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Showing posts with label Youth in Nepal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Youth in Nepal. Show all posts

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Strictly weighed burdens of satchels on the shoulder and less on the mind, please!

Isn’t this a sorry state of the country where a ban was imposed on satchels that weighed over the limit by the government? Now government intervention (government which is unable to withstand the burden of its own responsibility and the nation at whole) needed to limit the physical damage to the kids in school itself depicts the sorry state of the education system and the misconceptions regarding the philosophy of learning.

Now that’s some mockery of school and the sentiments of the children themselves with government coming to their rescue because schools don’t understand that education is not gained by carrying many books on satchels to school. And that it is not studying that induces wisdom and understanding of the real theories to be able to analyze them in contextual terms and draw inferences to carve out a future for themselves and the nation as a whole.

Drawing a more realistic portray of the aforementioned metaphor would coin studying derivative matrix, practicing several similar problems numerous times throughout the whole of the academic calendar and scoring almost the perfect score with studying without learning which is not the need of the hour if students were to grow up to use those derivative matrices learned (and not studied) in school as a tool to relate the effects of derivative market on the economy of a nation and inadvertently solve some imminent issues of financial market crash humbling one large economy down. No wonder, (Asians) Nepalese are good at solving maths but not at creating mathematical theories or even contextual economic theories based on maths. (#Sheep) History is my witness.

The murky fact that schools are learning centers has been burdened underneath years of wrong values and culture. People believe that it is a place to mug up theories and words from the book, centered on the words scribbled in books and knowledge without actual wisdom and understanding. They never screech out beyond the present value to imagine critically question each theory from applied standpoint and contextualize them to reality under our senses.

This misconstrued belief is what has metamorphosed into a cult of carry satchels heavier than the school kids’ own body weight. If you miss one book or one exercise book for a class then you’re doomed. You’re on the receiving end of stringent punitive action by school authorities, extending to abuse by the headmaster or the headmistress. Now, at this time when the world sees abuses of all sorts as heinous crimes, Nepalese children have to tolerate the abuses from school authorities if the abuses unaccounted for at home were not enough.

I, as a student during my school days, was never a happy follower of this trend and a culprit of blasphemy at school for my attitude of bringing to school just one exercise copy. I’ve been on the receiving end of such abuses a few times while in school for rebelling against this notion which never appealed to my desire to learn and not study, and never valued the writings in the books which the teacher either jotted down on the blackboards or dictated to us to copy to our note books. (It was probably my academic performance and my teachers’ belief that I had potential behind my lackadaisical side to come out with flying colors that saved my day on each occasion.) I still vividly remember our 8th grade English teacher, Mr. Stanley Benson Rowe telling us in one of his lectures that when you copy from the book or someone’s note to your notebook, the writings and the knowledge merely travel from the source book to the destination book and never transit in the mind of the copier to even stir up imaginations in the culprit’s mind. Now that for me is blasphemy in school and education.

It must be that very thing that played on my mind consciously but unconsciously, even before and always after, English was the only subject where the teacher breached the code of school’s educational conduct to perforate beyond the walls of ordinary teaching methodologies to tread upon the endless terrain of imagination into a quest to find the boundless human ability to think and learn to stir up our understanding which I believe is the right approach. So, mathematics for me was the devil’s code, easy to understand from the teacher’s perspective, easier to solve to score high but never able to stir up my imagination- it is what I called incompetent mathematics unable to carve out a path for the students to create mathematical theories and contextual theories with practical implication in applied studies/education.

Now, coming back to contextualizing that to the present day, the schools still believe that education is what is called mugging up the theories in the books and asking “What is it that you studied” when the actual test questions should have been “What is it that you learned and can you find practical application of your learning”. I remember my compatriots from the computer faculty during my engineering undergraduate studies reiterating a statement made by one of their teachers, quoted in his words as, “In Nepal we have memory tests while the right way is to have IQ tests.”

