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The Global Volunteer Network Philippines volunteer program allows volunteers to become involved in children's aid and education projects in the Philippines. This program has something to suit all skills and experience levels.

You have the opportunity to work in teaching, childcare, reading promotion, school building and maintenance projects, and cultural exchange, centred in Romblon province.

While sharing your knowledge and compassion you will gain an in-depth experience of the country and its culture that will stay with you the rest of your life.

For more information about the program please visit the Philippines volunteer program on the Global Volunteer Network website.

Recent Philippines Journals:

Jan 252012
 

The end of my journey

Today, Sunday, January 22, 2012 I will be flying back to the United States after spending nearly three months in the Philippines.

Most of the time I have been in a small village “Sugod” either working the mangrove project (that kind of petered out) and teaching two classes each day (4th and 5th grade slow learners). I did that with the help of Evan (volunteer from Canada).

Evan and I traveled together for a vacation in Borocay. We spent Christmas there then returned to Sugod for the celebration of New Years.

Hopefully we made some impact on the students we taught. Time will tell that. What are really needed are some special education teachers to volunteer. This would benefit the village/school/community.

For anyone who is thinking of volunteering I want you to be aware of one thing. I have just spent the last ten days in a hospital in Manila with a leg injury (not sure what caused it but red, swollen, blistered, etc and still not heeled). I want to thank GVN for requiring that volunteers take out travel insurance (especially medical). Had it not been for the insurance company (recommended by GVN) I would have been in serious trouble. The insurance company guaranteed payment to the hospital (that meant I did not have to leave the $500 deposit that is required) and when I left the entire hospital bill was covered. In addition, my new flight home (business class) was arranged and paid for by the insurance company too. I’m sitting in the Delta Lounge typing this now. I don’t usually fly business class with an economy pocketbook so I am really appreciating this.

The hospitals in Manila are somewhat different then in the states. Here you are expected to have someone stay with you at all times to take care of the little things (empty bed pans, count intake and output of fluids, go out and purchase supplemental food (comfort food) since the food served isn’t exactly that. I had two wonderful women stay with me and I am forever grateful to both of them (Eden who coordinates the volunteers for CERV and Joy – the daughter of the woman I lived with on Sugod). They took care of my every need!

So, ALWAYS TAKE OUT INSURANCE cause when it was needed it was there for me.

I leave the country in a few hours. I’m sorry my adventure ended this way but it too was a learning experience. I learned a lot from the wonderful doctors and nurses at the hospital.

I am not home yet and hopefully all will go as planned and my plane will land in NY and then I have my first class ticket to Philadelphia (also from the insurance company). Can’t ask for a better trip home then this.

Thank you GVN for the wonderful experience. Without you, it would not be possible.

Jan 052012
 

We (Evan and I) are back from our vacation on Boracay. It’s a beautiful paradise of an island and I enjoyed it very much. I usually don’t like the “tourist” thing but found this place enjoyable and the food – what can I say cause I ate salads, salads, salads!

The biggest problem was we left during a typhoon and found ourselves on open seas with waves going every direction. It wasn’t so much being out in the water but the real problem was getting on and off two boats each way. I thought my first two boats (going there) were bad but later on my return trip I came across one that I thought I couldn’t handle but put my mind to it and with my mind in positive gear plus three healthy local lads, I made it onto the boat at low tide. Since it was low tide we had to climb down a ladder (not your usual one but one that you had to step over two feet to reach the wrongs. They were so far and in between that I had to step on the bamboo side poles to climb down then I had to cross the big rocks (boulders) that were slippery to get to the ramp that took me to the boat. I’ve attached a photo that doesn’t really show it but you’ll see the ladder. I made it and that’s what counts. You just have to keep a positive mind when you’re traveling in countries where there aren’t a lot of regulations to keep you safe.

