March 26, 2013

Santa Barbara Schools - March 25


Mekong Delta - By Malaya
I believe that this has to be one of the busiest days on this trip so far. There were so many new experiences and thoughts.  It all started with a friendly competition (sort of a camp team building experiment, except
much more entertaining, in my opinion) in the local floating market.  We were split up into two teams and were challenged to find four items for the cheapest price.  The language barrier caused haggling to be extremely difficult, so my team just ran around trying to actually find the items, without even trying to coax the market person into selling them for a cheaper price.  Our team did not exactly win, however we did learn a lot about trying to communicate solely on actions, and not by speech.











We got to ride in canoes on the way back to the homestay, which was really relaxing.  At the homestay we took some time to hang out and take some nice cold showers.  After this extensive heat, I have gained a huge appreciation for cold showers and the great weather back home in Santa Barbara.

Then we were off again, and this time we got to ride bicycles.  Personally, I have had a bad past with bicycles, so riding a bicycle on the busiest roads I have seen was not the most welcoming.  We all adjusted pretty quickly though and got to have a really nice bike ride through the countryside.  On the way back, we challenged some locals to a volleyball game.  You could see who of us were really waiting for this moment (I'm talking about you Pierce and Mr. Dorfman).  It was really fun to play and entertaining to watch.  Unfortunately we lost, and we paid for the drinks for everyone on the opposing team.  Everyone seemed to really be enjoying themselves, so it doesn't really matter who won or lost, in my opinion.  We got to ride the bicycles back to the homestay, which was a bit of an adventure in the dark.  But we all made it home safely, and I think riding the bicycles was such a great opportunity for us.  We got to see how difficult it is to ride bicycles, or drive for that matter, on an extremely busy highway.

At the homestay, we enjoyed some more team games by trying to build a structure for an egg drop.  My team lost again, but to our defense, we were distracted by the cutest children on earth.  We all cleaned up and played a little karaoke, which was something I had never played before. Four year-old "One" also sang some karaoke, and was the winner.  She was absolutely adorable.

Thank you for taking your time to keep up with our blog, we are all having a great experience.  Thank you also for letting us all go on this trip, I believe it will be something that will last with us forever.


Investigative Journalism - Day Two


We are in the highlands of Laos, landed in Xieng Khuang yesterday. After lunch, we went to the Plain of Jars which was made altogether more eerie by the ambient clouds and fiery sun descending over the valley.

Kids are doing great, though we are all a bit exhausted. We will be settled here for a few days so we can catch up on our rest while synthesizing the incredible learning they are experiencing. 

Today we are interviewing the UXO victims in their homes. Students are breaking up into small groups and -- with the help of an interpreter-- recording the stories of their accidents. we will synthesize the results in a reflection activity this afternoon. I'll have much to report thereafter. 

Alethea

Santa Barbara Schools - March 24

Mekong Delta March 24th - By Carter and Jack 

Solid day, troops. 



Day 4, and Bea still can't comprehend that the joke is over, and everyone refuses to get the free range chicken (all inside jokes). Today was a grand journey, much like that of Columbus or maybe even the hobbits. Visiting Kim Phuc's family and seeing the documentary on her journey was a powerful and eye-opening experience, much like the vivid images of horror in the War Remnants Museum. We really enjoyed asking Kim's sister about her experiences as a young girl during the war, talking about how being in that photo helped change the war and how she affected the view of Americans.  Being in Trang Bang, right across the street from where the eternally infamous picture was taken was very powerful and exciting.

Going to the Cu Chi Tunnels was really exciting and extremely fun. It was amazing to see the intricate tunnels that greatly helped the VCA/NVA final victory. I can only imagine the fear that U.S. soldiers experienced knowing that they had swift enemy troop movements just below their feet. Shooting the weapons at the range was awesome (Carter destroyed) even though it robbed us of all of our money (not really)!

So far this trip has been really amazing and we are looking forward to the never-ending amounts of fun here in 'Nam.




March 24, 2013

Investigative Journalism - Day One


Impacts of Vietnam in Vientiane:

We awake after a 36 hour travel day in air-conditioned boutique-hotel comfort, a  short tree-lined walk from the Mekong Delta in this blossoming capital city. Our traveling troupe of educators and learners are in good health and high spirits. Arriving under cover of darkness in a foreign land is always mysterious: what new discoveries will daylight bring?

