet on how to introduce themselves and their story, how to ask an introductory question, and how to end their reading by saying ‘thank you’. She is actually a brilliant teacher.  She also got the assistance of her father in-law, Billy Wilmot of Royal Palm fame ( a local soap opera that has been running for years here), to assist the children. It was fascinating to watch him work with the children. I saw its effect first hand as he came to work with the little boy who was doing his practice run with me.  What I saw was not only the effect of his Mr. Wilmot’s stage craft, but also the effect of the older male on the young male. It was as if he breathed more confidence into 'my' little boy. This is why we need more male teachers. You’ve heard it said that our boys are surrounded by female authority figures, mothers, grandmothers, female teachers, and they are all wonderful, but none of them knows what it is to be male. I think it must be similar to the way we interact with other women. There is a femaleness which we can identify in each other. So too there must be this male identity. I know, "Hello!’' you’re saying! "Doesn’t everybody know this?” Yes, but it’s the first time I’ve seen it right in front of my eyes. I know Uncle Billy is quite impressive with his grey  locks neatly tide back, but it’s more than that. Watching this interaction, it was as if someone poured water on a wilting plant and the leaves just lifted their heads again.

This could be a secret success potion for our boys. I’ve seen male teachers manage classes of little children and it’s different from a female teacher; however, it’s equally caring and wonderful.

Back to our reading: At the basic school, each of our writers read to a class. Some read to more than one,  as there were more classes than children, and two  read to an older group which had been joined together for the reading in their assembly area. The little children were attentive. They asked questions; they even answered questions. Wow! Our ‘clubbites’ enjoyed the reading of their stores; they enjoyed the interaction with the little children. They came away confident that they had achieved something wonderful. And I saw two male teachers at the school. Again, wonderful!

The school welcomed us. The little children entertained us with choral speaking by way of saying thanks, and snacks were provided for all by our sponsor National Baking Company Ltd. For myself, I was impressed with our children, the basic school and its staff, and all the sponsors, of course. The photos taken (some of which are on this page) appeared in the Jamaica Observer, and there was one of each of the children reading. Noted as excellent organization.

 

But most of all, can you imagine what seemingly little seed was planted that day which may grow into a great tree with spreading branches? Ten-year-olds have been empowered by the realization that  their written word and their spoken word can bring joy to little children. The little children, no doubt to their astonishment, saw that children a little older than they are have this magnificent power of writing and reading and storytelling. Everybody has been enriched by this. How many writers will come out of these groups? We do not know, but we do know that on that day little lives have been changed by the knowledge that there is something that can be achieved, that there is a knowledge and skill and power to which one can aspire. We just don’t know where this will lead to, my friends, but it’s all good.
Remember, that these stories are printed in the Learning Corner of the Jamaica Observer.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Despatches: More painting, running a writing workshop for children and a guest blog



Quite a lot has been happening really. I completed two more of my paintings of illustrations for Things I Like. I really like the one in the bedroom at night with the light from the moon on the curtain. The one eating . . . Hmm. I think maybe I’m running out of inspiration. Interestingly enough though, I found the artist after all these years (1984) and he has seen my paintings on my blog and thinks I have some talent. I’m very pleased. Mind you, he hasn’t seen the breakfast one yet.

So why I was distracted  from my painting? Here are the reasons.
First, Brown Bookshelf, a group of African American writers who seek to promote  the work of black writers  and illustrators of children’s books,  asked me to write a blog about my journey in writing,  publishing, and  the back story to a recent publication. I am, of course, honoured that they asked me. Although I’m not an American, they also select people from the Caribbean and the UK . They are highlighting a different person for each of the 28 days of Black History Month. My blog came out on February 19. For the full text please see the link:
http://thebrownbookshelf.com/2014/02/19/day-19-diane-brown/

I hope that this exposure will help us to form links in the USA, and might I say, bring our Caribbean books to their notice. I know it’s a dream. But who knows, eh? I didn’t know that this group would contact me.  So you just never know. We go forward in good faith, making links with one another on our journey.

Very interesting also, I was asked to facilitate a writing workshop for children by the Observer newspaper. It’s their Learning Corner Junior Writers’ Club. We had our first workshop last week Saturday. There are 8 children around age 10, selected from both government primary and private prep. schools. They are so keen, keen to write and to read. When we had break for snacks or for lunch, they could be seen reading the books I’d brought with me while waiting for the next session to begin. I’d forgotten what it was like to be a child and to read books in recess.  I am delighted to be working with these children. I’m very pleased that the other sponsor, National Baking Company has joined with the Observer for this initiative. Stories written by the children will be published in the Jamaica Observer’s Learning Corner.

One of the most wonderful things is to be still open to learning. What have I learnt so far? I have learnt yet again that this gift for writing is a gift to be shared over and over again as much as possible, and that children, each generation comes fresh to the excitement of the world; they are not jaded by the mistakes made by previous generations. Everything is new again and it is a blessing to be able to help with this newness. What else have I learnt? This idea for the workshops/club came about because one little girl wrote in suggesting it, and one of the facilitators  at the Observer thought it was a good idea, and the rest, as they say, is history. This little girl is taking part in the workshop. And we grown-ups sometimes think that it’s a waste of time sharing ideas because now one will pay us any mind. Let us never forget the power of one (this little girl), which can lead us to two, and three, and . . . I’ve learnt this anew.