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By the Book

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I have written about the new Minister of Education, Joyce Ndalichako, on this blog before (http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2016/01/dear-joyce.html), and now she is making headlines again.  A recent article in the Daily News describes her desire to inculcate and nurture a culture of reading amongst Tanzanian youth.

According to the piece's heading: "The availability of locally relevant Kiswahili readers and English novels, written especially with Tanzanian youth in mind, will encourage Tanzanian students to improve their literacy and language skills.  This, in turn, will contribute to their success on their secondary school examinations, their future studies, and their full participation in society."

A tall order, but a tasty one.  Smacks a bit of Toa Nafasi in the "assessment of primary schoolchildren as an opportunity to determine whether they are developing crucial foundational skills" arena, eh?

Read on below….

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The Minister for Education, Science, and Vocational Training, Professor Joyce Ndalichako, has appealed to students in the country to nurture their love of reading, not only because it's a hobby, but also because it is useful to read for education, for wider knowledge, and to open new horizons and opportunities.


"Reading is a gift that has been given to you by your teachers.  Treasure it, for it will be the key to future success," Prof. Ndalichako told pupils from Maktaba and Chang'ombe Primary Schools and students from Chang'ombe Secondary School during the Children's Book Project 25th Anniversary which took place in Dar es Salaam recently.

Ms. Sarah Mlaki who read the speech on behalf of the minister, also launched the Mbinu Saba guide, an evaluation report supported by CODE and the government of Canada and Round Six set of books published with the support of the Burt Award for African Literature in Tanzania.  She also presented awards to the winners of Round Seven.

"In this case, I would like to appreciate Children's Book Project (CBP) for Tanzania's contributions to the improvement of the quality of education through provision of learning materials and and training of teachers using Mbinu Saba and for providing results of the comprehensive assessment on the readership program.

I look forward to the Mbinu Saba guide to be distributed to as many teachers as possible through NGOs' support and donors, and BAAL publications of this year to be distributed to as many schools as possible across the country."

Assessment of students' learning in primary grades offers an opportunity to determine whether children are developing the foundational skills upon which all other literacy skills are built and where the efforts need to be directed.

This is vital information for improving the quality of education in schools.  The CBP 25th Anniversary celebration recognized the critical importance of literacy as a tool for learning.  Literacy is vital for individuals and also for the development of the community and the country.

Tanzania has agreed that illiteracy and gender disparities in education need to be addressed.  "Through the 'Education for All' act, we have committed to increase literacy rates by 50 percent by 2025, and through the Millennium Development Goals (MDGs), the government has committed to eliminate gender disparities at all levels of education by 2025," Prof. Ndalichako noted.

There are specific initiatives that are dedicated to helping girls and boys to develop not just basic literacy, but an active love of reading that will last their entire lives.  In 2013, the government unveiled the Big Results Now (BRN) initiatives as a way to fast-track the path from a low to middle-income country.

As one of the six focal areas, the education sector has received much attention, especially in the early primary grades.  Education was deemed as one of the priority sectors in the BRN initiatives, specifically for addressing the disparity between improved school access and declining school quality.

"I would like to pay tribute to those who work behind the scenes - teachers, publishers, writers, and many other hard-working individuals who help others acquire literacy skills.  Their work enables people to access a world of opportunities," she further said.  The minister congratulated teachers, librarians in particular, for their tireless efforts to pass on the precious skill of literacy to Tanzanian children and youth.

Teachers have an enormous responsibility and opportunity to help these young girls and boys develop skills that will enable them to gain access to information, to analyze it, and to make decisions about their futures.

On her part, Executive Secretary of the Children's Book Project, Ms. Pili Dumea, said they have prepared 320 copies of books, six of which are written in English.  According to her, the books were published early January this year, and they plan to publish another five books shortly.

They also prepared a lot of Swahili books to reach many children who prefer to read in their mother tongue.  "CBP has produced around 5,000 books, sold 3,000, and others have been sold in the common market."

"At the beginning of this project, we started with six primary schools in each district," Ms Dumea said, and now they can reach 200 primary schools and five teacher colleges from the Eastern and Central Regions as well as the library communities in Turiani, Mkuranga, and Rufiji districts.  Most of these schools are in Dar es Salaam, Coast Region, Dodoma, and Morogoro.

In the program of study, 5,050 teachers were trained in new methods of teaching children to read and write.  In 2012 and 2013, CBP, in collaboration with CODE Reading Specialists, Prof. Alison Preece and Prof. Charlie Temple, conducted three training workshops in Mlandizi for fifty potential trainers.  Shortly after the last workshop, the CODE Reading Specialists prepared a Mbinu Saba guidebook that supported the teaching methodologies shared in the workshops.

Speaking while making presentation of the Mbinu Saba guidebook, Mr. Marcus Mbigili noted that the guidebook was also intended to remind teachers on the steps to the methodologies introduced in the workshops.

CBP translated the English version into Kiswahili and worked on it to fit the Tanzanian context.  The guidebook contains seven general areas, which include introducing students to Literacy, Phonological Awareness, Phonics, Reading Fluency, Comprehension, Vocabulary, and Writing.

"These seven areas of skill development contain the five that are currently being stressed by the different organizations and programs in Tanzania.  In order to teach reading well, teachers should learn a number of concepts and strategies under these seven general areas," Mr. Mbigili noted.

The Children's Book Project for Tanzania started in 1991 in response to Tanzania's acute shortage of books for children and lack of adequate skills among education sector personnel to produce these reading materials.

CBP set out to assist with the production and distribution of relevant reading materials and to encourage and support indigenous authorship.  Children's Book Project for Tanzania was founded by the Canadian organization CODE in response to the urgent need of books for school-aged children in Tanzania.

The Children's Book Project for Tanzania does not only receive support from CODE, but also from other organizations including SIDA, DANIDA, HIVOS, the International Reading Association, the Canada Fund, and Aga Khan Foundation as well as the government of the Netherlands and the British Council.  Individual projects are funded by various banks in Tanzania.

Masika

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Most of the time, weather in Tanzania is pretty much how you would expect equatorial Africa to be: hot.  But each year, we get two seasons of rain.

The first, masika, is the long rains which traditionally take up the months of March, April, May, and June.  The second, mvuli, is the short rains, occurring in October and November.  Of course, with the advent of El Nino and global warming, these dates have becomeapproximate, but you get the general idea.

This schedule puts us smack-dab in the middle of masika, which can be looked at as Tanzania's "winter" season.  It's true the temperature has cooled significantly, but more than that, it's rain rain rain, all day every day.

The house is drafty and damp, laundry never dries, toes and fingers tingle with cold, and I wear a scarf that becomes a crucial part of every outfit, including pajamas.

Work suffers too.  Kids are kept home from school due to the torrents, classrooms are wet and muddy, streets are impassable, cars undrivable.

This week, Hyasinta and I had planned to conduct parent interviews at one of the new sites, Msandaka Primary School, the smallest and most remote of the four schools in which we are now currently operating.

We had just passed by on Friday, another rainy day, and my little '96 Suzuki - true to form - got stuck on a mud bank.  Not wishing a repeat scenario, we decided to leave the car at Msaranga Primary, which is always our home base, and head to Msandaka on foot.

Msandaka is a bit far, it's true, maybe two or three miles, although I am a natural walker, and so enjoy the exercise, but mungu wangu (My God), yesterday was a whole other story.

The road was pure mud, you could barely feel anything solid under your feet at all, and we slipped and slid all over the place, picking our way over rocks, sometimes just giving in and wading through, about two miles deep into the village.  Our other sites are all fairly close to the tarmac road, but Msandaka is definitely well off-the-grid - I know where I'll go when I never want to be found, that's for sure! - and it was a veritable trek with the addition of the quicksand-like mud.

Hyasinta was our fearless leader, picking out the way ahead with me and Teacher Rose C. trailing behind.


Along the sides of the road, men worked in the shambas (farms), one of the boons of such bountiful rains.


The lushness of the village was definitely underscored by the wet conditions.


Certain points along the way were reminiscent of a horror movie.  Dark and angry skiesabove signposts claiming "No Way Through."


And my Converse All-Stars will never be the same.


But I do love a good adventure, and following Hyasinta through Msaranga was a bittersweet reminder of my days as a wee volunteer, traipsing after Vumi with kids in tow and greeting villagers along the way.

Since we have to go back tomorrow, I think I'll wear my hiking boots, and give the kicks a rest....!

H.M.I.C.

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As you all know, The Toa Nafasi Project expanded dramatically this year - from serving one public primary school to four.  And with such expansion comes other growth - more students, more teachers, more administration, more expenditure, more more more more.
 
In order to accommodate the expansion, I have learned to let go (-ish) and not sweat the small stuff (as much).  This means delegating responsibility to my colleagues and allowing them to discover and understand, develop and grow, and even make mistakes and learn from them.
 
Gasto has been a huge help on the admin side, facilitating interactions with unpleasant government-y types and undertaking icky office-y tasks (creation of an HR manual, anyone??).

At school, Hyasinta is Boss, the H.M.I.C. or Head Mwalimu in Charge, and I rely on her to keep the younger, newer teachers on point.


At first, I was skeptical.  Who could do the job the way Vumi did?  Who could I rely on so heavily, who would understand my moods let alone my Swahili, read my thoughts, share my jokes?

When Vumi was still alive, I did not have much of a relationship with Hyasinta other than sharing pleasantries.  I used to call her Mrembo or "Beautiful" because she is, but she is also mpole (quiet/shy) and I never got to know her until last year.
 
Though I am determined not to make that mistake again with the new crew (I make an effort to spend a little time with each of them, to know a bit about their lives, their strengths and weaknesses, personalities), I still need an H.M.I.C. to put a little layer of management between me and the staff.  Hyasinta not only fills this position, she OWNS it.
 