Today is the 6th of January and I realize it won’t be long till I will be leaving this “paradise”. It’s such a beautiful place to spend time in and the people are so generous and so nice to “Lola’s (grandmother in their language). I can hardly walk or sit without someone wanting to assist me. Yet, “Gaga” that my grandchildren in the USA sometimes call me is “crazy” here. They sure laughed when I told them to call me “Gaga Sami”.

The one thing that hangs heavy on my mind is what I will leave behind that isn’t finished. It’s the two classes of students Evan and I have been teaching. In exactly two weeks they will need to return to their regular classrooms or do what they did before and either miss school or simply not participate in the lessons. Evan and I have worked hard to bring them to where they will now read out loud, speak English sentences and participate in our classroom learning activities. These boys have come a long way. They attend class each day and they openly participate in the activities we instruct them in. They no longer mumble when you ask them to read. They fight each other to be the first one at the black board. So, when someone asks if we’ve accomplished something, my answer is yes! It’s these small accomplishments that matter when you look at the whole picture.

I came to work the Mangrove Project and here I am teaching at this small elementary school and loving it!

Each day we try and find a way to introduce the English language to the children and at the same time hold their interest. So far this week, we’ve played the Monopoly Card game teaching words (i.e. debt, swap, steal) and at the same time teaching them why they needed to put their money in savings (the bank). So, they got more then an English lesson!

I think the most inventive way was using the wooden USA map where once the (state) pieces were out, under them you could see the names of the capitals of each state. We ask the students to pick about three states, draw them on the blackboard, and write the names of the state and the capital. They most likely know things the kids back in the USA don’t know. The kids loved doing it! They learned something more then just English.

Of course “hangman” is their all time favorite. When we come in to teach I even see them at the blackboard playing. They usually look in a book to get their sentences since we’re not there to help them.

School here is different then in the states. There are 300 and some students enrolled at this elementary school (k-6) and there are only ten teachers. A “good” classroom is one that has only 50 kids in it at a time. You do the figures and you’ll see what I mean about it being different. Can you imagine (I can’t) trying to teach that many children each day? Somehow they get it done but I must state there is some things that don’t get done and that are the reason the “slow learners” often miss school. I know it’s sometimes because the kids have to work to support their families (even at this young age) and also once you get behind there is no one to help you bring yourself up to the level the other kids are at. So kids get lost in the system – there is no safety net to catch them.

That’s where Evan and I came in (and also the other volunteers who were here with us and before us). We tutor the “slow” ones and try to get them so they can join their peers rather then try to play catch-up.

Two new volunteers will be here on Jan 6 and they have volunteered for the school construction project. Apparently one of the roofs is caving in on one of the school buildings. They will be doing the renovations.

That means, when Evan and I leave there will be no volunteers for the teaching program. I sure hope that really isn’t the case for long cause it’s very much needed. I would love to personally hand over this teaching assignment to someone who cares what happens to these kids.

The Mangrove Project is kind of on hold for the moment but Evan and I will go to the mangroves and clean the plants. We most likely will do that this weekend – that is if the rain stops.

This assignment has been much different then most of my assignments. Here there is fresh running drinkable water from the mountain that is right smack in front of our house. There’s a bathroom with a shower (and running water) as well as a western style toilet that has a flush. My bedroom is enormous and there is a comfortable full size bed. The electricity stays on most of the time (I do admit I like it when we have blackouts). The food is delicious and plentiful. I am in paradise and well taken care of!

Last but not least I’ve been knitting small cellular phone pouches. The yarn is not up to what I call good yarn but I’ve been able to turn out some cute bags and I’ve found people who will accept them as gifts. What I didn’t know is when you give a purse/bag you are suppose to put some coins in it. Cee (the gal who lives here at the house) told me about the coin thing and also told me that because I was an American I should put dollars instead of coins in (lol). So, I’ve handed out bags without knowing I’m committing an offense.

