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Monday, July 28, 2014

Jakarta and Idul Fitri

 On Sunday my host sister Syifa and I woke at 5 am (actually she was up long before then) to catch the 6:30 commuter train to Jakarta. The price was only 3000 Rp. Roundtrip our excursion cost us under 20,000 Rp, or 2 USD. Syifa's response: I had no idea it was so cheap! We can do so much traveling! My response: hell yeah! The original plan was to meet up with four other volunteers in the big city and make a day of sight-seeing. Our plans did not unfold as expected as Sunday was the day before Idul Fitri, the biggest holiday of the year for Muslims, and my host family asked us to be home early so they could prepare. Syifa, always good-natured, was happy to only do a half-day and see more with me later.


Jakarta was a ghost city when we arrived. A solitary man fishing for plastic bottles in the river was one of the only people we saw on the way to the Monas National monument, a tower which you go up by elevator and are able to see all the way out to the Jakarta Bay. Syifa told me that there would be heavy traffic coming into the city later that day because there were many festivals in Jakarta for Idul Firti. Hopefully next year I can see them. After arriving at the Monas we waited for another volunteer to join us at the "big candle" as he called it.


Waiting in the lobby of the Monas, watched over by the benevolent presence of a cat!

While Syifa and I waited for Chad to arrive we amused ourselves by going ‘bule-hunting.’ Syifa said she had never seen so many bules in one day before. We counted later and figured that we had seen 7 nationalities/regions represented in Jakarta that day: Thailand, France, Denmark, Japan, Javanese (apparently they are from further west than Karawang and have different facial features), American and Taiwanese. In my quest to be seen as a local and not a bule (which, according to Syifa, will never happen) it was fun to joke around and speculate about the other foreigners for once. I was very crushed when some locals singled me out for the customary bule photo, but this just proved Syifa’s point that I won’t ever be able to pass as an Indonesian even if I wear batik and speak Indonesian.




We met Chad and took the elevator to the top of Monas. It felt very “segar”, or fresh. We were all happy that this was the one thing we chose to do. Next time, maybe later this week, I hope to see the planetarium!





On the way back to the train station we got a bonus look at the Presidential Palace where Jokowi will live! This picture was taken right before a guard came up to me and told me, with a frenzy of hand motions, not to take any photos.



Monas aka "the Big Candle" (named by Chad) from the outside.



We took the commuter line back (for only 2000 Rp.) This was a car for woman only. There was a co-ed car and also one for just men. Syifa said it's so women can feel safer.



Part 2: Idul Fitri



Monday was Idul Fitri, similar in spirit and even some traditions to our Christmas. First, everyone gets dressed up in new clothes and takes to the street to pray. As we drove through the streets at 6 am everything was boarded up, locked down and as ghostly as Jakarta had been the day before. Everyone in Karawang must have been in the streets. My pictures don't do it justice but for as far as the eye could see there were people all facing East towards Mecca. My host dad (in the foreground) and two host brothers joined us on the female side of the street for some reason. All the kids were on our side too. I suspect my host dad joined us because we were late and the prayer had already started over the loudspeaker when we arrived.



Umi and me in my new Idul Firti shirt! Another tradition of Idul Fitri is to buy new clothes and shoes for your family members. 





My pictures taken on Umi's phone don't really capture the hugeness of the moment. It will be one of the memories I will carry with me after leaving Indonesia.

After praying we drove to my host parents' relatives in Karawang and then further away in Cikarang as part of the "mudik" tradition, or returning to your hometown to visit your family. Technically Idul Fitri was only Monday but the holiday extends the whole week and most people visit relatives, living and dead, if they're able. My family did not visit the graves of their dead family while I was with them but that is another tradition of this week. 


Monday, July 21, 2014

Thought jumbalaya

I feel like I’m having a Modern Jackass moment but I shall plow ahead anyway and placate myself by periodically reminding the reader that I have very little experience with what I’m talking about as of yet.  