If I ever had doubts about her in the past, they are 100% erased based on her performance this year and really since Vumi's funeral last July.  She has stepped up in unimaginable ways, just the way Vumi did back in the day.  And though she is not Vumi, we do have our jokes now and we do share our stories and we do have a personal as well as professional relationship.
 
I've come to find Hyasinta not only beautiful and quiet/shy, but also smart, quick, active, forward-thinking, and thorough.

Case in point, we had a slight shida (problem) with one of the teachers not respecting her authority and I was about to call Gasto in to have a talk with her, but Hyasinta declined, wanting to handle things her own way.
 
Instead of going to the teacher in question, she held a meeting for all of the teachers during which she elucidated the rules of work: hours, breaks, absence and lateness, teaching style, etc.

Here she is talking about cell phone use and eating in front of the children.  I think it was a really effective way of laying down the law.  And I was impressed that she handled the problem on her own without either me or Gasto stepping in.
 
Maximum respect, Hyasinta, maximum respect....
 

Satellite Sites

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Hi everybody, I hope all my lovely readers out there are well and good.  Here at Toa Nafasi, things are great and we are getting lots of valuable work done.  I will write in length a bit later in the week, reporting on the progress of various tenets of the Project, but for now I'll post a quickie with a few images to tide you all over.

The expansion from Msaranga Primary to include Msandaka, Mnazi, and Kiboriloni Primary Schools within The Toa Nafasi Project is in full effectI thought, having been familiarized with the sights and sounds of Msaranga (see how Teachers Rose A., Imelda, and Leah hold down the fort just below) these past three years, you might want to see how it's all going down at our satellite sites.
 

Msandaka is the school we went trekking through the mud to get to last week.  It is the farthest interior in the village of the four schools, and also the smallest.  It has a branch that supports deaf students.  Like many schools in Tanzania, there is a shortage of classrooms available, so we have been teaching by the cook's station.  It is actually not such a bad setup as Teachers Rose C. and Sia have created an intimate space where a few students can get small group lessons with fairly minimal distractions.


This CANNOT be said of Mnazi, which is the second smallest of our four sites, but has been overrun with teenyboppers from recently closed-down chekecheas (nursery schools) nearby.  It's part of another interesting Magufuli intervention: shut down the private/individual schools and force everybody into the public school system.  I get what he's trying to do - unify and strengthen the government education system - but give a little warning first!  Coping with 70+ new children,who have never even held a pencil, in a regular Standard One class, three months into the school year, is no small feat!


Still, despite all the mayhem, Teachers Mshiu, Nell, and Dorcas manage to find a way to teach a small cohort of Project kids on the veranda.  But you can definitely see how the learning environment is less than desirable, especially for kids who are already struggling in class, easily distracted, or clearly learning-disabled.


Directly neighboring Mnazi is Kiboriloni, the next biggest school, with probably around as many kids in Standard One as Msaranga.  The headmaster is a fantastic guy who has promised us a store room to use as a classroom come June - I believe it is currently being used by teachers-in-training doing their field work from teacher colleges around the country.  For the moment, KB is in the same boat as Mnazi: overrun with youngsters, not enough classrooms, and a general headache both for Toa Nafasi and the regular Standard One classes.  Still, we all endeavor to do our best!  Here is Hyasinta checking in with Teacher Sarah (not me!!).


Much more to come very soon, so please do stay tuned!

"My Better World"

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Check out this interesting piece in Forbes magazine by global education contributor, Jordan Shapiro, titled "How Some Of The Poorest Girls In The World Get Exactly The Education They Need."

Generally salient, the article is about the ways in which NGO Camfed International supports secondary school students (especially girls) to complete their studies, gain life skills, and obtain a sense of self-worth and respect, using the teachings of former Camfed beneficiaries to edify the current generation.

Of course, I can't buy into all of it however, having lived and worked in Tanzania for just under nine years now (?!?!), so when he talks about secondary school education being strictly English-language-driven, a little scoff might escape me.  Or when he assumes that local communities want to do what's best for their kids and are not "just out to get money," I may snicker.  And at the idea that anything in Tanzania is "an intricate and sophisticated approach to solving major systemic problems," I can't help but just laugh aloud.

Still, it's nice to know that nchi yetu (our country) is well-regarded in the eyes of the international education world and that what all of us development people are trying to do is making some bit of difference in the grand scheme of things.

Mr. Shapiro's takeaway is actually pretty fair: it is possible for the tenets of Ujamaa to work in tandem with a modern-day system of governanceWhether they actually do or not is a whole 'nother story.  Karibu tena Tanzania, Mr. Shapiro!

Original content back at ya next week!!

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"To care for yourself, you need first to care for others — so that you feel valued," one teenage girl reads from a black-and-white speckled composition book.

She's standing at the front of a classroom in Tanzania, presenting from her notes.  Just moments ago, she was huddled in one of many small groups, discussing answers to the prompt: what does it take to care for yourself, to feel competent, to have self-esteem?

"What about accepting your strengths and accepting your weaknesses?"  Another student interrupts her.

"And having the confidence to speak out," the first one jabs back playfully.  The room erupts in laughter.

Unlike some of the other girls in the class, the girl in front of the blackboard is not wearing a white cotton hijab.  She's dressed in a long orange skirt and a blue sweater.  Just thinking about her sweater makes the back of my neck itch.  Tanzania is hot; really hot.  I'm dripping with perspiration — uncomfortable even wearing the thinnest linen shirt I own.  How does she bear the heat?  How can any of these kids concentrate on their studies while packed so tightly into this humid school room?  With two or three kids sharing each seat, their shoulders rub up against one another.

I notice that the dull, two-toned paint on the dirty walls is chipped and that cracks in the plaster travel from the ceiling all the way down to the floor.  And even from inside the building, I'm conscious of the hot sun glaring down on the rusty corrugated aluminum roof overhead.  The school reeks of sweat and it feels like an oven.  But it's also an architectural reminder of former president Julius Nyerere's Ujamaa socialism.

Nyerere was the first leader of the United Tanzanian Republic from 1960 (when it was still Tanganyika) to 1985.  Ujamaa means "extended family" or "brotherhood" — it was the word Nyerere used to describe his vision of economic and social development.  "Every citizen is an integral part of the Nation and has a right to take an equal part in Government at the local, regional and national level," he wrote in his Arusha Declaration.  His writing was succinct and inspiring, but ultimately, Ujamaa policies did little to prevent devastating economic decline.  Today, Tanzania's hunger level is rated "serious" by the Global Hunger Index, with an estimated 32.1% of the population undernourished.

Nyerere wrote a treatise in 1967 entitled Education for Self-Reliance, in which he called for free compulsory public schooling that would contradict colonial "attitudes of inequality, intellectual arrogance, and intense individualism."  He thought Tanzania's education should focus on agriculture and productivity.  His influence is obvious when I'm standing outside the classrooms.  The simple rectangular school buildings are built from concrete and arranged symmetrically around a well-maintained courtyard.  Late in the afternoon, I spot the students singing together while they tend to the grounds, trimming the grass and pruning the shrubs.  Their end-of-day contributions would likely please the former president if he were still alive.  He envisioned egalitarian "school farms," where "students will relate work to comfort.  They will learn the meaning of living together and working together for the good of all."

Inside the classroom, things get a bit more confusing.  In my notes, I keep scribbling the buzzwords of post-industrial capitalism — scalable, entrepreneurship, identity, self-worth — right beside Ujamaa words like community, care, work and support.  I'm sitting in the back of the room beside Lucy Lake, CEO of Camfed (Campaign for Female Education)— an organization that works with local community leaders and families in sub-Saharan Africa to create networks which provide support to keep girls in school.  Since 1993, Camfed and its community partners have directly supported 1,603,674 students in Zimbabwe, Zambia, Ghana, Tanzania, and Malawi.  And they estimate that nearly four million have benefited from the "improved learning environment" that their work provides.

The class that I'm sitting in is a perfect example of these "improved learning environments."  Shani, a short 27-year-old woman in yellow flip-flops, paces back and forth.  She's teaching a specially-designed life-skills and well-being curriculum.  When she was a girl, one of seven children, she was only able to afford secondary school thanks to the help of the local district council.  In addition to personal expenses like proper uniforms and shoes, secondary schools in Tanzania required school fees — a practice that was only recently abolished.  In 2009, Shani joined CAMA, the Camfed association — a network of young, educated women from rural communities which has 55,358 members across sub-Saharan Africa.  Then, in 2013, she joined Camfed's award-winning Learner Guide program, an initiative which brings CAMA members back to their local schools in order "to support marginalized children in their studies, help them succeed, and create a better world for themselves and their communities."  She's energetic and exuberant as she leads the students through exercises about the previous night's reading.

Each student has a book, entitled My Better World, opened in front of them.  It's written in Swahili, but I'm reading along in an English language version of the text: "This book could help you make your life a better life…this book could help you recognize, understand, and overcome your day-to-day challenges…this book could help you become a role model in your community."  I'm amazed at the students' engagement, their playful excitement, the way they seem to be performing for each other (and for me and the other guests in the back of the room).  There's a familiar goofiness to their humor which I recognize as the same harmless, age-appropriate, boundary-pushing that one sees among middle-schoolers, tweens and teens all around the world.


"Accept yourself for who you are!"  One of the students says in Swahili, "Many people want to be rich, but if you don't accept that you are poor, you will want to steal."  I'm touched by their self-reflections and I feel my lips often curling into that same half-smile, half-pout hybrid expression that my psychotherapist always made whenever I revealed vulnerabilities.

I ask a few students about the My Better World book after class, and their responses all resonate with the predominant secular conception of the 21st century self: personally unique, empowered, autonomous, self-aware.  In fact, they sound just like adults in the USA when they read a self-help book for the first time.  They're overly enthusiastic converts, celebrating their new found wisdom, insisting that the same curriculum should be available even to younger primary school students.  I look around just to make sure I'm not really on some vegan pseudo-ashram in Southern California.