I’m so comfortable here and have fallen into a routine. I even claim one of the outside benches where I take my nap everyday. Now, instead of having breakfast at the table in the house we have it outside. I’m not sure when that began but it falls into the “making ourselves comfortable” thing. It’s like being at home away from home!

People ask me if I plan on returning to Sugod to volunteer again. I have never returned to the same place twice and I’m not sure I will but I must admit it is food for thought! It’s a very special place to spend time at.

My schedule is kind of crazy since I wake up in the wee hours of the morning to chat with my friends and family on face book and to bring up my email. Yahoo seems to be very very slow at other times but works faster during these hours. So, I head to bed somewhere around 11 p.m. and when I wake up (old women have to pee during the night) I simply bring up face book on my computer that sits on my bed inside my mosquito net and make contact.

Last but not least I want once again to thank all my family and friends that made it possible for me to volunteer here in the Philippines. Without your help, it would not have happened!

To all who read this and think they would like to experience the pleasures of volunteering, I encourage you to take the first step and contact GVN. They are a great organization to work with and they care about you and your volunteering. There is a toll free number to call or send them an email. Perhaps our paths will cross on some volunteer duty somewhere in this world.

Dec 142011
 

The kids did it again. They surprised us with the numbers of them. It’s the last day of school and many kids were absent but not our kids – they were all there with both 4th and 5th graders coming to both classes plus other children.

It was also a mixed emotion day for me. I ask Mama Tess to please have one of the students mother stop by today so I could give them a gift. The little boy whose name is Joseph lives with his mom (father unknown) and I believe one older sister or brother (not sure which one). His mom isn’t always home cause she had several jobs some that take her out of the home even at nighttime. So, Joseph (5th grader) spends much of his time alone even in his house.

I learned she wasn’t coming and I didn’t want such a little guy carrying the money I was going to give her so plan B was put into action. He came home with me after school and Mama Tess and I took him to the market, purchased a lot of groceries (P500) and put it into his new back pack that was purchased in San Augustin a day before. It was my gift to him personally because he had this ratty little pink backpack that was falling apart at every seam. It was the kind that a very young child (baby) would wear. All the other boys had decent ones so I just didn’t want him to be the only one that had such a ratty backpack. After picking out the groceries and packing it in the backpack, I handed him the backpack and said Merry Christmas. This little child put his head down between his legs. He’s a shy child and this was all too much for him. I also handed him some pesos for his mom. What really gave me joy was seeing him on the back of the motorbike that I paid P20 to take him home. He lives so far away and has a long walk to and from school each day.

I’m not telling this story to get compliments. My reason for telling it is that the price I paid was so small and I know I made one little child very very happy. The look on his face as he rode away on that cycle told me how happy he was with his gifts.

Like I said before, give one little gift and you’ll have even more!

Off to Boracay tomorrow. We’re supposed to have a “typhoon” – hopefully we won’t get tossed around to much on the sea.

Won’t have my computer with me so most likely won’t write a journal until I get back so until then take care, may you have a peaceful wonderful holidays.

 

You must be creative when doing volunteer work. Each day I must come up with an idea that will teach the kids but first I need their attention and to keep that attention for the entire class. Thanks for all the assistance I get from the other volunteers who come into the classroom willing and able to work. Yesterday afternoon we got a surprise. While our classes have gained a student or two over the weeks I’ve been teaching, yesterday afternoon was the biggest gain. It’s usually just the 4th graders (slow kids) but to our wonderment there sat also the 5th graders (who returned after lunch) and they simply sat themselves down at a table (some with books in their hands) and was waiting for us. So, we increased from 9 to 16 students. These are the kids the teachers had trouble with keeping them in school. Some miss as many days as the ones they attended. I’m not blaming the regular teachers. Wow, their job is difficult. They have as many as 50 kids in a class. I don’t know how they do it for five days a week. I would have to change professions or I would be in a straight jacket (lol) The walk to school is so beautiful. There are rice paddies on each side (terraces with some more green then others), flowers next to the road, rice drying on one side of the road and as you look up the mountains you see coconut trees as well as other green trees. It’s absolutely beautiful and I love the walk there. It doesn’t get more beautiful then this. Once you enter the gates of the school there are gardens of veggies and herbs. The walk here and the school grounds will be the lasting picture [click here to read more]