At the same time that I am beginning my education as a teacher, I’m reading Malala Yousafzai’s co-written autobiography and articles such as the one I c + p’ed below that the Peace Corps provided us on flash drive before we scattered to different corners of Java. Having only been at site for a month and a half – and during Ramadan - I haven’t had much experience in the classroom but I can comment on the material I have read and am reading currently, stuff I’ve heard from other volunteers who’ve already been at site or completed their service and a few preliminary observations at my school in this short period of time.  
We were told during our three months’ training in East Java that we might find ourselves in schools where education isn’t a high priority, or at least we would witness schools like that while here.
Recently, education has become a top priority in Indonesia, which is part of why Peace Corps has been invited back (only to teach English). However, what exactly constitutes an education is the question we must ask ourselves. The students that this women  observed in her article, published in 2009, were attending school for a purpose, but not their own. It’s definitely easy to walk into a few classrooms and see how highly recitation and repetition are valued in all aspects of life and just see blind deference to authority but I don’t think I’m qualified to make that judgment yet.
Another addendum to my experience is that I am teaching at a madrasa high school, which is like a private school run by the Ministry of Religious Affairs. My host parents, too, run an elementary school next to my house, so it is not under MoRA’s control, but as far as I have observed, it emphasizes education in the Quran even more so than my high school.
So I can’t say much about how my school is run – just that it seems from a very brief glance to be an efficiently-run school with a tight-knit community of teachers who meet regularly to discuss students’ progress and teaching methods in various classes, put in long hours and some teachers even put work time at school ahead of engagements with their family, which strikes me as very different, considering how highly family is valued here. In the few teacher-student interactions I’ve seen, they don’t speak down to the students, the students even joke around with the teachers some and no corporal punishment is used. My initial reaction is that I’ve been placed at a model school for child-centered learning. Although I feel like a jerk for expecting the situation to be so different I guess the Peace Corps had to prepare us for situations like those in the article.
My PCV neighbors (a married couple) say that they’re very interested to hear how things go at my school because they have experienced many of the struggles they were told to expect, particularly with counter-parts refusing to work with them and schools that don’t provide a lot of logistical support – to the point where one of them is switching counter-parts in her remaining year left. They said that it may very well be that my school is a higher quality school because it’s in the city and can be more competitive and attract better teachers. The students also pay tuition.
Speaking of education, I’ve realized a few things while reading Malala’s book: how important it is to be learning about Islam from a non-American perspective, right now especially, and what it means to be American (in Indonesia). My host uncle sat down with me while I was reading it and struck up a conversation about Malala, who he said many Indonesians are aware of. He said he thought she was very brave and mentioned some famous women from Indonesia who were also his role models, including Kartini (from Blitar, where I did my site visit actually over Kartini Day on April 21st), Dewisartika (Sundanese woman), and Chutnyakdien (from Ace – Northern Sumatra). He also threw in that mother’s day (hari ibu) here is celebrated on December 22nd. This doesn’t surprise me too much that my uncle is a lot more progressive about women’s education, just going off of little things, like the fact that he doesn’t wait for my host mom or sisters to fix him a plate of food at night, as even my younger host brother Zia does (although not my youngest brother Fariq), he invites me to join the group of men outside when they’re sitting around talking and he has a very jovial attitude which doesn’t leave a lot of room for overt sexist attitudes.
On the second point, I’ve accumulated several thoughts over the past few months after seeing peoples' reactions to meeting an American foreigner. As much as I consider myself to be very blasé about patriotism, I thought last night that you can only know what it really means to be an American once you’ve lived abroad. Whether you’re into that kind of divisive nationalistic thinking or not, your home country becomes a huge part of your identity when you introduce yourself to people here. I think being an American in Indonesia means the following things, among others:
-          You are met with immediate approval, mainly because of Obama
-          You should remember that you from a country of privileges such as that your country has a well-known history and is seen as the center of the English-speaking countries; therefore you are never ignored, you are always an object of curiosity
-          Your purpose abroad must sometimes be flexible to the desires of your hosts or those you are with if you wish to integrate and learn in any capacity, meaning that you most definitely don’t know what your strongest need is at any point in your travels but it is certainly not to stay isolated when there is a chance to meet new people and have new experiences, however inconvenient they may sound to your personal needs of the moment.