Soon my cynicism dissolves.  "Basic human needs are not just food and shelter," four girls tell me, "but also love and health."  I nod in agreement, convinced that some schools in the USA, Europe, and the UK should use this My Better World book.  After all, back home I'm increasingly concerned that nobody's talking about the socio-economic 'soft-skills gap.'  Folks rarely acknowledge that school-day opportunities for identity exploration, or for students to consider their own personal well-being, are distributed so inequitably.  In the USA, for example, the poor get drilled on grit, perseverance, and eye-contact, while the wealthy get creativity, purpose, and empathy.

Here, thanks to Camfed, the poor get purpose, hope, belonging, respect.  I tell Lucy Lake how impressed I am with My Better World and she explains that although it was developed in partnership with Pearson, creating it was really a process of aggregating local expertise.  This curriculum is apparently specific to sub-Saharan Africa — written in collaboration with members of Camfed's regional teams, most of whom are CAMA members themselves.

Still, if you ask me, the My Better World content seems pretty universal; it features precisely the sort of focus on autonomy, voice and empowerment that all tweens and teens will need to thrive in a secular, post-industrial global economy.  Researchers have linked this sort of identity exploration to "intense engagement, positive coping, openness to change, flexible cognition and meaningful learning" (Kaplan, Sinai, and Flum 2014).  And I'd argue that one's ability to flourish in any particular economic epoch is, to a large degree, dependent on having a sense of self that's framed within the predominant conception of personhood.  In our times, that means accepting the individual — as opposed to the household, the tribe, or the Paleolithic band — as the primary socio-economic unit (hence, the current popularity of both the serial entrepreneur and the personality brand).

Miraculously, Camfed managed to persuade the Tanzanian government to allow CAMA Learner Guides like Shani to facilitate this Swahili language My Better World curriculum in 151 secondary schools.  That's a pretty significant achievement when you consider that these schools have always been strictly English-language only.  And it was necessary.  After all, it would have been disingenuous to ask kids to explore their own identities in a foreign language.  So Camfed worked with politicians and community leaders to get permission to teach in Swahili.

While some Tanzanian officials may have been reluctant in the beginning, I suspect they've been convinced by now.  Student performance has increased by unprecedented amounts (effect sizes of 0.5 in English and 1.0 in Math) at schools that include the Learner Guide program.  Retention of marginalized girls has also improved: they are 38% less likely to drop out than girls at comparable schools.  What's more, 84% of head-teachers said the sessions helped students feel more confident about school.  96% of students agreed; they said the My Better World sessions "made them feel more positive about the future."  97% said it helped them shape their goals.  And 95% of the students said that the CAMA Learner Guides were "role models."

No wonder.  The CAMA Learner Guides are not teachers, but rather local community members, local stakeholders — many of whom now serve at the very same schools they once attended.  "I'm a link between the school and the community," Shani explains.  Camfed has trained 3,903 young women like her working as Learner Guides in 1,009 schools across Ghana, Tanzania and Zimbabwe.  They've reached 121,212 secondary school children over the past year.  In exchange for their commitment, Learner Guides become eligible for interest-free micro loans through Kiva.org.  Most of them use the funds to start small businesses.

Julius Nyerere would probably be appalled.  He certainly did not envision an educational trajectory where self-empowerment leads to individual entrepreneurship.  But that's precisely what seems to be working.  I visited a few of the CAMA small businesses nearby: some beauty salons, some dress shops.  And at each one, I saw proud women — often joined by proud husbands — excited to show off their success.  One woman showed me her handwritten bookkeeping system, and explained that she couldn't do any of this without a good math education.

I smiled and thought, yes, this is precisely what Julia Gillard, Former Prime Minister of Australia and current chairwoman at the Global Partnership for Education, meant when she spoke to me about "the transformative potential of education" last year.  A few months after our conversation, Gillard became Camfed's patron and said to a group of CAMA Learner Guides in South Africa, "If you can deal with poverty, then the girls, with their inherent strengths, will seize the opportunities given to them.  If you can get the right resources to the right girls at the right time, then you will enable them — because they are strong, and they're smart — to change their lives."

Members of the local district council, as well as all the headmasters I met, agree.  They've seen the impact that CAMA Learner Guides and the My Better World curriculum has had on the secondary school kids.  Most of them told me they hope Camfed will develop a similar program that brings self-awareness and empowerment to primary-school students too.  And almost unanimously, they cited the reduced drop-out rate, explaining that they can usually attribute almost all attrition to just three causes: financial insecurity, family instability, and teen pregnancy.  Financial capital only addresses the first.  It takes local buy-in to address the second.  And they insist that the best way to address teen pregnancy is through precisely this kind of education.

To drive the point home, Jeanne Ndyetabura, a retired civil servant who used to work in the department responsible for vulnerable children, tells me the story of a local girl.  At the time of her first menstruation, the girl had no idea what was going on.  Nobody had taught her about her body.  All she knew was that she was bleeding from the inside.  She was certain that this meant she was dying.  So she ran away from the school; she ran to die at home.  She didn't tell anyone, not her friends, not her classmates, not her teachers.  Instead, she cried and walked — terrified, worried.  But along the way she met a boy.  "Why are you crying?" the boy asked.  The girl explained and the boy laughed.  "You have nothing to worry about," he told her, "go home, clean up, sleep.  Then come back in 7 days and I'll give you the medicine so this doesn't happen again."  She did as she was told and this is how she got pregnant.

Jeanne Ndyetabura insists that through education, girls learn more self-respect, they understand their own bodies, they take care of themselves.  But I'm wary that this perspective inadvertently places all the responsibility on the girls.  I think about the surrounding society's accountability.  I'm certain that the solution is not just an education that teaches girls how to be on their guard against the supposed natural spirit of boys.  Instead, complex problems require multi-faceted approaches.  And while I've seen enough data about girls' education in the developing world to recognize the accuracy of Camfed's slogan: "When you educate a girl, everything changes," I also know that the simplicity of the phrase doesn't do justice to the organization's intricate approach.  It doesn't acknowledge the degree to which their work depends on a local community's "knowledge capital, social capital, and institutional capital."

Those are the terms that Camfed's founder, Ann Cotton, used when I first met her after she won the 2014 WISE Prize.  Knowledge Capital, she explained, "resides in the community itself," they will always know more about what they need than any outsider.  Social Capital describes existing community support systems that need to be mobilized and strengthened rather than replaced.  And Institutional Capital refers to pre-existing institutions, like chiefs, schools, churches, and mosques which already have a strong foothold within the community.  "You need to honor and dignify what already exists," Cotton explained.

Stuck in Dar es Salaam's abysmal traffic on the way to Julius Nyerere International Airport, Lucy Lake confirms that the same attitude even permeates Camfed's outlook on financial capital.  "We approach from the assumption that communities want to do what's best for their children and will allocate the funds accordingly," she explains, "not from the assumption that people are just out to get the money."

Most of my readers live in a world where political battles often rage around tiny semantic distinctions between words like "welfare" and "entitlement," so I expect that people will dismiss Lucy Lake's perspective as naïve and idealistic.  But what I saw in Tanzania was an intricate and sophisticated approach to solving major systemic problems.  And I'm not the only one who thinks so.  In a recent Brooking's Institute report on scaling-up solutions for education, Jenny Perlman Robinson and Rebecca Winthrop explain that Camfed "challenges the common perception that community participation and efficient, accountable management are incompatible in the transition from small, single-community initiatives to large-scale, multi-community or multi-country programs."

I was still sweating in the airport restaurant.  Lucy Lake and I were eating cashews and drinking fruit juice while discussing other examples of education programs for the developing world.  We shared a mutual appreciation for some and a wariness about top-down, drop-in, and secular, missionary-like approaches.  I heard them call my flight number over the loudspeaker and I gathered my belongings to head to the gate.  In place of goodbye, Lucy Lake paused and spoke as if she wanted to punctuate all of the conversations the two of us had all week.  She said, "the distance to school is not only about how far you have to walk."

A few days after I arrived home, I started hearing all those familiar debates about whether to blame poor student performance on bad schools with lazy teachers, or on toxic home environments with un-engaged caretakers.  Frankly, that discussion seems downright silly now.  I've seen first-hand that it is possible to blend Ujamaa socialist values with post-industrial individual entrepreneurship — to create functional community networks, which honor local expertise and mobilize all the stakeholders together, so that they can care for individual students' well-being, even in the face of extreme poverty.

Like a Rolling Stone(-MacDonald)

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Apologies for the lack of communique in recent days.  I am just coming off a 2+-week work-visit from my friend and colleague, Dr. Angela Stone-MacDonald.  I feel fairly certain that most of my readers are familiar with Angi, her scholarship, and role with Toa Nafasi, but you can read a bit more about her here: http://ocw.umb.edu/early-education-development/eec-preschool-learning-standards-and-guidelines/about-professor.html, and here: http://blogs.umb.edu/angelastone/

Basically, Angi is our consultant in all things education, and some things research and development.  She has worked with us since 2013 though I have known her since 2009; fatefully, we first met here in Tanzania while I was working for another NGO and she was doing her dissertation research.

More recently, Angi developed the assessment kit we use for Toa Nafasi, and has also created alternative methods of teaching slow learners in Tanzania, which she is then able to pass on to our teaching staff.

While she was here this time around, she observed Toa Nafasi in action at all four sites, conducted a 2-day seminar for the current Toa teachers, studied them as they taught her new lessons, and then provided evaluations and answered questions.

 
 
 
It was a very successful visit and the teachers really enjoyed Angi's tutorial as well as just her general presence in the classroom.  They are always drawn to Westerners and curious to know more about why they are visiting Tanzania, so they had fun chatting with Angi in Swahili and learning more about her background.