This is exactly what the students learn in school- to memorize and then write them down in tests to earn great grades- which they believe reflect their ability to perform and to do things well. What they fail to understand is that letting their ego come out in a competitive state of the mind to mug up the entire book and pour their memory’s content out into the answer sheet in a test is not the true reflection of one’s ability. This brings into perspective the relevance of one saying and notion in Nepal’s case- “A good student may never be the best employee.” Now the writings all over the wall if you see that the evaluation is as wrong as the values and beliefs themselves are or perhaps more wrong if it (evaluation) meant anything at all.

So re-converging to the main issue draws up a question, “Does one’s reluctance to carry a weight up to 4 KGs of satchels for a student up to grade 5, 6 KGs for a student up to grade 8 and 8 KGs for a student above grade 9, a measure of his/her inability to learn and excel or does it exclude one from the herd. It may perhaps qualify as a blatant crime in the eyes of the authority, since these are limits imposed by the government, and make students liable to punishment and physical abuse.

Now, this brings into limelight another issue of physical abuse not limiting to the walls of the school premises but also to homes by abusive parents. This would open a whole new chapter into the issues of poor human rights and child rights eminent in third world countries like Nepal.

These issues would scoff out a raucous wave of disdainful laughter from that section of the crowd which has been silently watching these scenes with full understanding but been timidly sitting, mocking the vociferous minority and hapless majority. They believe that every voice they hear is not their concern and they are above them as they are able to shrug off such biases in schools for their children with the sheer wit and might of monetary power and assertive relations with authorities not just of schools but also bureaucrats and diplomats. For them, both the government (Nepal as a country) and people fighting these negative influences and energies controlling the government are incompetent and the war raging on between these parties merely amusing, not worth their attention, never a match to their wit and wisdom (as needless as it was to even mention here).

Yet, they are unaware of tabooed jolts of human nature that may hit them when avalanches of stones pelted at the authorities may misfire and gullibly find ways to their glass houses mistaking them for the authorities they befriend so dearly and so gleefully with unbound pride.

And I may be treading upon that pride as I say that rhetoric is what people hate, especially when they are on the receiving end of such rhetoric and annoyingly it is my forte. So, I might as well not raise questions like, “is it not in the child’s right to say enough is enough- no more of ragging their innocence and playing around their sentiments to woo over the people’s trust, rubbing cold oil over the fresh wounds of child abuse and lackadaisical approach in schools?”

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Mission- Recreating May 7th, 2010- A ????


Oh! Yeah! Recreating May 7th, 2010? That’s what I had in mind. I dug in deep to my guts and invoked my soul with the same youthful exuberance; I had while participating in the similar event initiated by FNCCI and other partnering firms, encouraging my downtrodden hopes of better Nepal. So I went firm footed to reach Durbarmarg sharp 5pm after finishing regular official and non-official chores only to witness my hopes shattered into rubles of despair and anguish of my psyche losing hope of seeing matters change in Nepal. The bottom line- the peace and harmony rally today at Durbarmarg was a total disappointment which showed in the looks of discern in faces leaving the event after a short stint of about 30 minutes while the rest looked for refuge from the nightmare of witnessing one’s hope crumbling into pieces under the agonizingly scorching hot evening sun to cafes and restaurants in the area.

FNCCI did what it does best help businesses proliferate and here by supplying huge crowds into the local eateries. Now I realize how foolish I was expecting any enlightening facts and words of wisdom about the grave consequences of the bandh culture in Nepal which I thought the event had been organized to voice against and to spread the message of peace, harmony and accord in the psyche of the youths. Then, inadvertently, present relevant arguments to stop the divide created in the minds of the citizens engulfed by the stridently anonymous outcries of the visionaries who laid the foundation of the culture of bandh. (I mean to say the pioneers leaving behind apparent footprints to follow the trail of conspiracy.)

Let’s not go into this blame game of who did what well and what worse culminates from the good intention (rather inadvertently or so they claim), without being more gullible into thinking otherwise (bad) about anything, not even the events’ motto. Well, the motto was sheer enlightenment about…. (Not really sure what, apart from the seemingly obvious - peace, harmony, exchange of good will and some good old publicity.)

