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No.041/VIII - Jun/Jul - 99

cover story
No Island
is a Culture Unto Itself

Bali's ethnically diverse roots

-Lombok echo
Where to Lombok ?
Plans for Lombok's tourism industry

Buffaloes
in Black and White

The races, Sumbawan style

Lombok Update

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Gallery
Quo Vadis
Balinese Painting ?

> Saraswati's Gift
A community school in Ubud

Postcard
Cat Food

Food
Blast from the past

Adventure
Almighty mountain

Fashion
T-shirt design:art or fashion?

Books
Bali art biblio

Fiction
The beautiful rice paddy

Bali Living Promotion
Natura

Jungle Drums

Bali Sing KenKen


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Money is still a problem for the school, and many of the parents have put a lot of effort into fund-raising. Fees are kept low to enable poor families to enroll their children. But that policy is problematic, as the school’s running costs are high. The kids use paper, pens, toys, books and of course, growing bodies need to be fed. But as Dayu said: "I was prepared to work for a minimal wage because the satisfaction of working here is greater than my need for money. I just need to be able to eat."

p28b.jpg (13163 bytes)Paul, the lithe, rangy, energetic and committed administrator, is clear about the school’s aims. "First it is a project for Indonesians. We want Indonesians to benefit from this school. In a rapidly changing world, children have to be prepared by experiencing a flexible, creative educational system. This school is for Indonesians first and Westerners second. We hope that through this school we can provide a place where Indonesian teachers can learn new skills and share information. We also want the school to be self-sufficient - to be independent - run and funded by Indonesians, eventually. We hope it can become a model of how to teach the state curriculum in a way that excites and challenges. We are not interested in dependency or colonialism."

The school has achieved such a reputation that enrollments have shot up from an initial 20 TK (Taman Kanak-kanak: kindergarten) and 17 SD (Sekolah Dasar: primary school) kids in 1997, to the 60 TK and 85 SD that are expected to enroll in the year 2000. That the majority of children are Indonesian is a sign that the school has succeeded in its aim not to provide a haven for expatriate children, but instead to provide a diverse and caring learning environment for all children regardless of race and ethnicity. The Suta Dharma school is possibly one of the best examples of Indonesia’s national motto: Unity in Diversity. The children are of mixed nationalities. Right now Austrian, German, Italian, Thai, American, English and of course Indonesian kids learn and play together - blond hair blends with glossy black. The accents attached to the Bahasa Indonesia that is the school’s official language are as varied as the colours of the Leggo on the floor. Suta Dharma has also welcomed four special kids, three of them from one family. Thanks to the Ubud-based philanthropic Foundation, Bali Hati, these kids now have wheelchairs, which the more able-bodied kids at Suta Dharma tend to hijack to do circuits of the playground. It is hard to tell which are the special kids, as they blend so seamlessly into school life and are quite obviously integrated. "When the disabled child first started in TK, she was unable to walk, so the other kids just crawled on the ground to be at her level. They didn’t even think about it. They just did it. It was amazing," said Paul.

For Sinead Lawson, the Irish volunteer Montessori trainer, finding work in Indonesia was a dream come true - or vocational magic. She had spent most of her early life in Singapore, Malaysia and the Middle East. But her early teaching experience in her native Ireland was as delicious as cold cabbage. "I used to think I had a good day if I only had one or two bruises on my shins," she said ruefully. A complete foil for the exuberant Paul, Sinead is quiet and thoughtful, like a pond into which one wants to throw coins. "The predictability of Irish provincial life drove me crazy, she continued. "When I saw the advertisement for a job in Jakarta it was like a gift. The crazy thing was that the woman who interviewed me was my old Montessori teacher, so she knew what I could do. We shared a meal, talked about life and I had a job! But the school in Jakarta underwent some difficulties, so I came to Bali for a holiday. I came to Ubud and didn’t even know about the school. But then when I returned to Jakarta someone asked me if I had been to the Montessori school in Ubud....What school?" she laughed "I made contact and said that if they could find me accommodation and food I would volunteer to teach the teachers. Well now I live with Ibu Dayu and her family".

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