In addition to work at school and with the teachers, Angi also got to meet Gasto, who helped during the seminar days; Jackie, an extremely capable and bright 17-year-old Tanzanian girl who is helping us with data entry; the pastor at the Lutheran Church and his staff at the nearby BCC (Building Caring Communities) Center, with whom we may partner on a couple of kids' cases; Brenda at Gabriella, and our three students who board there; the wazeewith whom I had my second board meeting of 2016; Dr. Robin Peterson in Arusha to whom I go for advice, support, solace, and sanity; Marytza Leiva, a brilliant photographer and videographer, who is working on some product for Toa; and my landlady, Susana Selle, who is a retired teacher herself and very interested in the Project.  Plus, of course, all my crazy friends in Moshi.

We even had time to take Drogo to the vet, watch the final season of Downton Abbey, conduct a taste test of Moshi pizza offerings, and have all four tires on my car replaced - I had thought the traffic police were trending a new bribe but, in fact, my tires were indeed bald(ing), so I had to shell out the big bucks to get them changed.

Yes, it has definitely been a busy time!  However, just like a rolling stone, Dr. Angela Stone(-MacDonald)(!!) gathers no moss....

After her short stint here with us in Kilimanjaro, she has just returned to her "real" job as a professor of Early Education and Care at the University of Massachusetts in Boston.  In addition to her busy teaching schedule, she is responsible for various administrative duties within her department and also attends a number of academic conferences both nationally and internationally each year.

Come September, Angi will take a sabbatical from all that and spend the academic year at SUZA, the State University of Zanzibar, courtesy of Fulbright.  Check her out here: https://www.umb.edu/news/detail/fulbright_winning_umass_boston_professor_to_work_in_tanzania

Hongera sana, Angi!

Not in Kansas Anymore

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Direct on the heels of Angi's visit to the Project and her work with the teachers to help them improve their lesson-planning and strategies for teaching slow learners, Toa Nafasi was fortunate enough to receive more guests with even more wisdom to bestow.

This time, it was Dr. Marilyn Kaff, a professor of Special Education at Kansas State University.  Like Angi, I had known Marilyn in the past, though not so well.  She also worked in Lushoto at the Sebastian Kolowa Memorial University (SEKOMU), a private teacher training college dedicated to serving people with disabilities.  Our paths had crossed several times over the years as our missions in Tanzania are cross-collaborative.  This year, we were able to finally connect as Marilyn came to Moshi for a short period on her way back to Lushoto with four undergrads and a whole lotta book learnin'!

Marilyn and her students (Katie, Caitlyn, Alyssa, and Mary) spent a full day with us visiting all four Toa sites and then spending time with the teachers doing a "storyboard" of The Little Red Chicken or, in Swahili, Kuku Mdogo Mwekundu.


A storyboard is a sketch of how a story is organized and a list of its contents: Who are the characters?  Where is the setting?  What is the plot?

By having both texted and text-free versions of this simple story, teachers are able to elicit participatory responses from their young pupils.  We can ask the children who they see in the text-free version, where they are, and what is taking place.  These things can be verified or refuted by then reading the texted version.

I don't know, honestly, if the Tanzanian teachers will use this technique in the Toa classrooms, but they sure had fun learning a new way of teaching our kids to use their critical thinking and problem solving skills as well as another way to read a book.

Even though time was short, I think Marilyn and her Kansas kids enjoyed their visit to the Project and their short presentation on storyboards.  They were certainly effusive and enthusiastic!

For my part, I enjoyed the infusion of youth in imparting this new strategy, and the hopeful and buoyant spirits of the four lovely girls; their vision of our Project through the gaze of youth and novelty was truly energizing.

Legally Tanzanian

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Hello all, and many greetings from Moshi where I have just returned after a glorious week in Amsterdam (blog post to come!) on holiday.  I had meant to post this entry before I left, but alas, it was not meant to be, so I am posting now.

Most of you probably know that prior to founding The Toa Nafasi Project, I was a volunteer with Visions in Action, a small grassroots organization out of Washington DC, that places international volunteers with local NGOs in developing countries and oversees their stays.  After six months of that in 2007-8, I then went on to work for Visions for the next 3+ years after which Toa Nafasi took hold and I devoted my time to the Project.

Upon leaving for TZ the very first time, I started a fun and cheeky (if not always politically correct) blog titled "Legally Tanzanian," so that friends and family could keep up with my exploits.  As with this blog, I had a lot of fun writing and was dutiful about posting, but it was definitely a little racier that this Toa Nafasi blog.

The name "Legally Tanzanian" came out of a joke that me in Tanzania was about as likely as Elle Woods at Harvard in the movie franchise, "Legally Blonde."  Guess both me and Elle proved the masses wrong as I believe she made her way at the Yard and I have (more or less) made my way here in Tanzania!

For the purposes of this entry however, "Legally Tanzanian" refers to The Toa Nafasi Project's newfound status as a one hundred percent entirely legal institution in Tanzania!  Not that we were doing anything wrong before; in fact, most of our paperwork was done, but we were awaiting the all-important TIN or Taxpayer Identification Number for the organization.  

I have a personal TIN for my car, but we had a terrible time procuring one for Toa.  I really didn't understand why, as the TIN is a free piece of paper that allows me to pay taxes to the Tanzanian government as well as provide benefits and pensions to my Tanzanian employees, and entitles me to no personal gain whatsoever, but logic isn't always useful here.  And, as the daughter of a prominent international tax lawyer, it just looked really bad that we didn't have the TIN.

We started the application process towards the end of Angi's first trip to Moshi which was roughly three years ago, and was followed by massive amounts of shida/excuses.  The file was lost (once, twice, three times, four times); the person working on our case at the Tax Authority left the job (once, twice, three times, four times); the Toa staff member responsible for following up on this issue was irresponsible (still too angry to talk about this); and the multitude of typically Tanzanian responses from TRA about our plight such as "maybe tomorrow,""in a few days,""try again," or "I don't know."

Everything else was in place fairly quickly: constitution, board, registration, my immigration status, but the TIN remained a thorn in our sides.  Even as recently as this past February when my mother was in Moshi, we were bemoaning our lack of TIN and the fact that not having it puts us and our staff in an awkward position.

Well, behold at long last, I give you The Toa Nafasi Project's Taxpayer Identification Number, on paper and in the flesh.  Now, never mind that "Toa" (a three-letter word) is spelled wrong; once we had it, I wasn't gonna give it up for anything!  And since then, we actually did get it fixed fairly easily.  

So, as of June 2016, Toa Nafasi is LEGALLY TANZANIAN!  WOOHOO!!  We are too legit to quit!!


Next thing on the road to full-blown legitimacy was getting our finances in order and we were able to find a proper Tanzanian accountant to help us with our in-country income and expenditures.  My mom and I met Mr. Mkawo for the first time last year after having been duped by a phony Tanzanian auditor and several frustrating visits to the Tanzania Revenue Authority.  He won Carla over when he proclaimed his distaste for "mediocrity."  Indeed.

Here is video from last year of Mkawo jumping rope as he planned to climb Kilimanjaro for his 70th birthday, just like my mama.  (Sad note: this was shot the day that I found about Vumi's death, so it has some meaning for me as one of the last things I did before the world changed....)


Anyhoo, Mkawo came through on his accounting duties just before I left for Amsterdam so with that and the TIN, we are in pretty good shape.  Check out his certified financial documents below.  

I took out all the figures since that's obviously privileged information, but we had an interesting talk as we were going over the numbers about how Toa Nafasi's wealth lies in its people and not its things.  

Truth be told, we have no things!  Mkawo kept asking me about assets and I could not think of a single one to name!!  My greatest asset at school is for sure Hyasinta and in the office, it's Gasto.  Can't put a price on that, can you?!  Mkawo agreed and it was all gooood.


 
Finally, a very tangential and rather random but funny side note.

We just celebrated the Kili Fair here in Moshi at the start of this month, a three-day outdoor trade fair in which local businesses (tour operators, hotels, clothiers, restaurants, and even NGOs) showcase their wares.  

Toa Nafasi didn't bother with a booth - as I just said, we have no things! - but apparently, the Department of Immigration Services represented....

 
Or did they....?  :)  

Siku ya Mtoto wa Afrika

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From the Swahili, it means "Day of the African Child,"and apparently it has been celebrated every June 16th since the year 1991.  It pays homage to those who participated in the Soweto Uprising in Soweto, South Africa on June 16, 1976.

On that day, about ten thousand black South African schoolchildren marched in a column more than half a mile long, protesting the poor quality of their education and demanding their right to be taught in their own language.

Scores of young students were shot.  More than a hundred people were killed in the protests of the following two weeks, and more than a thousand were injured overall.

These days, the Day of the African Child is an international holiday that raises awareness for the continuing need for improvement of the education provided to African childrenEvery year, governments, NGOs, international organizations, and other stakeholders gather to discuss the challenges and opportunities facing the full realization of the rights of children in Africa.

I did not know this.

I was alerted to the existence of the Day of the African Child this year - the week before it was meant to take place - when I opened an email written solely in Swahili from the Regional Office of Community Development, inviting The Toa Nafasi Project to helping in the planning process.

Of course, the planning party was scheduled for the very next day, so I could see we were already on a laissez-faire-to-the-last-minute Tanzanian scheduleGetting ready to go on vacation, and refusing to give in to my normal reaction and rise to the panic of working on short deadline, I sent Hyasinta to the planning meeting and I went off to Amsterdam.

