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Mistakes in Kannada are not a problem for our kids!


The caravan yesterday as the first of it’s kind, where we volunteers put up a skit for the kids on the occasion of Diwali (late as it may be) and Children’s day.  Before the skit was presented the kids were given diyas and asked to paint them to the best of their imagination. Most of the volunteers being busy with the final skit practice and me attending my first practice, we were unable to watch the kids at work. After close to an hour, it was time to start the start the play in front of the kids who were ever so silently and patiently waiting to see what the rest of us had in store for them. Though there was some amount of noise from their side during the play, it was very pleasing to watch them sit quietly and watch the play with a lot of interest for the majority of the play. What touched me most was the way the kids kept prompting and correcting me with my Kannada narration whenever I went wrong and not one laughed at me for my mistakes. This one small deed made me realise that yes, our work here is showing some results. 

–Husain Miyajiwala 

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Let go, be crazy


… The kids started running around just hitting each other with the ball, playing a modified version of the ‘dodge ball’. But, this time around instead of stopping them, the volunteers decided to join in with them and it was really amazing how much one enjoys playing like that. Because we were going ‘crazy’ along with them instead of asking them to stop, there was a considerable difference in their behavior with us. The kids seemed more calm around us and listened to the volunteers more readily than they would have on another day. What this week’s caravan taught me was that the best way to connect to a child is being a child yourself…

— Husain Miyajiwala

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Community visit


…After the caravan there was a community visit wherein we visit the homes of some of the kids that come to the caravan to get to know them a little better…it was a fascinating experience all the same. Fascinating because even though some would say they felt bad about the living conditions, I felt it was just amazing the way the people lived there, like a close knit large family where everyone’s lives were intertwined with one anothers. The kids were very happy and enthusiastic to take the volunteers to their homes…

— Husain Miyajiwala

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A night in the tractor


… While we were waiting for all the kids to be done with registration, I tried talking to our in-house ‘Messi’, Prashanth, and this time he actually opened up, probably because of the efforts of Amy who started the conversation. He spoke about how he used to live with his Uncle and Aunt as his parents were no more. He told us about how he and his friends slept in the tractor across the field the previous night and upon questioning his choice to not go home and the worry his uncle and aunt must have felt, he told us that he was currently living with his friend as his aunt and uncle had kicked him out of the house. When asked why he had been kicked out of his house he was a little hesitant to talk about it and immediately changed the topic. He also mentioned that he worked in a juice shop and earned close to Rs.3000 a month and he used this money to buy himself clothes and food. In the meantime the registrations were done and the kids were all asking for the ball, so Prashanth went ahead and started playing with them while Amy and I stood and contemplated what we had learned about Prashanth… 

–Husain Miyajiwala

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The football enthusiast


   With every passing week, the Caravan is now becoming a part of me. Saturday, though being one of the most hectic day of the week, is still the most awaited day of the week for me… In the games stall, before we started a proper game per se, the kids had already started to play among them either football or cricket. I reached the venue and immediately joined the kids in football, one of the kids, Prashanth, who seemed very enthusiastic about football suggested the we pump in some air to make the ball better and offered to accompany me to the pump shop at the corner of the road, walking towards the mechanic’s shop I learned that Prashanth actually loved to play football and the he had represented his school at state level in both Football and Volleyball and won 1st place in football competition. He said he loved playing the game. When I questioned him about why he didn’t want to try for the Nationals if he was so good, his reply was that he wasn’t sure that he’d be able to make it there and that his uncle and aunt, who he lives with, couldn’t afford the expenses anyway and it was no use thinking about it. That one statement hit me hard. 

— Husain Miyajiwala