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End of a chapter!


The caravan started around 2 P.M. We started with getting the kids to color a few pictures and do puzzles.
We finished around 4, with the usual chaos around the mike. We got the kids to form a circle and sing “too tee ta” and said our goodbyes.
And that is when the feeling of the last caravan began to sink in and I realized that from next Saturday, I wouldn’t be coming here. There would be no more ‘Hi Akka’s!!’ and no more hugs and smiles from the little ones. I had this terrible feeling of leaving something I loved.


I’ve had the most amazing Saturdays during the past five months. Tackle has been a very different and nice experience. It has taught me look at things differently, and has given me a chance to do something that made me a happier and a better person.

–Sara Fathima

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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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Thanksgiving Weekend


…For me the caravan was an exotic experience and I was part of it for selfish reasons. But now its become part of my life and the unconditional love the kids shower us with is incredible and heartwarming. Believe me, their smiles and tight hugs just make my day, and I will be high on happiness the entire week. The fact that the kids look up to me as a volunteer and they want to see me every week and hang out with me just fills my heart and boosts my ego as well. It makes me insanely happy when kids say things like we are like siblings to them, I mean I must have done something right but I have no idea when, where and how, in these few weeks we have forged this incredibly beautiful bond with the kids and I miss them already. My life will not be the same without the caravan.
I think with Tackle we have been successful in giving the kids smiles and loads of learning, they have freedom of choice and most importantly the vision what we had has come true in some sense. those big idealistic speeches and ideas what we communicated at the orientations have come true.


— Sara Fathima
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Breaking barriers and stereotypes


I was glad to be back at the caravan after quite a while.It was an unusually hot Saturday afternoon but then the kids were energetic as ever and delighted to see us.I did not get to interact much with the kids this time,hence it was more of an observing thing for me. When one observes from a corner its like this moving picture of chaos and happiness. You have kids preoccupied with solving puzzles or simply looking at pictures in a book.They share colours or help out their friends and sometimes fight for something.Sometimes the kids do not want to talk and they are just content when you are beside them while they did their thing. And I was delighted that in these few months we have breached the gap between us, the kids are now comfortable with us. Now they tell us stories and share their problems and speak their minds to us. I personally think its amazing that despite coming from different places we have been able to break stereotypes and become friends with the kids. These kids with their innocent smiles have undoubtedly changed me as a person and it turns out that the volunteers and the kids sort of have a mutual understanding.The kids look forward to seeing us every weekend and they probably get the fact that we don’t see them as ‘different’ and this has given them a sense of security, and established a level of comfort.

— Sara Fathima

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Rushed stories, finger painting, and smiles


    …I began my task of luring the kids to the stall with help of puzzles and story books. And this kid comes to me, DevaDarshini, and she asks me to read a story, and I read it word by word and she repeated after me and impatient as ever, after two pages she asked me to read the last page, and hence we “finished” the story together…

    …I was with DevaDarshini almost throughout the caravan and her smiles and interest in the activities made my day. Finger painting with her, reading for her and simply being around her was amazing. Its overwhelming and feels really great when you have a kid around, who is learning from you and appreciating your work (she loved my painted cup) at the same time. I’ve realized that I end up reliving my childhood with the kids and I love it and cherish every minute of it.

— Sara Fathima 

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Feeling special on Saturdays.

It was the usual Saturday, I reached the caravan venue after 2 hours of intellectual torture. The weather was calm and cool, and soon the kids started coming in. We had a plan and materials set for them only for us to change it again, thanks to not knowing Kannada. So we ended up as a drawing stall. 
And it turns out the kids are incredibly talented and love drawing and coloring bright colors. We had about 27 kids(surprising) and they drew and gave their feedback on the leaves and left for other stalls.   
By almost the end of the evening 2 girls are pulling me along and asking me to dance and play and they would want to hold my hands or stand next to me(overwhelming, surprising). It made me feel special and the innocence of the kids is adorable.

—- Sara Fathima