 
And being a white American is, of course, a whole other blog post, considering that the beauty standard here is based on how white your skin is and how tall you are and how light your hair and eyes are. Something that has been amply observed by black PCVs in my group who I've talked with about this is that they are referred to as African instead of bule (a blanket term for most non-Indonesians, except Asians and Africans.) When I’ve brought this up to people in my neighborhood they say that it doesn’t matter whether they’re from Africa or not, it’s still how they group anyone with black skin who’s not Indonesian.
I know I digressed a bit but anyway, here is the text of the critical article the Peace Corps gave us about Education in Indonesia according to one anthropologist who studied it:
First, to break up the monotonous wall of text, here's me with the Tajemalela group that I joined, at a demonstration for the new students last Saturday

Me trying to look cool in front of my new students. The black doesn't mean extreme novice or anything, it's just the extra (XL) uniform they had on hand.

Here's my former kitten using the toilet as I trained her to do. It only happened twice.

Reconsidering Education in Indonesia: the impossibility of child-centred pedagogy.

By Fish S.

For three decades, the World Bank has funded Indonesian government efforts to provide universal primary education. By the mid-1980s, this goal had been achieved in terms of quantity but improving the ‘quality’ of primary education continues to prove highly problematic. What constitutes ‘quality’ ? What is so difficult to achieve and why? After studying three major innovations aimed at raising the quality of education, Schaef- fer concluded: ‘This is where the problems occurred - in the attempt to change once and for all the nature of teaching and learning, to one more child-centred, more individualised, and more consciously interactive (between child and module, child and child, child and teacher, and child and environment)’ (1990: 104). If the didacticism of schooling has shown such remarkable resilience, this suggests a case for radically reviewing what schooling is and what it does. Rather than engage in such a review, those involved in education projects have only ever explained the resilience of so-called rote learning by pathologizing the teach- ers whom they understand to perpetuate it. More specifically, it is frequently the ‘heavy hand of culture,’ under whose dictates these teachers purportedly function, which is held to blame. Similarly, anthropological work to-date has produced only a simulated engagement with schooling in Indonesia. The few people who claim to have carried out classroom ethnography (e.g. Shiraishi 1992, 1997, Siegel 1986) have not spoken to teachers, let alone pupils, choosing instead to sit at the back of the classroom and hone their mind- reading skills. The ways Indonesians talk about and explain the schooling practices in which they are engaged as teachers, parents or pupils have been ignored in favour of the anthropologists’ own (over) interpretations.

Key words: Education, Indonesia, pedagogy

Vol. 24 - n.1 (7-14) - 2009INTERNATIONAL JOURNAL OF ANTHROPOLOGY

 In this paper, I provide a critical analysis of how schooling is understood by both parents and kids’ themselves, in the neighbourhood in West Java where I carried out my doctoral research. Rather than reifying what schooling is, or should be, I deal with the occasions when schooling impinged on parents and kids and the ways they used schooling. First, I deal with the commentary on school produced out of school. Secondly, drawing from my experience of going to school, I deal with what actually went on in school and how the kids and Mrs. Teacher engaged with this. In the conclusion I will clarify how the absolute presuppositions of parents and kids alike are incommensurable with those of child-centered pedagogy, and reflect on the implications of this for educational improvement projects and, importantly, for kids.

