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New game, new fun!


After I checked in, I went outside the room where a few small girls like Tulsi and her friends were playing with the rubber ring. They said that it was boring and wanted to play something else. We thus, set up a water can in the center of the aisle and designed a new game. The objective of the game was to land the ring around the neck of the can from a distance of about 8 feet. The children enjoyed the game. After a couple of rounds, we decided to play Hop-Scotch. The children were very excited. We then played for about half an hour and wound up.

–Madhuri N

  • January, 7th, 2014
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A bitter-sweet goodbye!


This was my last caravan and as I entered the caravan, the kids jumped on me and dragged me to the drawing corner. Little Shilpa sat on my lap and started colouring and telling me all about her grandma’s passing. She sobbed softly as she spoke about it and I hugged her close to me. She then gave me a cute smile and continued colouring. The kids then wanted to dance so we played a few songs for them. I also had to run behind naughty Aishu to get my glasses back from her. I’m definitely going to miss that kid!
These few months have given me some unforgettable memories and heart-breaking experiences and I will always cherish them.

Supriya Subramanya

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A calm Caravan… How often does that happen?!


The Caravan started at around 2:00pm with not a single kid in sight. I was rather shocked but then slowly we had about 10 tiny ones come in and the Caravan began. To start with we got the kids to color a few pictures and some kids were solving puzzles.
The kids seemed really excited about the Pratham books and wanted the ones with pictures only.They happily read along with the volunteers or read themselves as well.
As for me, this little kid Gautham got really bored with me. I am guessing it was due to my sub-standard Kannada but then he got along really well with another volunteer.
Little Spoorthi has grown up quite a bit, I remember when the Caravan first began, she hardly spoke and would only dance or jump around and she was tiny. But now she speaks to us in English and she helped me with another kid explaining him that my Kannada is bad and she told him that he ought to nod in agreement to everything I say!



— Sara Fathima
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The older brother streak


Between the games that we were playing at the Caravan, I was able to talk to Surya who told me about the problems he was facing at home. He said he fights with his father to allow him to go to school and his mother supports him. He says his dream is to become rich so that he can spend money whenever he wants. He also has a younger sister who he is very protective of. He says he will never bring her to Tackle summer camps because of the large number of boys there! He is clearly very concerned about her!

— Ashifa

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Bright sun makes for a pleasant Caravan


The small number of volunteers at the start of caravan posed a problem for all the volunteers to keep track of the kids. But the bright sunny day, made most of the kids confine themselves to indoor activities for a change which made it easier for us volunteers to keep track of the kids and understand them. While doing the activities I noticed a kid who was very adept at building blocks and I saw him skillfully construct a beautiful structure.I also helped a hesitant 2nd grader to finish several jigsaw puzzles and saw him progress slowly but steadily with each puzzle.The story telling stall I noticed had an unexpectedly high number of participants this time with the introduction of the  Kannada Pratham books. Lokesh sir (a headstreams staff member) sat with the kids as they read out the stories and was very animated when it was his turn to read.

— Shruthi Sara
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A mixture of fun and heartbreak


The day started out rather chaotic, when the kids got bored and restless as the volunteers were planning to go for the performance and receiving parents and visitors. Leaving behind a few distraught kids was disheartening for all of us but the whole experience was educational . It taught us where to improve our organizational skills and made us realize the importance of  distributing responsibilities so that one person isn’t overwhelmed.
The beautiful ballet performance excited all our senses and I caught a few glances of a few girls pirouetting their way out of the auditorium. 
All in all the day was tiring, exhilarating fun and heartbreaking. 

— Shruti Sara

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We get better with every block


Today, I realized how attached these kids are to us. For the past few weeks I’ve been playing with Satyanarayana and Kiran throughout the caravan. Even this week, when I reached they both came and sat with me, which made me feel really good. 🙂
Satyanarayana was sitting on my lap the entire time, and he kept showing me what he had built and asked me to contribute by putting blocks onto his work.
Kiran was at his adorable best today and kept trying to defy the laws of gravity by building towers that were as tall as him. It was really good to see how creative he was. Every time his tower came tumbling down, he started all over again with renewed enthusiasm. 

— Shruti Nedungadi

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Ballet, hunger, and cheers


I was just as excited to be going for the ballet performance as the kids were and was really looking forward to it. Even the kids who weren’t eligible obviously caught the excitement and wanted to go. There was a lot of begging, screaming, crying and an inexplicable increase in the bus line. After a lot of consoling and some “Akka I’m actually 10 years old”, we finally boarded the bus (with no extras). There I was told of a murder that recently took place and how the body was found. Everybody had a slightly different version, but they all agreed that nobody knows who did it, or why it was done.
I spent the rest of the journey just sitting and talking to the other kids. When we reached the auditorium, many kids informed me that they had been here previously to watch Dr. Abdul Kalam deliver a speech. When we got inside they were very excited to see the performance. Many of them were awestruck by the dancers on their toes (they asked me if they were “real people”, it was very cute),much like I was, as it’s always been a dream of mine to learn ballet.
Since there was no dialogue as such, many didn’t understand the story so I explained it to them. The ones who knew the story of Cinderella made their own inferences. Just before the interval, the hunger bug caught the kids. Many lost interest in the play and got really distracted. When the program finally ended, they cheered loudly, though I’m not sure if it was because they genuinely had a lot of fun, or if it was because they were finally leaving…

— Ahalya Acharya

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Feedback from the kids


We went back to our usual Caravan with regular stalls happening after a long time of celebrations and hungama. After ages we had the dance stall and it felt good to be dancing again with the kids,although it wasn’t in full swing like before but we still had fun.The kids also enjoyed themselves.They danced their heart out.
The other stalls also took place simultaneously but since we did not have much stall preparations we could not come up with much activities to keep the kids engaged.
We had another round of evaluation with the kids.This time it was on an one-to-one basis.The volunteers had to personally go and talk to the kids.We more or less got a clear idea of what the kids feel.We also got to know a little about their personal problems at the caravan and what they expect out of the Caravan.Some interesting replies were, “We want computers to paint pictures and print them”!!
Some of the problems the kids face were more with the other kids.It seemed that the girls were having problem with some of the boys because they were being teased and hit by the boys.The kids enjoy coming to the caravan because the volunteers are very nice to them and the volunteers understand their problems.They find Caravan better than home and school because there is no one to scold or beat them here at the Caravan.
The kids have opened up to us more than we expected!!!

— Reetama Das

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Goodbyes are hard


As soon as I got to the caravan, we were told to get individual feedback from the children. So I went to the puzzles stall so that I could sit down with them and get the answers. As soon as I went there, it was nice to see that many of the kids immediately called me over to sit with them, which made my task easier. One by one I wrote down names and attempted to translate the questions in my broken Kannada. What I noticed with most of the kids was that they did not understand what feedback was, which made them feel like they were answering questions in a test. So when i would ask them what they felt was the difference between their parents and teacher, and the tackle volunteers, they answered very theoretically, saying “My parents take care of me at home, teachers take care of me in school, you take care of me at caravan”. It was a bit of a challenge translating exactly what the questions meant. After this, Veena and Ashwini came and I took their feedback as well. They were older than the other kids I spoke to so their responses were more elaborate. They were saying that they have to work all the time at home, but they got to play at caravan…


…it was time to go and they all left asking if I would come next week as well. It made me nervous when they asked me that because I realised that at one point I’ll have to start telling them that I can’t come as often anymore, and I won’t know how to tell them that.

–Trisha Singh