We are in Vientiane only for as long as it took us to travel here: by necessity, the learning curve -- our absorption and appreciation of the unknown --- will be rapid.

Built in the late 1880s as the French imperial center of Laos, Vientiane never enjoyed an infrastructure commitment the colonial authorities invested in the Indochina sister-nations next door, Vietnam and Cambodia.  Laos, perennially poor and bullied by outsiders, lacks exploitable-material resources, save its strategic significance in geopolitical power games over time. During the Eisenhower and Kennedy  administrations, it served as a stage for US-funded anti-communist covert operations, assassin training's  insurgency militia-fights-- failures, all. The Johnson and Nixon Executive actions elevated the violence against neutral Laos with a secret air war campaign which dropped over 260 million tons of bombs on ostensibly autonomous peasants over the course of 9 years (1963-1972). An estimated 80 million of those cluster bombs never exploded, littering 1/3 of the country and untold future generations following theVietnam War, with a plague of Unexploded Ordnance terrorizing their land. At least one Laotian person per day is maimed or killed by UXO each year. The explosion victims are often children. It costs $5,000 US dollars to clear one hectare of land. In a country where the average worker is lucky to make $100.00 per month, the cost of land clearance is literally a life's fortune.

We come to Laos today --- a dynamic history teacher, an accomplished video instructor, an award-winning journalist and 13 intrepid California teenagers --- to tell these stories. It's time to bring those living in the shadows of the Vietnam War to a more hopeful light.

This place was the unlikely host of an international convention accommodating 48 heads of state in 2012. Then-U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton graced Vientiane in July, visiting one cluster bomb victim, our blind, handless friend, Ponsavanh. Why the recent interest in landlocked little Laos? Its adjacency to the growing ASEAN nations--- and shared border with China, suggest the forces of geopolitics are again at work. The momentum of urban renewal is evident on the landscape, betraying less-than-secret economic ambitions. Miles of new concrete ribbon --- smooth modern streets, sidewalks, pathways and spacious look-out points--- line the river bank in anticipation of now- non-existent crowds. Appointed with manicured lawns, ornamental flowers, children's playgrounds, national tribute statues, courtyards and empty park benches, the muddy Mekong river front project tells a tale of transition. Safety barricades sporting futuristic images of the Vientiane "reborn" wall the dusty construction projects proceeding atop precarious scaffolding. The exterior wallpaper is meant as a PR statement reflecting a larger project plan. Passersby are expected to reconcile the developing-country noise and low-tech industry as building blocks of progression towards a chrome-and-high rise fantasy. "Shanghai!" the pictures tell us, is what Vientiane wants to be when it grows up.

Our students join us for breakfast on the breezy top floor of this teak-wood adorned  family-operated hotel. Laotian grace is evident in their kind hospitality: palms pressed together at heart-center, the patriarch bows a humble welcome "Sabaidee!" "Hello and welcome!" French windows surround us, yawning wide in the breezy morning light. Echoes of sunrise prayers emanate skyward from the ancient Buddhist monestaries below. Construction noise from the Mekong bank projects a mere two blocks away cannot be heard above the resonant spiritual chants. Each morning, they sing of timelessness: the only constant is change.

Shaking-off the ravages of long-distance air travel is easier for those under the age of 40; how lucky that energetic optimism is contagious! The students' enthusiasm for their Investigative Journalism Adventure takes shape in a brief informational seminar led by Emmy-award winner Jeff Macintyre. "Here's how it's done in the professional world," they learn, and one can see entirely new worlds of possibilities opening up in the stories they will tell.

The emerging concepts of their video projects are inspiring:

How does UXO impact the rural culture of childhood and family traditions?
How have villages harvested bomb remnants and repurposed their iron into useable tools?
What can the young survivors of Hiroshima inform us about the way forward for the child victims in Laos?
What are the challenges and obligations of UXO clean-up?
How has the Buddhist tradition of forgiveness served to silence individual outcry against UXO?

These broad-minded youth are here, dedicating their spring breaks and leisure,  their passion for a better world and talent for critical thinking to a significant effort. Theirs is the creative endeavor of making the incomprehensible understood, the abstractions of a long-forgotten (or altogether unknown) war real in the minds of today's global citizens. It's so much more than putting a human face on tragedy. It's discerning the best course of "what now?" a sympathetic audience might take. Call your congressperson? Donate money to UXO removal? Sponsor a victim's family? Hold a silent protest demonstration in your local community? Invest in prosthetics technology? Raise funds, increase awareness, get organized.... Their calls to action remain unknown, and entirely theirs to make and edit along the way.