The importance of not going to school When I first began investigating how parents and kids in the neighbourhood understood schooling, I was stumped. Nobody seemed to have very much to say. I neither heard parents reflect critically on what their kids learnt at school or how it was taught, nor assess different teachers’ abilities. I never heard parents talk about the positive consequences that going to school would have for their kids’ futures, for the kind of work they could aspire to. Like their parents, the kids spoke very little about school. They never commented on what a good day they had just had, or whether a particular lesson had been fun or boring. Furthermore, they successfully frustrated my attempts to provoke comment about either the routines or the content of school. When I suggested Semi (girl, age 10) write a story entitled ‘Cerita tentang pengalaman sekolah’ (literally: A story about the experience of school), this is what she wrote:

Cerita tentang pengalaman sekolah Kalau disekolah itu lebih baik belajar. Kalau diajar oleh guru yang jahat saya tidak mau. Kalau saya diajar oleh guru yang jahat itu lebih baik diajar oleh ibu guru yang baik. Kalau sudah pulang sekolah saya main ke rumah Ka Sela. Sudah dulu ya Ka Sela Salam manis dari Semi. SEMI Monday 7th September 1998

A story about school In school it is better that you study/learn. If you are taught by a horrible teacher, I do not want that. If I was taught by a horrible teacher, it would be better to be taught by a nice teacher. When I go home from school, I go and play at Ka Sela’s. That’s all for now, ok, Ka Sela. Love from Semi SEMI Monday 7th September 1998

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 It is not, however, that parents and kids are blasé about schooling. Most of the kids’ fathers are ‘buruh kecil’ (literally, ‘small labourers’), doing manual labour on construction sites and in the market, or working as pedicab drivers or wandering food sellers. Many mothers work as ‘home helps’ in the housing complex close by. Nevertheless, and despite the considerable financial strain involved, all made strenuous efforts to ensure their kids were not forced to drop out of school. This was the time of the financial crisis, yet the rising tide of primary school drop-outs reported elsewhere in the country was not evident in this neighbourhood. Indeed, parents considered it important that their kids achieve high grades in their final primary school exams in order for them to be admitted to the cheaper, but more competitive, state secondary schools. Kids too were extremely diligent (rajin) about going to school and active in policing any potential skivers. one morning when Bobi (boy, age 11) arrived at my house not wearing school uniform, for example, Semi pounced on him: ‘You didn’t go to school did you?! ‘Skiver! Skiver!’ Timidly he explained that his Mother had gone out without waking him, so he had only got up at 8 o’clock. He refuted my suggestion that he must have gone to bed late but Semi was having none of his excuses. ‘ah, you’re lying!’ she asserted. Approaching the time his classmates would arrive, he said ‘Kaka, I’m going to go home- I’m scared!’. Scared, it transpired, of meeting his classmates. In the event, he did not leave but his classmates’ reactions proved his original inclination right. Like Semi, they were highly unimpressed by his skiving and no excuse he gave was good enough. Although neither parents nor kids were engaged in the kind of critical reflection on schooling that I was looking for, it was not, of course, that nothing was going on. In the same way that the kids were quick to comment on Bobi’s skiving, so parents and kids were quick to comment upon another boy’s having had to drop out of school. Parents presumed that Jajang (boy, age 11) was happy not to go to school because as a result he was free to ‘ameung wei’ (Sundanese. play non-stop). While the disadvantages of not going to school (future employment, well-being, etc) called forth no comments, Jajang’s dropping out was nonetheless deemed problematic. What was at issue for adults was parental, or more specifically a father’s responsibility. As one Mother put it: ‘His Fa- ther’s like that, and always has been- when he’s fed up, he just leaves and then doesn’t come home again for ages’. Jajang’s Father’s actions, she continued, had consequences. Ashamed at not been able to pay his school fees, Jajang’s parents had forced him to drop out. Furthermore, in order to feed her family, Jajang’s Mother had no option but to rely on Jajang, her eldest child, to look after her two younger ones (7 and 4 years old) while she worked as a live-in house help. For the other kids likewise, the issue was not what Jajang was missing by not going to school but his replacement obligations, which they deemed inappropriate considering his age. Semi, for example, once said of him ‘Kak, he’s still small but he already has to take care of his younger sister and brother. Poor him Kak - his mum rarely comes home, so it’s Jajang who takes care of his little sister and brother. His dad works far away too’. In the light of the above, it would appear that parents and kids do not presuppose going to school to be good in the way one might expect them to. As I state earlier, no-one ever talked about the ways or reasons school was good for kids, or the ways not going to school was bad for them. Instead, the absolute presupposition about schooling was altogether different: not going to school is not good.