Yet, I felt there was something lacking there. I saw there was a whole bunch of enthusiastic young minds, worried more about their portrayal in the frame of the camera they had brought down to upload some cool, hip pictures of a cult youth initiative. (I guess the target audience at the event, or the ones who turned up would earn the event organizers the bragging rights to call it a youth initiative though the concept was masterminded, in the background, by the redundantly wise mature master minds.) This event must have benefited facebook, as the organizers owe the social network giant a symbiotic favor for making this event go viral on facebook, in Nepal. And no wonder people there were busy taking snaps, inadvertently thinking about posting the photos on facebook and enjoying a moment under the spotlight like FNCCI and some of the famed guests, though I saw some notable celebrity faces losing interest and leaving the venue rather quirkily trying to avoid appearing disappointed.

Yet, this event seemed successful in making it clear that we all love our country and are anti-bandh and anti-caste-based-segregation. It was rather vociferously articulated through the choices of songs that were played created an aura of concert. It felt like I had come to a concert where the theme was to flaunt patriotism, unity and harmony. Yet the repetitive message delivered through the speeches of the honoraries and the orator gave me a vibe that the sound system required some maintenance to avoid replaying the same audio repeatedly.

The concert aspect was pretty interesting and ostensibly creative. It must have soothed people’s mind that might have been aggravated by sitting in the sweltering heat of the evening summer sun. No wonder people opted to seek refuge for relief from the exhausting sun after a hard day’s work at the office in the nearby restaurants and eateries. The crowd seemed rather thrilled to have been part of an event of such magnitude as changing the current trend of affairs in Nepal and more so the city. They were enjoying their refreshments and a light evening snack in those eateries. How refreshing! It, at least, felt so to me.

So the message was clear that the bandh culture is wrong (even though it was elementary) and the current affairs causing the bandhs were more wrong and that the civil discord has to stop and that we should unite to think of ourselves as Nepali than belonging to a particular ethnicity or caste and that we should realize what we already do and that and that. Yet somewhere I felt something was missing. May be, I was the only one trying to find the missing clue related to what could have made sense, organizing such a huge mass event with so much media coverage to spread a message, an analytical one, to the preposterously large crowd sitting back home choosing to not show up smartly.

The message could have been as refutation to the vehement crowd that is holding to the belief that their cause for bandhs to meet their demands doesn’t have any unequivocal effect on the economy. I was hoping the experts at FNCCI were giving us some substantive facts and figures about the negative causality between bandhs and the economy and advertently the lives of the people, by giving rise to ridiculous inflation as much as Rs200 for a Kg of tomato. May be I was expecting too much from the event to learn about the ill-effects of the current affairs on the health sector. May be, I was wrong in thinking that my appetite for knowledge about the grave danger Nepal is facing would be satiated. I thought the organizers were going to enlighten us about the future prospect of Nepal which is standing on the cusp of civil riot emanating from caste and ethnic discrimination in the civil minds. May be it is not as lucid to them about where this path will lead Nepalese to and a possible solution as a summary.

The summary I thought from this event would have been educating the ignorant minds creating divides in the minds of the people who’re taking charge of all the dreams that had been implanted in their minds since the last 22 years after the inception of democracy in 1990. I reckon people have lost faith in the government to fulfill those dreams thinking they are incompetent. Yet, they don’t realize that there is no such thing as radical change. Change is but an evolutionary process that is continuous and not revolutionary. To build Nepal into the next USA or Switzerland is impossible and that it is about time they reflect on one prominent quote, “Rome wasn’t built in a day.”

The inference I drew from today’s event could be just one. The message was loud and clear, the writing was on the walls, “The whole system is run by one in the herds, inept in divergent thinking, and there is one thing and one thing only that people want- Public Relation and free Publicity apart from messing the streets in Durbarmarg with redundancy.