In the meantime, Vientiane now absorbs construction project workers as it once did peasant war refugees. Foreign "interests" in Laos' precarious geographical significance appear to be the catalyst for both the historical and modern human migrations.

What if foreign investors bankrolling this urban growth were bound by national policy to donate 10% to UXO removal? It's estimated that China is investing 450 billion dollars in Laos over the next 5 years. The humanitarian implications of a "land clearance tariff" as the price of admission are staggering.

If there is anyone to make the argument for bold measures, it's these students. Watching them rise to the occasion is inspiring to those of us born in the Vietnam-era generation, still wishing humanity might have transcended its lessons by now.

Alethea Paradis

Santa Barbara Schools - Day Two


By Pierce 
Our first morning in Saigon (Ho Chi Min City) began with a trip to the Reunification Palace. Previously known as the Presidential Palace because the president of South Vietnam lived there, the Palace is full of interesting stratagems, maps, exhibits, and other former government rooms used for speeches and media addresses. I was very intrigued by the myriad of intelligence's and maps they had in the secret chambers and underground rooms. Afterwards we ventured to a very traditional Vietnamese buffet. This smorgasbord of unique cuisine was comprised of duck embryos, snails, and and jello made from a root. You know what they say, "When in Nam, nam like the Namese." 

Following our lunch of champions was a cathartic experience of the Vietnam War Remnants Museum. From the guillotines, fire torture grills, and barbed-wire cages, to the deeply sickening faces of the innocents slaughtered, the museum brought the terrifying reality of the war to life. There were dozens of pictures of children suffering from the still present affects of agent orange. It was a truly ineffable experience. After seeing the museum my outlook on the War was transformed completely. In the United States, my generation is always told of the poor, innocent high school graduates naive of the horrors they are exposing themselves to, but seldom do we lament the innocent Vietnamese women and children. Don't get me wrong, I have the most respect and the greatest sympathy for those young men and women who died in Vietnam, however it is enlightening to look at the totality of the events in a new polar opposite light. This experience will not only provide me with a helpful outlook on the war and its repercussions, but it will also help me be more conscious to the fact that there are always to sides to every story and that propaganda exists no matter where you are.


Santa Barbara Schools - Vietnam - Day One

Are we really here?

Palace Hotel, Saigon District One, 1:36 p.m. March 22nd



Twenty-seven hours after hopping on the Airbus in Santa Barbara, we have arrived in Vietnam. Our bellies are full of Pho from "Pho 24" down the street from our hotel, and we have settled in for a quick nap before exploring some authentic Vietnamese cuisine with our guide, Mr. Hau, this evening.

Our three Laguna boys - Carter, Jack and Pierce - will probably not be napping considering they seem to have a never-ending supply of energy. I feel like I've heard enough of Carter's Christopher Walken impersonation for a lifetime, but to these guys it never gets old. You've got to hand it to all of our seven students, though... They haven't complained once through long lines, cramped seats, airline food and all of the other little speed bumps that come standard with long international travel.

Kayla is our least experienced traveler, having never flown further than Washington DC, and she has embraced this whole experience with wide eyes and a smile. The other three - Daniel, Malaya and Bea - are more reserved and reflective. The 30-minute bus ride from the airport to our hotel was a treat in itself. It is semi-organized chaos on the streets, with motorbikes going all different directions and a completely random assortment of architectural styles. There were about 10 puppies being sold in a cage on the side of the road. At first we all admired how cute they were, but it is a little heartbreaking to see them caged up like that...
Okay I miss my dogs terribly.
 
There will undoubtedly be a lot of roadside scenes over the next week that are commonplace her but very foreign to us.

 It is very hot, humid and sticky. It should cool down later this evening, and when we finally tuck in for the night, it's going to be a deep, deep sleep for us all.

Blake 

March 1, 2013

Kristin Druker - A Visionary Teacher


Kristin Druker is a visionary in experiential education. A 9th grade Modern History teacher, at Bishop’s School. Ms. Druker turned the tragedy of 9/11 into an inspiration for a practical project which imparts essential skills in conflict resolution. Peace Conferencing teaches students about the international relations, multi-lateral negotiations, alliances and “understanding your enemy.”  Check out this video which follows her students over an 8 week period, tackling a conflict and establishing a robust peace agreement. http://vimeo.com/58416138