Upon my return, Gasto and I attended the actual Siku ya Mtoto event as spectators only.  We decided we had too short time to plan signs and banners, speeches and brochures, so we agreed to use this year's gathering as a trial, then get more involved next year.  (This worked well for Siku ya Usonji - http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2015/04/usonji-day_16.html, http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2016/04/usonji-day-20.html)

So, we spent the day observing and taking notes for feedback to the Community Development people, thoughtruth be told, I'm not entirely sure how well they'll take to our "constructive criticism.Nevertheless, we thought: If we go this year as bystanders, then next year we can offer our opinions when we ante up our own involvement.

Oh, where to begin, where to begin?

First off, we couldn't find the event or any information about it anywhere.  And I mean, anywhere.  Online mailing lists, social media platforms, a web search brought us no closer.

We went to the regional office itself and no one knew, even people who worked right across from those concerned with the dayDefinitely, the planners need to do a better job of letting people know the what, when, where, and why of this significant day.

Secondly, the audience was confusing to us.  Who is this holiday for?  Gasto noted that the kids looked bored while the adults listened to the speeches, but yet the day was dedicated to the kidsAdditionally, the speeches themselves were not appropriate for the youth.  Frank discussions of child abuse with harsh language seemed unsuitable to discuss in front of young children.

I think it would have been worthy perhaps, to have separate speeches for the kids, using less radical language and encouraging self-reliance and self-protection.  Throw in a little drumming, face-painting, and food, and everybody's happy.

Lastly, when we finally did discover where the occasion was being held, we were dismayed to know it was in Kahe, Moshi Rural, about an hour outside of town proper.

Umm, seems to me that if you want people to come to an event, you might want to make it fairly easy for them to get there.  Having the celebrations at a secondary school in what is basically a tumbleweed-ridden ghost town was not brilliant.

That said, it was fairly well-attended given the aforementioned limitations.  Check out the photos and videos below, including a shot of a lil' friend I made and the schedule of activities for the day.






 

 

AmsterJam

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By now, you all know that I'm a pretty informal person and that this blog, though primarily for Toa Nafasi and related news, sometimes lends itself as a vehicle for more personal entries: general life in Tanzania, me and my crazy friends, cats....

So this post will just be a brief recap of my recent vacation in Amsterdam with my friend, Kathy, who I have known since we were fifteen years old when we met at the Barnard Pre-College Program in New York City.  Twenty-five years later and 10,000 miles between us (for the last nine years, anyway), we are still besties and she is someone I will always consider family.

Kathy actually came to Tanzania in 2010 when I was still working with Visions in Action and living the life of a wee volunteer.  I was hoping she would come to Moshi this year and see how I've moved on up since starting Toa, but I actually needed a break from Tanz, so we planned to meet in Amsterdam for five craaaazy nights.

Well, not that crazy actually, given that we are forty now, but at least a lot of fun.  We had a blast hitting all the sights: Van Gogh Museum, Rembrandt House, Rijksmuseum.  We also did a little investigative work in the Red Light District (shocking!), had massages at the Waldorf Astoria (divine!!), and took a lovely canal cruise during which we managed not to drop either of our iPhones into the water (that we achieved this was probably more shocking than what we witnessed in the RLD....)

It was just what I needed to gear up for the rest of my year in TZ.  As usual, I will be headed back to NYC from Labor Day through Thanksgiving, so I really needed this little European respite before powering through the next two months.  Which, by the way, will be BUSY.

School opens up again after a one-month vacay for the kids and we'll be testing the Toa Nafasi groups at each school for the second time to check their progress.

Additionally, we have made some major changes to the Tanzanian board of directors and our constitution.  And now that we have our TIN, we are ready to pay our taxes and get the teachers set up with social security and pension funds.

I have also just hired our new Fundraising and Communications Officer, Heidi Lidtke, who will be coming over with her husband, Geoff, from California in early August.  We'll have a couple weeks overlap to get her settled and then I am leaving her to her own devices!!  Much more on Heidi later as it's early days yet, but that's another exciting development.

Lastly, but definitely not leastly, I'm climbing Kili with my dad in just about two weeks.  He heard so much about my trek with my mom last July that he wants to try his hand at it.  Here's hoping we don't kill each other....  Or Methley, my friend and our guide....

And July also brings up some more significant dates: the 2nd, my dream of being Mrs. Derek Jeter shall be officially dashed; the 4th is my nine-year anniversary since coming to Tanzania; the 19th is my third year since quitting smoking; and of course, the 24th will be one year since my beloved Vumi left us.  All significant, if bittersweet, memories....

At any rate, enough of my emotional chowchow.  Check out some photos below from Kathy and Sarah's Excellent Adventure!


Me at the iconic "I amsterdam" sculpture.  Kathy was NOT into it....


Canal ride.  It was windy.


Our version of a "Dutch treat."


Like a homing pigeon to its nest, of course I had to check out my peeps at the Portuguese synagogue.


Possibly my favorite activity of all - a visit to the cat museum, a collection of art and knickknacks, all feline-inspired.  Meow.


I had to buy new hiking boots for Kili since mine are pretty facacte after two treks already and many a rainy season in Msaranga.  The Dutch shoe salesman was quite intense about his job and we almost missed our massages due to his footwear thoroughness!

That's it for now folks, more from Moshi to come!!

Let Girls Learn

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Last week marked the start of a multi-country trip for First Lady Michelle Obama and her daughters, Malia and Sasha, in the name of girls' education around the world and the "Let Girls Learn" initiative.


According to the New York Times, Mrs. Obama began her trip with a stop at a leadership camp for girls in Liberia, where she urged teenagers in one of the world's poorest countries to keep fighting to stay in school.

With her own teenage daughters joining her, Mrs. Obama told the girls in the camp that she was "just so thrilled to be here with you."

"I'm here to shine a big bright light on you," she said.

Education for girls is the central theme of the First Lady's trip, which also includes stops in Morocco and Spain.  She was welcomed on her arrival in Liberia with a red carpet and traditional dancers.

In connection with the visit, the United States Agency for International Development announced up to $27 million in funding in Liberia for "Let Girls Learn," an initiative introduced by Mrs. Obama and President Obama last year.

Liberia was battered by civil wars between 1989 and 2003.  Ebola swept the country in 2014, killing more than 4,800 people and forcing schools to be closed for months.

The country, founded as part of an effort to resettle freed American slaves, has deep ties to the United States.  The country's oldest vocational high school, in Kakata, is named for the civil rights activist Booker T. Washington.

The school suspended midterm exams, which had been scheduled to start on Monday, "to allow the students to give Mrs. Obama a rousing welcome to appreciate what the United States has done for us," said Harris Tarnue, the principal.

"She will be a real inspiration to the young girls around here," he said.

As First Lady, Mrs. Obama has previously visited the African nations of Botswana, Ghana, Senegal, South Africa, and Tanzania.

From her "Let Girls Learn" promotional materials, she says, "I see myself in these girls, I see my daughters in these girls, and I simply cannot walk away from them."

Imagine being told that you are not allowed to go to school.  Imagine being told that an education -- one of the most fundamental building blocks for a healthy, long, and fulfilling life -- is simply not an option for you.

It's hard, right?  But, for millions of girls around the world, it's a reality.  In fact, more than 62 million girls -- half of them adolescents -- are not in school.  Millions more are fighting just to stay there.

These girls deserve a chance to fulfill their potential.  All girls deserve that chance.

Around the world, a girl can face complex physical, cultural, and financial barriers to education.  She may have a long, unsafe walk to school from a remote village.  Sometimes, even when a school is nearby, it may not have adequate bathroom facilities for girls -- meaning that female students have to stay home when they have their period.  And, even after overcoming all of these obstacles, she may face school fees that her family is unwilling or cannot afford to pay.

Yet, we know that educating young girls has a tremendously positive impact on the world.  Girls who are educated earn higher salaries, raise healthier families, and can even boost their countries' economies with their contributions to the workforce.  That's why, when girls receive equal educational opportunities, it can transform lives, families, communities -- entire countries.

Magufuli Not Foolin'

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Hi all, I am just returned from the mountain after a successful summit to Uhuru Peak, the "roof of Africa," blog entry to come, natch.

Since I'm just getting my sea-legs back (quite literally!) and retraining my fingers to type, this post shall be a reprint from a recent article that caught my eye.

From the Tanzania Daily News out of Dar es Salaam, this piece is titled "Low Desk Manufacturing Speed Irks Magufuli."

It brings a glimmer of an ironic smile to my face as what we really and trulyneed right now, prior to the desks, is moreclassrooms!  In fact, when I get back to work next week, this will be a priority as Toa Nafasi's work with the kids at Mnazi Primary School has halted due to lack of space in which to teach.

It also makes me chuckle to see just how many things irk this man, Magufuli.  He has been in the news a lot lately, making radical decisions that are affecting everyone I know.  18% VAT, anyone?!
 
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President John Magufuli yesterday ordered the Prisons Service and National Service (JKT) to speed up the exercise for making desks so that the government could effectively offer free education to Tanzanian children.

The Head of State was speaking after receiving more than 60,000 desks from the two institutions to be given to Members of Parliament (MPs).  In April, Prisons Service and JKT were commissioned to manufacture 120,000 desks, which would be distributed to various constituencies in the country.

Yesterday, President Magufuli expressed his dissatisfaction with the speed in manufacturing the desks saying it has taken too long considering the available labor force in the two bodies.  "I am not satisfied with this speed, I want to be honest on this matter.  Prisons Service and JKT have everything to enable them finish this job within a short time, they must improve their speed," he said.


President Magufuli said other organizations including NSSF and the Bank of Tanzania (BoT) have promised to provide money to support the campaign.  But he was worried to dish out the cash to Prisons Service and JKT due to the low speed they have demonstrated in the first place.

"BoT promised to provide 4 billion shillings for desks, NSSF as well has promised to support us, but I am not happy with their speed.  Therefore if there would be no improvement, I will not hesitate to give the tender to other organizations which can deliver on time," said the head of state.