Empty lessons, un-listened to songs. If, out of school, no one talks about school in positive terms and, instead, what is important is not to not go to school, what does actually go on in school? What practices does schooling consist of? What is it that the kids are learning and how? Do they con- sider the content of lessons significant when they are in school? If it is fundamental not to not go to school, what do the kids understand as the purpose of their being there, when they are there? From my experience of joining the kids of Class Five, I can best describe schooling as an ebb and flow of riotous peace. As a new girl, I was surprised by the daily occurrence of public disorder that was schooling; I was uncomfortable with the uncontrolled revelry and noisy behaviour that the kids clearly enjoyed. Yet, this riotousness was peaceful be- cause Mrs. Teacher was not in conflict with the kids. She did not aim to gain total control over her class; she was not trying to get their full attention. It was not, however, that Mrs. Teacher had no control. The process of every les- son was highly routinized and the kids were au fait with when and in what way it was necessary for them to participate. A lesson would begin with Mrs. Teacher (or one of the pupils) copying the title, introduction and example exercise questions from the textbook onto the blackboard. The kids entertained themselves until this was complete, at which point the pantomime-like participation would begin. Mrs. Teacher would read aloud through what was written on the board. The kids would join in, en masse, on queue, with their pre-prepared responses. If she gave them the first syllable of a word, they would give her back the rest. If she gave them a question, they would give it her back in the affirmative: ‘Ngerti?’ (got it?). ‘Ngerti!’ (got it!). The kids never spoke individually, on their own initiative; they never asked questions, never said they did not understand. The riotousness of the peace ebbed. Then it flowed, as Mrs. Teachers went out to the staff room, supposedly leaving the kids to get on with the exercise associated with the lesson at hand. As one of the girls summarized on one occasion: ‘It’s like this every day, isn’t it Ka! If Mrs. Teacher isn’t here, the boys start drumming on the desks and singing, throwing books around, and thumping the cupboard at the back’. In order to highlight how irrelevant the content of any lesson was in comparison to the relevance of performing the routines, let me take an extreme example. Mrs. Teacher explained that each pupil would have to come up to the front and sing a song, for which she would give each a mark. Indeed, one by one, the kids all did so. Considering this was a lesson in ‘Keterampilan dan Penjasahan’ (Skills and commendable/Meritorious Service), however, the exercise seemed to miss the point. The kids all sang so quietly, that their songs were impossible to hear. This did not matter, however, because I gradually realized that no one was listening. Instead, the other kids were busy chatting amongst themselves. Even Mrs. Teacher at her desk, arm’s length from each kid as s/he per- formed, made no effort to look attentive. She was busy marking exercise books. Yet, none of the kids found this occasion out of order in any way, let alone distressing. In my bafflement, I asked one of the girls why we were doing this. She explained simply, ‘if you don’t want to, you’ll be given zero, be marked absent’. To be given zero is equivalent to being absent; if you are not going to perform in school as is expected of you, you may as well not be there. Indeed, all the kids did sing, and all received the same mark - the mark that they had been there and performed. The individuality of their performances, that is the quality of each of their singing, was irrelevant. So, rather than the lesson being pointless, it was I who had totally missed the point. The kids and Mrs. Teacher were perfectly clear as to the purpose of the exercise, which had been success- fully achieved by and through the kids’ performances. Indeed, in schooling, achievement and performance are intrinsically linked. Ac- cording to the kids, the optimum outcome of schooling is to ‘dapat prestasi,’ to get prestasi. The best translation of prestasi might be ‘per-chievement’ because achievement is constituted as performance, as doing what is prescribed of you. ‘Per-chievement’ is also presumed as foundational to being pintar or clever. Another routine schooling practice involves each kid going to the front in turn to write the answer to one of the exercise questions on the board. On one particular occasion deti (girl, age 11) turned round and asked me encouragingly, ‘Ka, are you going to go to the front?’. ‘Do you want to?’ I asked her in return. ‘Yes!’, she replied, adamant and enthusiastic about the prospect, ‘Jadi pintar!’ (So that I’m clever!). The kids never seemed distressed if they got the answer wrong. What was important to them was to go to the front and write an answer on the board. ‘To be clever’ (‘Jadi pintar’) is therefore more aptly translated as ‘to be seen to be clever,’ that is, to be seen to be performing as prescribed. Mrs. Teacher too understood as crucial that the kids be seen to be performing as prescribed. As the marks she gave the kids for singing bore no relation to the quality of their performance, so the grades she gave them for their homework were not considered indicative of a pupil’s ability. Diligent parents do their children’s homework for them, and these children get good marks. Consequently, they ‘dapat prestasi’ (get per-chieve- ment) because they have done what was required of them. For Mrs. Teacher what was problematic was ‘poor’ kids who did not get their homework done because their parents were away working. In conclusion, then, the presupposition that it is important not to not go to school is perfectly compatible with how schooling is constituted in school. The routinized practices that make up schooling and the kids’ and Mrs. Teacher’s understanding of these same practices throw light on why it is fundamental to not not go to school. Made up of empty lessons and un-listened to songs, I have shown the content of school lessons to be irrelevant. I have argued instead that the purpose of schooling is to participate in the routines, to be seen to perform as prescribed. This being the case, there is clearly no possibility of doing schooling from a distance. There is no catching up on public performances; if you miss an occasion, it is gone. Consequently, it is important not to not go to school.

