Good news,
Sitta, a CouchSurfeur from Jakarta will host us for few days in this huge city.
We ae so lucky we met her, her family and her friends… Because apart from going
in freezing shopping malls or breathing the pollution while waiting in traffic
jam, there is nothing to do and see in Jakarta !!!
Sitta is
Muslim (like the majority of Indonesian people; Indonesia is the biggest Muslim
community in the world with 245 million habs) and she wears the veil, but a lot
of Indonesian women don’t. (The society seems to be open minded regarding some
“muslim rules”. Sitta lives with her family in a popular area of Jakarta. As in
all traditional houses, we eat on the floor, and the shower is cold and only
with a bucket! We had a dinner with Sitta and her family; it is so much
generosity!!! Her mum prepared several different meals, and everybody takes
what he wants! It was really delicious! We spent a really nice time there, and
we will keep the memories for a long time.
Sitta works
as teacher in a primary school, so she gave us the opportunity to come with her
and assist the flag ceremony on Monday morning. We went to school with
motorcycles. I was behind her, and Romain behind her brother. I don’t like
motorcycles…. But here in Jakarta I hated it!!! Sitta is a good driver
(luckily) but the trafic is very « unusual » : cars, motorbikes,
bikes, bus, pedestrians, etc, are « mixed » together from left to
right and from front to back.. They all seem to know what they do but when you
are not use to it, like us, it seems very dangerous! Anyway, we arrived at
school in one piece in the early morning (6.30 AM)!!! Some of the children came
to welcome us: here as a respect sign, younger people don’t shake hands with
older people ; they take your hand and put it on their forehead.
Afterwards we were received by the headmaster of the school and Sitta’s
colleagues.
Around 7AM the flag ceremony started:
All
children with their uniforms and caps, stand in rows by age and sex like an
army regiment. The headmaster “starts” the ceremony. One boy comes in front of
the others and starts a “military choreography” followed by everybody. Three
other children started to pull up the flag while the chore sang the national
song. But the ceremony is not finished, the children continue with some
military steps, some read some school rules and finally the headmaster holds a
speech (she welcomed us in the school).
Before
entering the classroom, teachers « control » the pupils : hands,
nails and ears have to be clean !!!
This Monday
morning, Sitta has a training outside of the school, so she “gave us” her class
for the day, and one of her friend came with us to help with translation! Incredible,
during few hours we were teachers!!! We presented ourselves and then we started
playing.
The
playground was reserved for the sport lesson so we stayed inside. Children did
a circle and started to sing (a song). At the end of the song, the last kid had
to choose a fruit name (ex. Banana). Then, the song starts again but this time
the last kid has to go out of the circle and gets the name of the fruit
selected before (banana). He has to remember this name for the rest of the
game! Children keep singing until everybody got a fruit name. The last
remaining child is then blindfolded and try to catch his friends. But when he
catches someone, ha has to remember his fruit name…And if you are 4 to 8 people
it can be fine but if you are 25, it’s a hard job…(it seems to be complicated
but if children with 10 can play, you can also understand… just read again what
I wrote ;-) )
During the
break, we saw some young girls playing « wolf », boys playing
football (as usual) and few other playing « power cards » (don’t ask
me how it works… but they seemed to love it) !
After the
break, we attend a mathematics lesson. Wahou, with 11, they already learn a lot
of things that we only learn with 13 or 14… (sorry I don’t know the specific
mathematics terms in English ;-) but if you look at the black board, you’ll
know what I mean) !!!
Like what we saw in Africa, children often
speak all at the same time to answer a question…. But they also chat a lot… We
found that authority was missing… Children talk (loudly) together, they stand
and laugh… Other children without teachers walk and play in corridors and look
inside the classroom… and the teacher doesn’t say anything! Comparing to their
“military” flag ceremony it’s very different.
We spent a
great time in this school and we were warmly welcome by the headmaster, the
teachers and of course the children ! We enjoyed it!
We also had
the opportunity to meet the children of Sitta’s neighbourhood. This time,
nobody to translate but the children are so curious, that we don’t even need to
speak the same language to communicate. We were affected by them because we
gave them some bracelets and keyrings and as « thank you » they gave
us another bracelet and a hair clip…. Of course these two gifts are now on
Pomme Pidou.
At last
(but not least) we ate a real Swiss cheese fondue at Sitta’s home ! Sooooooooo
lovely, we’re still thinking about it!!
As you can
see, we didn’t really speak about Jakarta itself but more about people we met…
It’s a good summary of the city : nothing special there, just a huge city
with traffic jam, pollution, shopping malls… and that’s it ! So it’s not
necessary to make a stop there…except if Sitta hosts you !!!
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