President Magufuli said Prisons Service and JKT could involve other people in the business so that the job could be finished as planned.  "This is an emergency, they must improve speed so that students can get quality education in conducive environments," he said.

President Magufuli said 60,000 desks for both Prisons Service and JKT means each body manufactured only 30,000 desks in a period of more than 90 days.  He said there were many prisoners in various prisons in the country and thus he expected the exercise to take fewer days.

According to President Magufuli, Prisons Service and JKT were manufacturing an average of 30 desks a day.  "This is not enough, we have many people in our prisons, they are eating for free, I expected prison warders to use them effectively in this exercise," he said.

The head of state stressed that students need desks and not otherwise.  "We need desks, the only discussion here is desks and not otherwise, we do not like to hear anything else but desks."

Wake Up, TZ!

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From the Tanzania Daily News, see below an article titled "Government Solicits Private Sector Support to Improve Education."

Hmmmm, whatever happened to "Hapa Kazi Tu"???? 
 


C'mon Tanzania, help US help YOU!!!!

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The government has urged the private sector and development partners to support the education sector through monetary contributions.

The call was by the Deputy Minister of Finance and Planning, Dr. Ashatu Kijaji, during a recent fundraising gala for the education sector.

The event was held in Mwanza and organized jointly by a non-governmental organization, the Angeline Foundation, in collaboration with the Ilemela Municipal Director, John Wanga, and the Ilemela District Commissioner, Dr. Leonard Masale.

Dr. Kijaji said that the private sector has to cooperate with the government and ensure that there is availability of better education infrastructure in the country.

"Let's work together to bring development for the benefit of our country.  We should start with education."

"You, as the private sector, have a greater role to play," the minister said.  "The government alone cannot afford to incur all expenses for development issues.  This is the responsibility of each one of us.  I appeal to you to contribute the little you have for education."

Second Time Around

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Hi everybody, and many salaams from the heart of Moshi town where I am enjoying a sunny afternoon, catching up on computer work and correspondence after a two-week break.

After my Amsterdam jaunt, I had a couple weeks' work and then it was time for yet another vacay.  This time, rather than a leisurely excursion in Europe, I was destined to climb Mt. Kilimanjaro, the largest free-standing mountain in the world and the highest in Africa, for the second year in a row, third time in my life, with my dad, also known as Papa Bear.

Dad arrived a couple days prior to the trek in order to get over the initial jetlag of coming from America and also to rest up before our big challenge.  We drove around town and saw friends; went out to the golf course at TPC, Moshi's sugar plantation; visited the Toa kids at Gabriella; took Drogo to the vet for boarding; and generally enjoyed the sights of Kilimanjaro at town level.

Then, it was off to the races.

Like with my mother last year, climbing Kili was meant to be a bonding experience for me and my parents, one at a time, a trip for us to really get to know each other, me in my 40s in Tanzania, Mom and Dad in their 70s as my guests.  (See: http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2015/07/nani-kama-mama.html, http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2015/08/the-beautiful-beast.html)

As with Mama Bear, Dad and I climbed the Marangu Route, the *easiest* of all the routes and the only one with huts rather than tentsWe were aiming to get the most rest, and be out of the natural elements as much as possible.

Still, sleep and comfort proved elusive.  We were on a big freakin' mountain, after all!  We managed to insulate ourselves from the cold fairly well, but the Diamox we had taken to help with acclimatization kept us both awake with frequent trips to the toilets, which were far away in the frigid dark.

I coped okay, but Dad, after five sleepless nights, was sufficiently exhausted that he did not attempt the summit.  I was actually rather grateful for this as last year, with Mom, it took us a whopping twelve hours to reach Uhuru Peak and I was curious to know what my personal time would be, sans70-year-old family member.  That, and also being able to walk without the fear that I was inadvertently committing parenticide by forcing these fogies up the hill....

Turns out I did quite well!  7.5hours from Kibo Hut (base camp) to Uhuru and 3hours down, another 2.5 to meet Dad back at Horombo, our home away from home, where we had just spent three previous nights acclimatizing/resting.

Of course, both of us being Rosenblooms, we were entirely unconcerned for our own safety, even in our various miseries, and totally preoccupied with how the other one was doing.  When I descended from Uhuru to Kibo, I had the ranger call down to Horombo to let Papa Bear know that Goldilocks was doing just fine.

We made our final descent the following day and I was given my certificate for the second year in a row: a successful summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro, "the roof of Africa"!  Enjoy the photos below!!


Dad at the junction between Horombo and Kibo.  We hiked this twice: once on our acclimatization day, after which we returned to Horombo, and then once for realz after which we continued on to Kibo.

Me and Papa Bear upon reaching Kibo Hut, base camp on the Marangu Route.  Dad was dunzo after this.


Also at Kibo Hut, with Mawenzi behind us.

The next day, for the brutal summit, I followed Methley Swai, our friend and guide, up to the top.

I have written about Methley many times on this blog in both capacities, but for more info, check those two entries about last year's climb and also this day trip with Angi back in 2013: http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2013/07/early-childhood-into-woods-and-baked.html.  Methley's company is called Just-Kilimanjaro - look it up!

Stopping for a breath before a beautiful backdrop.

Me and Methley strolling to Uhuru.

I clearly never lost my zest for story-telling, even at nearly 6,000meters!  Looks like whatever I was going on about was pretty funny though!!

Uhuru Peak: veni....

....vidi....

....VICI!!!!

PS: And for all the naysayers who wondered what we could be doing up there at Horombo all that time, here's a little peak into a day in the life....!

Kuku Mrembo

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Sunday, July 24th, 2016 marked the one-year anniversary of Vumi Temba's death.  She was my dear friend and sister, beloved and respected colleague at The Toa Nafasi Project, and a ray of light in some pretty dark places.

I'd been considering for weeks how to commemorate her life and death on this first anniversary; how to think about her, talk about her, write about her.  What to say to her.

Song lyrics and poetry couplets ran intrusively through my mind, but these trifles seemed too forced, stale.  No meaningful, original thought came to me and I couldn't even say I took any pleasure (bittersweet albeit) in what I had imagined would be a creative and emotionally cathartic process.  I generally live for that crap.

Certainly, there was and still is great sadness, that is not in question.  But why I did I not feel it more acutely on this momentous day?  Quite honestly, I felt her loss no more or less than any other.  So, what was the big announcement I had wanted to make, the great secret I had to spill?

I went to her gravesite in Marangu and waited for the wave of emotion to overtake me.  The family wanted to know what the program was, but I said I had no plans or speeches, just to sit for a while.  My eyes were dry.  My head was clear.

I made a final attempt to call up an emotion suitable for this critical occasion, our reunion, but I had nothing out of the ordinary to say.  No big proclamation for the living, no secret surprises for the dead.

It was then that I realized that the importance I had attached to this day and this place was something drummed up, imagined.

I talk to Vumi EVERYDAY and in ALL PLACES.  I don't need to go to Marangu to see her.  (Not that I mind, it's very quiet and pleasant there, and I'm happy to visit with her family.)  But she is with me all the time.

I realized that I'm constantly in contact with her: seeking her approval, celebrating congrats, picking stupid fights.  She has not left me at all!  In fact, she has more time to devote to me and Toa Nafasi than ever....

So, what I had been planning to mark with some gloomy yearly reminder is actually just the new normal.  This is how it is with Vumi these days.  And it's okay.

Of Schnoz and Schmeckel

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I *think* the title of this blog post is my attempt to outdo Steinbeckian titular alliteration - in Yiddish no less - but pay my cleverness no mind; what I'm really referring to is the work Toa Nafasi does post-assessment.

To refresh, after testing all the Standard One kids in the first couple months of the school year, our Toa Nafasi staff are able to determine who is doing poorly.  From there, we conduct interviews with the parents to find out a bit more about the child's history: Mama's pregnancy and labor, her relationship with Baba, other family members and the nature of the home environment, the child's milestones and general development, significant illnesses or other issues that might contribute to some kind of problem at school.