Conclusion: the incommensurability of child-centred pedagogy Premised on the science of developmental psychology, child-centred pedagogy is pur- portedly learning as is natural to ‘the child’. Children learn by doing, by actively exploring, by play. Bundles of innate cognitive ability, all that is required is the right environment for their Nature to unfold. This responsibility falls primarily to teachers. Indeed child-centred pedagogy has become so taken for granted, that it is difficult to see these statements as problematic; it is difficult to think outside them (cf. Walkerdine 1984, 1988). What I am arguing, however, is that the success of child-centred pedagogy has created new problems, like the one with which I opened this paper: the continued effort and failure to improve the quality of primary education in Indonesia, to make it more child-centred. The more successfully education has been articulated as child-centred, the more other pos- sible understandings have been disarticulated. With rival understandings of education dis- located in this way, so-called rote-learning can only be understood as not real understand- ing. The only way to explain its persistence is by pathologizing teachers who cultivate this infertile environment. On the other hand, if child-centred pedagogy was not so endlessly and exclusively reiterated, then what is going on in Indonesian primary schools might have been taken seriously. What is going on might have been investigated, as opposed to repeated investigations into what is not. Through this paper, I have highlighted local, counter-articulations of education. Far from ignorant, as they are treated by way of a child-centred articulation, my analysis shows Mrs. Teacher, and crucially the kids and their parents too, all know exactly what they are do- ing by way of schooling. They are perfectly clear as to the purpose of education. Furthermore, I have shown that what is going on is not primarily the rote learning of facts but something altogether different. The often and inappropriately called hidden-curriculum consists of doing repetitious routines, of being seen to do what is required. The rote-learning of facts takes place as well, in order for the kids to pass their multiple choice examinations but in no way did Mrs. Teacher, the kids or their parents rank it more highly than ‘per-chievement’. Moreover, this counter-articulation of education does not presuppose kids to be naturally (cognitively) developing beings, nor does it consider classrooms fertile environments. The absolute presuppositions are incommensurable with those of child-centred pedagogy. Yet, a child-centred articulation of education, which treats teachers as ignorant, kids as subject only to their own nature and ignores parents, cannot engage with these counter-articulations of education productively. In place of dialogue, all parties involved seem destined to keep talking past each other. In light of my analysis, therefore, the on-going efforts to make primary education in Indonesia more child-centred emerge as rudely arrogant, often farcical and potentially criminal considering the mounting national debt involved. Sadly, however, this argument has been made before and on a much larger scale. Take the following criticism of the dominant research paradigm in the World Bank and uSaId, for example: ‘Anecdotes abound regarding the chalk-and-talk pedagogical method of many Third World teachers. But we have few concrete descriptions of how teachers interact with pupils, how student exercises are structured and evaluated, and what forms of knowledge are communicated …