 

When is a wrong right and a right wrong? The age-old question has been brought up to me by what I saw earlier today. I saw a 5th grade student take a book from the library and slip it between his shirt and his backpack. Books in this library aren’t permitted to be taken home so I knew it wasn’t right but at the same time I likened it to a poor person stealing a loaf of bread to feel himself. The same goes for a book if he likes to read and thirst for the knowledge it will give him, Not sure where to go with this or just to sit on it. Time will tell! I feel really good that the kids in the two classes (4th and 54h grade “slow” learners”) are getting it. They understand our instructions and also they can read out loud and they understand the books they are reading. With one exception I’ve watched these kids gained some confidence in the short time they have spent in our classes Today was a wonderful day and I can’t wait to tell everyone what happened. First I must tell you what happened yesterday in our 4th grade class. I had taken two books with me to give to a library and once I realized books were not allowed to be taken out of the library in the school I’m working in, I decided these two books would be “for lending” and they were not allowed to stay on a shelf in a library. So, after reading the books to the kids yesterday (actually they took turns reading the two books) we drew names of each kid who attend our classes and gave the books to two of the children to take home but with instruction [click here to read more]

 
What You Think You Know..

What you think you know…. I mentioned in my last journal about the simple basic things in life here and how the carpenter built the entire bed and dresser(s) (he did two today) by using basic nails, hammer and a handsaw. well, as I was sitting on the porch observing all that pass me (I can see into the street and half the village lives past our house) I watched the carpenter go into the other house on this property and walk out with a power tool Now having mentioned this I guess we’re really back to the main point that power tools don’t do you any good if there isn’t any power so he did use the basic things to build the furniture. Mama Tess and the gang (about 6 people) just left in the CERV van to travel to San Augustin to attend a wake (Mama Tess’ aunt). They will spend the night there with someone staying a wake throughout the night to keep the special candle lit beside the coffin. They invited me to join them but I really don’t have any need to sit up all night next to a casket of someone I don’t know. The compound here is very quiet. Felix is busy cooking Evan and my dinner. There is a big booming sound (base of music) playing somewhere and it’s been booming for the better part of the afternoon. I wish they would turn it down so I could hear the sounds of everyday living (or is that everyday living?) I must admit I like it when the “older” English songs are played on the radio and it to be loud (but I don’t mind). Guess it’s just a matter of taste! I’m having a terrible problem with my eyes. I actually left [click here to read more]

Nov 282011
 
Simple basics

Basics Things are very basic here. If you want a bed or a table, it simply gets made and there are no power tools to make it with. I watched the carpenter take a big thick piece of wood this morning and start to saw with a simply handsaw. When I came back from “tutoring” I saw a bed already made. Also a table/dresser. Now he’s working on something new. Hammer and nails – no power drills or screw guns which I insist on using at home. If he had one it would be a burden (most likely) because he would have to use it only when there was electricity or keep charging it. He keeps it simple and gets the job done! This morning I went to the mangroves and cleaned but found there was hardly a thing to be done. We did such a good job yesterday that there were only snails to pull off. While I was doing this an older man watched me from a distance. He was at the water edge. I motioned for him to come near (and he did) and I ask him if he wanted to help. He was very much interested in what I was doing. He stayed for about 10-15 minutes and he too picked off the little shelled like critters from the leaves. When he left he said he would come back another day. That’s what is needed here – for the locals to take on the project themselves and to maintain the mangroves. They would know who was cutting the branches off and taking the wood. Yesterday we found a sawed off branch. They seem to saw it off to a point where it is ready to break then they leave it till it dries and if they [click here to read more]