In past years, we've gotten a bunch of the typical concerns: stomachache, flu, malaria, UTI.  We tend not to do much with these cases unless the child is chronically ill; after all, Toa Nafasi is concerned with Education, not Health - except where Health impedes the flow of Education.
We also get some hearing and vision issues, which we test at KCMC, provided a parent accompanies the student and is present for the doctor's examination and recommendations.  Since Toa Nafasi's inception, we've seen a lot of conjunctivitis and earwax.  Last year, we helped two young students with severe hearing impairment to receive inner-ear surgeries as well.
Other shida(problems) which have presented during the course of Toa Nafasi's tenure are: epilepsy for which we work with the Peds department at KCMC; various skin conditions and allergies, dealt with at KCMC's fine Dermatology clinic; and bone deformities and physical disabilities, again treated at KCMC in the Occupational Therapy department.
This year, we have added the Dentistry department to the list.  Several of the kids have truly rotting teeth which I'm not convinced detracts from their performance at school but certainly doesn't help.  (Neither too does the soda the parents buy the kids while we wait at KCMC.  Last week, while we were there, one little tyke was double-fisting a Coke and a lollipop as we were waiting to hear from the dentist how many teeth he's gonna yank.  When I chastised the Mama, who no doubt had just bought the sweets to quiet down a complaining and tired little patient, she said, "Leo tu."  "Today only."  Better be, Mama, because dental on the Toa Nafasi dime is a one-shot deal!)
Anyhoo, as in past years, we continue to discover children with nyama puani, literally translated as "meat in the nose."  I believe that in prior years, this condition was explained to me variously as adenoids and/or tonsils.  Not knowing what either adenoids or tonsils really are, I kind of just accepted "nose meat" as a viable condition, afflicting multiple children in the Kilimanjaro region of Tanzania and perhaps beyond.  See: http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2014/09/its-fun-to-stay-at-kcmc.html, http://toanafasi.blogspot.com/2015/06/the-wax-pack-versus-babies-with-scabies.html.
This year, faced with another nose meat situation for young Neema, I actually took the time to figure out what the heck everybody was talking about.  Turns out it's really a deviated septum and all these little kids are requiring septoplasty!  Good to know!!  (I should assure my readers here that I never had any doubts as to whether what the docs were doing was legit vis a vis nose meat, since all was explained in Swahili to the parents and they gave their consent, and each child is the better for the nose meat removal, but I do feel a bit more informed knowing now what all this schnoz talk is about....)
Neema had her surgery early last week and is currently laid up at the Ear, Nose, and Throat ward in KCMC recovering.  We hear the procedure was a success and she has been relieved of any unnecessary and unwanted meat in her nose.
Another interesting new condition that we stumbled upon this year is known as "hypospadias."  (And here I must render an aside that THE HUMAN BODY IS ENDLESSLY FASCINATING.  Any aberration is possible!  And most are fixable!!)
So moving from the schnoz to the schmeckel, we can say that "Hypospadias is a birth defect of the male urethra where the urinary opening is not at the usual location on the head of the penis.  It is the second most common birth abnormality in boys, affecting approximately 1 of every 250."  WHO KNEW?!
Since neither Hyasinta nor I is in the habit of checking students' schmeckel health, here's how this situation went down....
We were conducting parent interviews at one of the satellite schools, Mnazi, when we met Mama Twalibu*.  She seemed unsurprised that she had been called in about her child's poor performance in school.  We went through the usual questions and when it came to significant illnesses, well, let's just say it took a while for either me or Hyasinta to fully understand.
Mama called Twalibu over to "show" us the problem but before he could drop trou, we told her it was not necessary that we see said schmeckel, but that we would try our best to help Twalibu who was born with two holes on either side of his penis rather than one on the head.
I don't think there was anything hugely life-threatening about this state of affairs except that the poor child had already endured FIVE botched surgeries to fix it!  And the parents were saving up for a sixth which would have cost them nearly a million Tanzanian shillings (about $500usd), after which point, who would know if this was truly meant to be the final operation??
Additionally, I extrapolated - in my overly empathetic Sarah way - that the kid must have a lot on his mind.  Any difference from your peers is hard on a kid, physical differences even more so since they are so noticeable - I should know, half my body is covered in freckles - but a difference *down there*?  Big shida!  Poor thing was probably agonizing in self-doubt and tortured by his classmates.  Or so I conjectured.
Also, the two holes must have been a rather messy business and here in Africa where the toilets are already dirty ruts in the ground with no clean water and soap to wash, he is open to more infection than the average child.
And when he becomes sexually active, it appears there's a lot of different ways hypospadias can play out....  I'm sure you can imagine....
We took Twalibu and Mama to my doctor, the good Dr. Makupa, where he was given excellent service (I could not bear to subject Twalibu to KCMC for such a delicate task) and referred to a Dr. Mbwambo's clinic in town.  Mbwambo, like Makupa, provided Twalibu excellent and timely service and the little guy is currently recuperating at the clinic, hopefully to return home next week WITH NO NEED OF ANY FURTHER SURGERY.  Schmeckel accompli, Hyasinta reports Mama is very happy and we shall go visit the patient tomorrow!
So, friends, wherever you all are, all around the world, take heart in knowing that Hyasinta and I are here in Moshi, a fearless two-woman team, going around fixing schnozes and schmeckels for under-performing kids in public primary schools in rural Kilimanjaro!  Hapa Kazi Tu!!
*The name has been changed to protect the schmeckel owner's identity.

Hei Hopes

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Big news, dear readers, big news!  We have a new staff member at The Toa Nafasi Project!!

Heidi Lidtke has packed up her life (and her husband's!) and moved from the great state of California, U.S.A. to Moshi, Kilimanjaro to join us in the role of Fundraising, Communications, and Program Manager.

She will be working with us full-time to raise the profile of the Project on social media and other related publicity outlets as well as employing her considerable knowledge and experience with grantwriting and fundraising in order to diversify Toa Nafasi's sources of funding.

Basically, she is the trainer and we have just now entered the gym.  So, GAME ON!


Here's Heidi in her own words, and much more to come!

Heidi brings her experience in international development, as well as her passion for community development, to The Toa Nafasi Project.  Heidi has worn a number of professional hats.  Most recently she was adjunct faculty at a California university and taught classes in Community Health, Global Women's Health, and Food Policy and Culture.  Prior to this she worked on numerous grants as a program officer for topics including community development, HIV and AIDS prevention, nutrition, and smoking prevention and cessation.  Heidi has shared her expertise in program development and nutrition through contract and volunteer positions in India, Haiti, Mexico, and a number of African contexts.  She also taught yoga and assisted teaching SCUBA diving for a few years.
Karibu sana Tanzania, Heidi!!

A Samaritan in Same

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Hello friends, and pole sana for not writing sooner.  As you may have guessed from my last post, I have been busy welcoming Toa Nafasi's newest staff member, Heidi Lidtke, to the Project, to Moshi, and to life in Africa generally.

We have been awfully busy since Heidi and her husband Geoff's arrival nearly two weeks ago, so I am just gonna post a recent article from the Tanzania Daily News out of Dar es Salaam.  I hope to have original content for y'all in the new few weeks!

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Tanzania: Society Urged to Support Disabled Children

Same district, Kilimanjaro region — Mr. Jonas Kadege, who is a member of a non-governmental organization (NGO), The Kitaa Foundation, has called on the society to be closer to children with disabilities to learn and understand challenges they are facing and support them to lead a better life.

Mr. Kadeghe was handing over food and education materials to Same Primary School leadership.  He expressed his concerns on how many parents and guardians stay away from the children.

He said it was pertinent for parents and guardians to make a close follow-up on matters related to disabled children in education institutions so that they make informed decision and attain their goals.

"There are many children in different schools, some have different types of disabilities and they really face complicated challenges, but if we come out, make follow-ups, they will turn them into opportunities, forget their miseries and move forward with success," said Mr. Kadeghe.

He noted that the solution for disabled children is not to separate them from others and build their own school.  Rather, they need affection and support from others who have no disabilities and together could prove successful in lessons and life generally.

Mr. Kadeghe said the government should work together with different stakeholders to ensure disabled children who have neither parents nor guardians live a decent life by getting all their needs, especially education.

"The society around them is duty-bound to take care of them jointly with the government and other stakeholders.  The children will feel that they are equally important like others as they would lead normal lives like those who live with their parents," said Mr. Kadeghe.

He was paying tribute to his former school, saying from then on he would be with disabled students at the school.  He requested other Samaritans to join hands with him for the noble cause.

Speaking after receiving the support, Same Primary School Head Teacher, Mr. Richard Mpokera, unveiled that apart from pupils who have no disabilities, there are those with albinism, with poor sight and the blind, adding that there was a special unit taking care of them.

"We have students who have no disabilities but also here are some with albinism, partial sight while we also have the blind and need proper attention in and out of classes," said Mr. Mpokera.  However, he said the school leadership faced many challenges in meeting the students' needs and serving them, singling out food shortage and medical needs.

He added that the food was mostly needed by those with albinism.  "In the past, we had a sponsor who footed medical costs of all disabled children, so our task was to send them to clinics and clinics in turn sent the bills to the benefactor," he said, adding that the benefactor has since suspended giving funds.  The Head Teacher noted that Same District Council has been in touch with the school, covering some of the costs in transporting students, whose clinics are at Kilimanjaro Christian Medical Center (KCMC).

Tragic Traffic

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Greetings from New York City, dear readers, where I have recently touched down for my yearly Stateside sojourn.  This year, aside from battling the typical jetlag, I have been laid low by a bout of food poisoning resulting from a suspicious (but - at the time - delicious) Caesar salad.  That said, I will be brief as I recuperate, and simply post another current article from the Tanzania Daily News.

This one resonated with me because the lack of traffic laws and traffic safety measures affect all of us in the Tanzanian community, but most predominately, the kids with whom Toa Nafasi (and other organizations) work.

Driving around Moshi town, I often lament the jeopardy of no traffic lights or street signs and bald reliance on roundabouts; the poor planning of parking lots or lack entirely thereof; the utter absence of sidewalks which leads pedestrians to walk unsafely in the crowded streets; and the streets themselves: a hodge-podge of beat-up cars and daladalas (small public transportation buses), wayward motorcycles and careening 4x4s, bicyclists, wheelbarrows and bajajis (tiny three-wheeled vehicles that basically look like kids' toy cars), all competing for the right of way, all moving at top speed.
 
However, I am relatively safe inside my vehicle and rarely walk around town anymore (aside from the inconvenience and danger, walking around Moshi REALLY takes its toll on your shoes!); it's those who have no choice on their mode of safari who have to bear the brunt of the African "Wild West" streets.

And of course, those most at risk are children, especially on their way to and from school, ESPECIALLY those with intellectual impairments that make them particularly susceptible to the social dangers of the outside world.
 
 
It's nice to see that the Tanzanian Traffic Police are now starting to see the problem and are mobilizing the local communities to address it.  Hopefully, this is not a flash-in-the-pan initiative, but rather a plan that will grow stronger and spread wider.
 
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Tanzania: 30 Schoolchildren Killed, 68 Others Injured in Accidents in Six Months

Road accidents have claimed the lives of 30 schoolchildren in the past six months, injuring 68 others, according to Traffic Police statistics.

Traffic Police Commander Mohammed Mpinga said over the weekend that the number of the killed pupils is part of the total 1,580 deaths caused by road carnage.  Mr. Mpinga noted that for the period between January and June this year there were 5,152 accidents.