These beliefs and practices define how the teacher can legitimately act in the class- room … Yet we have very little evidence on how these deep social rules interact with the use of instructional materials to shape pupil achievement’ ( Fuller & Heyneman 1988, in King 1991: 212-3). As I bring this paper to an end, there is one more effect of the articulation of child- centred education to which I want to draw attention. Many Indonesian commentators and academics have presumed the per-chievement based practices of schooling to be the re- sult of ex-president Soeharto’s New order government’s intention to ensure that ‘children … internalize their invisibility as the insignificant collectivity’ (Shiraishi 1997: 164). The practices of empty lessons and unlistened to songs are reminiscent of military government. Kids drilled in the importance of being accounted for and taught not to abscond; kids drilled to do what is required by the regime, taught that if they do they will be left in peace. Kids taught, that is, to be subjects and definitely not to be citizens, treated as subject to the power of others and not as agents in their own right and given no criteria with which to object. Though highly opinionated about numerous other practices, the kids were not equipped with a critical vocabulary with which to talk about schooling. Yet, the situation is arguably more complex than state brainwashing, the coincidence rather of different intentions, of different articulations. As we have seen, for example, parents did not force their kids to go to school out of any fear of the state. Rather, not to not send you kid to school they considered good and responsible parenting. The effect, nevertheless, is terrifying. On the one hand, the kids do not have any access to prior critical statements about schooling from their parents. The powerful effect of this articulation of school was most clear to me as it effected Jajang, the boy who had dropped out. He was unable to articulate back effectively, concerning his predicament of not going to school because there was nothing upon which he could build a counter-argument; he was disarticulated (cf. Hobart 1999). Merely to draw attention to the fact of his not going to school was to criticise his own parents. Therefore, he went to great efforts to protect what he did when the other kids were at school from public scrutiny, cultivating a secret life. On the other hand, with schooling empty from beginning to end, kids do not have access to any critical statements via this articulation either. They are, in this way, doubly disarticulated- firstly by the articulation of going to school as indicative of good parenting, and secondly, by the articulation of schooling as empty lessons and unlistened to songs. Finally those promoting child-centred pedagogy are responsible for a third disarticulation. In their strenuous efforts to improve the quality of primary education, these parties have made no effort to engage in critical dialogue with either teachers or parents and their counter-articulations. Neither is it through a child-centred articulation, then, that kids are going to be enabled to think. Rather than opening a dialogue and thereby providing Indonesian kids with something to work on, these child-centred parties can be understood as effecting a triple disarticulation. Child-centred indeed!