Nov 272011
 

Electricity We were without electric power for nearly the entire day yesterday and even into the night. We woke up and still no power but sometime during our time at the mangroves it came back on. I realize each time it goes out that I’m really not that concerned with it. I kind of like the darkness. It brings people together more simply to sit and talk. Now, having said that I also realize how much I depend on it when I went to use my computer and it was down to 3 percent power. This morning Evan and I headed to the mangroves and I helped him measure the plants and count the leaves. He’s the boss and I’m the helper. I realize that is the way it goes with this project since I do have my limitations standing and walking in them. I did get some cleaning of the plants in. We found one big branch cut. It was lying on the ground and you could see it was very obvious a saw had been taken to it. These plants become our babies. We go to clean them and to take care of them. Each one is precious and while we’ll not be here to know if they survived we will have played a small part in helping to restore the mangroves and hopefully it will help the islanders when the typhoons hit. Eden left for Manila. She’ll arrive there tomorrow. New volunteers will be coming and hopefully the books will arrive to. I can then start to label them using the Dewey Decimal System (of which I only know from the paper I copied from the Internet and brought with me). Hey, I maybe 70 but I’m not so old I can’t learn! It rained a lot [click here to read more]

When it rains it pours

 Posted by Sami Buisson-Daniel at 1:21 pm  Philippines  Comments Off
Nov 242011
 

When it rains it pours! I have never seen such downpour as it does here. While it doesn’t last long you would think you’ll float away with the amount that comes down in a very short period of time. Heard from several new volunteers that will be headed this way soon after orientation on December 1. Yey, for new volunteers for the Philippine project. We’ve kept our selves busy with the cleaning and measuring of the mangrove plants. Last week we planted new ones. We have some to go in but haven’t been able to do so because of the wind/tide. Hopefully we’ll do them soon. Thanksgiving (USA) was yesterday and I made smashed potatoes with a side dish of caramelized onions, garlic and hot pepper. Of course rice was served with it as well as a kind of fish soup. The food is always good here! Early in the day the van took us to San Agustin where I purchased the things I needed for the cooking (mentioned above) and for Eden to do some of her legal paper work for the new building that is unfinished. We also stopped to see Brian (the bag pipe man/volunteer) who is living in a cute little bamboo house right next to the waters edge. Wow, does he have it made! We sat outside where he served us tea and simply enjoyed the fresh air and the sound of waves crashing against the shore. It doesn’t get much better then this. There are four volunteers arriving in December. One is for the mangrove project, two are for the building project and one is for the day care project. We’ll all be together on this property. Last night we played BINGO but it’s unlike the BINGO I recognize. They play that three numbers [click here to read more]

 

Yesterday I learned how many Philippi no’s can fit into the back of a small van and travel for 5-6 hours. Seriously, I would never have guessed so many people (12 to be exact) plus one roasted pig, a huge plastic container that people here use as luggage, plus some groceries and things from the hardware store. Friday night I was told to get good nights sleep and be ready to leave at 6 a.m. So, on the way 9 people piled into the back of this small van along with two huge backpacks and a roasted pig (with all the juices). I was one of the nine in the back of the van even though they insisted I sit up front. We left three people off at a ferry and the rest of the way I was in the front. The wedding was interesting but a lot like in the states. What I liked the most was when the bride “Cia” and the groom “Burns” pulled the two strings that were hanging on a paper bell that was centered in the middle of the isle where they were serving the food at the reception. Out flew two white doves. I have never seen that in the USA. They also cut the cake before we ate the food (served buffet style) but I never did see the cake served and we were there till the end. I’m wondering if they forgot to serve it. After the reception people started piling into the van. That’s when we numbered 12 plus the roasted pig (they didn’t leave it because there were two pigs already there to be served so they brought it back home) and we then stopped at a local hotel and picked up the luggage of a few of the [click here to read more]

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