He was speaking in Dar es Salaam during an event to mark the end of road safety competition for pupils in the city.  Organized by the Puma Energy Tanzania Limited, the competition involved 10 schools whereby a total of 25 pupils participated.

The winner of the competition was awarded various school items and would travel to Geita Region to participate in activities to mark the National Road Safety Week early next month.

Mr. Mpinga said the Traffic Police, through their current strategy, are focusing on educating more children, old people, and people with disabilities on how to cross the road and observe other road safety measures.

"It is through such education that we can save the lives of our schoolchildren.  As we are starting another six months, we should ensure that there is no death of a pupil due to road accident," he pledged.

He added that the education would be extended to the rural areas after learning that road safety awareness is mainly done in urban areas.  Puma Energy Tanzania General Manager Philippe Corsaletti said, "Road safety is part of our agenda.

We should focus on educating schoolchildren since they are at risk most."  So far, the company has reached 30 schools whereby 38,600 pupils were educated about road safety rules.  "We intend to reach all schools in the country, with support from the local governments and Traffic Police," he said.

Ilala Municipality Vocational Education Officer, Ms. Hellen Peter, said awareness on how to cross the road was still low among the pupils, a situation which contributes to the deaths of the school children in accidents.

"We need to strengthen efforts in providing road safety education to the pupils," she appealed.  She also called on extending such education to the children in rural areas."

Eight Things

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Hi everybody, I hope this blog post finds you all well.  I'm doing better my second week back in NYC, about to head down to DC for the holiday weekend and spend some time in the old Rosenbloom homestead.

Still, I wanted to put up a quick post before I traveled, and this article by Larry Ferlazzo for Educational Leadership, the flagship publication of the Association for Supervision and Curriculum Development caught my eye.  Check it out!

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Eight Things Skilled Teachers Think, Say, and Do

Among the many challenges teachers face, often the most difficult is how to engage students who seem unreachable, who resist learning activities, or who disrupt them for others.  This is also one of the challenges that skilled teachers have some control over.  In my nine years of teaching high school, I've found that one of the best approaches to engaging challenging students is to develop their intrinsic motivation.

The root of intrinsic is the Latin intrinsecus, a combination of two words meaning within and alongside.  It's likely that our students are intrinsically motivated—just motivated to follow their own interests, not to do what we want them to do.  Teachers' challenge is to work alongside our students, to know their interests and goals, and to develop trusting relationships that help students connect their learning to their goals in a way that motivates from within.


How can teachers do this?  It's helpful to consider this question in three parts: What skilled teachers think, what they say, and what they do.

What Skilled Teachers Can Think

What we think guides how we view the world, including how we view challenging students.  Developing and maintaining three mind-sets will help teachers maintain their equilibrium in the face of behavior or resistance to learning from certain students that would ordinarily knock us off balance.

1. Remember that authoritative beats authoritarian.

Being authoritarian means wielding power unilaterally to control someone, demanding obedience without giving any explanation for why one's orders are important.  Being authoritative, on the other hand, means demonstrating control, but doing so relationally through listening and explaining.  Studies of effective parenting have found that children view parents who use an authoritative style as legitimate authority figures; such children are less likely to engage in delinquent behavior.  The opposite is true for children of authoritarian parents (University of New Hampshire, 2012).

2. Believe that everyone can grow.

Many teachers are familiar with Carol Dweck's distinction between a "growth" mind-set and a "fixed" one.  When we have a growth mind-set, we believe that everyone has the inner power to grow and change.  We see mistakes as opportunities to learn.  Holding a fixed mind-set leads us to believe that people's traits—such as intelligence—are immutable.  A mistake on the part of someone we believe is unintelligent seems to validate that belief.

Teachers aren't superhuman.  There are some things we cannot accomplish.  But we must ask ourselves whether we too readily write off students who try our patience as "incapable," or some similar adjective, without considering whether differentiating instruction for these students might spur change and growth.

3. Understand that power isn't a finite pie.

I was a community organizer for 19 years before I became a teacher.  A key lesson I learned was that power isn't a finite pie.  If I share the power I have, that doesn't mean I'll have less.  In fact, the pie will get bigger as more possibilities are created for everyone.

Power struggles are at the root of much misbehavior.  William Glasser (1988) believes that students have a basic need for power and that 95 percent of classroom management issues occur as a result of students trying to fulfill this need.  Having more power actually helps students learn.  Giving students choices—about their homework, assignments, how they're grouped, and so on—leads to higher levels of student engagement and achievement (Sparks, 2010).

What Skilled Teachers Can Say

4. Give positive messages.

Positive messages are essential to motivation.  Subtle shifts in teacher language infuse positive messages throughout our interactions.  Here are three practices I've found helpful.

Use positive framing.  "Loss framed" messages (if you do this, then something bad will happen to you) don't have the persuasive advantage that they're often thought to have.  "Positive framed messages" (if you do this, these good things will happen) are more effective (Dean, 2010).  Positive messages that connect students' current actions to broader student-identified hopes or goals are different from "if-then" statements focused on what teachers want students to do ("If you don't get out of your seat without permission, then you'll get extra credit").  As Daniel Pink (2009) notes, such extrinsic manipulations don't develop students' higher-order thinking skills or long-term commitments to change.

Say "yes."  Avoidant instruction is language that emphasizes what people should not do ("Don't walk on the grass."  "Don't chew gum").  Some researchers (British Psychological Society, 2010) believe that a more effective way to get a desired behavior is to emphasize what you want people to do.  For example, if a student asks to go the restroom, but the timing isn't right, rather than saying no, I try to say, "Yes, you can.  I just need you to wait a few minutes."  Or if a student is talking at an inappropriate time, instead of saying, "Don't talk!" I sometimes go over and tell that learner, "I see you have a lot of energy today.  We'll be breaking into small groups later and you'll have plenty of time to talk then.  I'd appreciate your listening now."

Say "please" and "thank you."  People are more likely to comply with a task (and do so more quickly) if someone asks them instead of tells them (Yong, 2010).  I've found that "Can you please sit down?" is more effective than "Sit down!"  Saying thank you provides immediate positive reinforcement to students.  Research (Sutton, 2010) shows that people who are thanked by authority figures are more likely to cooperate, feel valued, and exhibit self-confidence.

5. Apologize.

Teachers are human, and we make plenty of mistakes.  There is no reason why we shouldn't apologize when we do.

But saying, "I'm sorry," may not be enough.  I often use the "regret, reason, and remedy" formula recommended by Dorothy Armstrong (2009).  For example, one afternoon my students Omar and Quang were paired up in my class but were sitting passively while everyone else focused on the task at hand.  I said sharply, "Come on now, get working!"  A few minutes later, I said simply to the two boys, "I'm sorry I barked at you earlier.  I was frustrated that you weren't doing what I'd asked you to do.  I'll try to show more patience in the future."  They clearly focused more energy on their work after this apology.

What Skilled Teachers Can Do

6. Be flexible.

Being flexible might be the most important thing teachers can "do" to help students who challenge us—in fact all students—to get past whatever challenges of their own they confront.  Three practices help me differentiate instruction and classroom management in a way that helps everyone.

Help them get started.  Psychologist Bluma Zeigarnik identified the Zeigarnik Effect: Once people start doing something, they tend to want to finish it (Dean, 2011).  If we get a disengaged or anxious student started, that's half the battle.  For a task that's likely to challenge some students, present a variety of ways to get started: a menu of questions, the option to create a visual representation of a concept, a chance to work with a partner.  Encourage students to launch themselves by just answering the first question or the easiest one.

Help postpone tempting distractions.  Making a conscious decision to postpone giving in to temptation can reduce a desire that's getting in the way of a goal (Society for Personality and Social Psychology, 2012).  My student Mai was frequently using her cell phone to text message during class.  I didn't want to take her phone away, so I made a deal with her—she could text in my classroom during two specific times: from the moment she entered the room until the bell rang and as soon as the lunch bell rang.  Since we made that deal, Mai hardly ever uses her cell phone during class.  Even more significant, she hardly ever uses it during our agreed-on times.

Acknowledge stress.  As most of us know from experience, people tend to have less self-control when they're under stress (Szalavitz, 2012).  When a student is demonstrating self-control issues in my class, I often learn through a conversation with him or her that this student is going through family disruptions or similar problems.  Sometimes, just providing students an opportunity to vent worries can have a positive effect.

7. Set the right climate.

Pink (2009) and other researchers have found that extrinsic rewards work in the short term for mechanical tasks that don't require much higher-order thinking, but they don't produce true motivation for work that requires higher-order thinking and creativity.  However, everyone needs "baseline rewards"—conditions that provide adequate compensation for one's presence and effort.

At school, baseline rewards might include fair grading, a caring teacher, engaging lessons, and a clean classroom.  If such needs aren't met, Pink (2009) notes, the student will focus on "the unfairness of her situation and the anxiety of her circumstance.  You'll get neither the predictability of extrinsic motivation nor the weirdness of intrinsic motivation.  You'll get very little motivation at all" (p. 35).

8. Teach life lessons.

My colleagues and I frontload our school year with what we call life-skills lessons.  These simple, engaging activities help students see how it's in their short-term and long-term interest to try their best.

For example, a lesson might highlight how the learning process physically alters the brain.  This particular lesson encourages a growth mind-set.  It was eye-opening to one of my students who had claimed, "We're all born smart or dumb and stay that way."  In terms of keeping up kids' motivation, the times throughout the year when I refer back to these concepts and reflect on how they apply to learning struggles are as important as the initial lessons.

What We Can Always Do

Consistently implementing these practices is easier said than done—and is probably impossible unless you're Mother Teresa.  But most teachers already do something that makes all these practices flow more naturally, and that we can do more intensely with conscious effort—we build relationships with students.  Caring relationships with teachers helps students build resilience.  By fostering these relationships, we learn about students' interests and goals, which are fuel for motivation.
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