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Friday, July 4, 2014

Reflections on the election and some other things

First things first. I have in my hands physical proof that objects from the outside world can, in fact, reach me. The address is my schools. I may also be able to receive things at my house. Will report back after further experimentation. Have also bought a pack of envelopes so can now send letters with exotic stamps. Yay!
It’s been July 4th for a whole 19 hours here already and I actually did end my day with fireworks. Granted, I’ve seen them every night since Ramadan began, but it still felt like I was smuggling a small tradition onto the rooftop of my house, from which I watched the small pinpricks of light dance in pretty patterns to the music of a young boy singing the evening prayer in a clear, undulating voice.
And speaking of important days in political history, the July 9th election (aka the first time in Indonesian history that power will be handed down from one elected official to another) is the hot topic of the moment.
Jokowi and Probowo’s faces have long since been staring determinedly off into the unforeseeable distance, as have the signs of a caricaturized voting card holding up its right pinkie stained with purple ink (how they show they've voted). I’ve been able to talk with my sister Syifa at great length about her opinions of the candidates as well as my co-teacher and know the general leanings of the rest of my family.
Humility is a word I hear used here a lot. It is possibly the one characteristic that people will comment on before physical appearance. My host mother is always saying, “You should to be humble.” Syifa (who is also my translator at many points in the conversation) said that this is one of the main reasons she thought many people liked presidential candidate Jokowi: because he appeared to be humble (it is her habit to speak in the plural when talking about national issues like politics or religion.)
She is yet undecided as to who she likes more and says she wants to do more research. My host parents are pro-Probowo so Syifa’s desire to make an informed decision shows her independent nature. She seems to bring up a lot more criticisms of Jokowi, namely that he is taking leave from his job as governor of Jakarta to campaign and would be giving that job up before he finished it if he won the presidency. She thinks this is irresponsible. However she does think that he is more humble than Probowo, and that seems to matter to her the most. My counterpart seems to think that Jokowi is the obvious progressive candidate and she believes that for that reason he will (or perhaps that translates to ‘should’) win.
Despite my sister’s logical approach to reaching a decision her opinions seem to change daily based upon her spiritual and/or superstitious feelings about the two candidates. Things such as a speaker having a heart attack right before a scheduled speech from Jokowi being a sign from Allah that he is not the best candidate. My co-teacher too said, “I believe that each of the candidates have a destiny that only god knows” which I took to mean that she believes whoever is chosen will have been God’s pick all along.
The Quran is, of course, my sister’s and everyone else’s measuring stick in this and all matters. Her decision-making process seemed much more involved than anyone I’ve ever met. To make her final decision in the next four days, she says she will have to balance logic, reason and her heart. This is an important formula from the heart of the Quran. There are four aspects of a person's character in the Quran that she will judge the candidates by: honesty, truthfulness (the ability to keep promises), intelligence, and willingness to educate others. Not surprisingly, she brought up the Mahabharata tv show that she and the rest of my family watch with religious fervor. When I first saw them watching it I found it odd – perhaps out of my own religious ignorance – that they would subscribe so thoroughly to depictions of a Hindu text, but Syifa broke it down for me. They like it so much because it teaches the same things about character as the Quran.
The fact that Arjuna (far right) is “soooooooooooooooooo handsome *giggle*” doesn’t hurt either. And it’s a little higher quality than the overly-dramatic soap operas (called “cinemas”) that they watch all the time; maybe still as dramatic, but at least over issues like free will and dharma, and with lots of sea punk-worthy CGI.
Anyway, we shall soon see who Indonesia chooses to make the important decisions for the next five years.
Also, I will talk about Ramadan in a future post but for now, here's a little cultural exchange: http://www.buzzfeed.com/regajha/starve-wars


Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Around the block in video

By pure luck I downloaded the videos I made of the past few weeks onto the web before dear iPhone was too soon taken from my possession (RIP iPhone).
These videos were still a work in progress but I no longer have the patience to tweak them. This was the best video-editing program I found but the audio's still pretty choppy or else horribly generic.

The second video is something I made for my host mom coz she wanted a memento of her school's graduation. That video was shot on our front yard. Backstory: my family helps run an elementary school next door.