tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56384599553580417052024-02-21T06:36:03.188+02:00LK on the roadLukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-63541471111363403792010-06-09T23:56:00.005+03:002010-06-10T00:00:19.415+03:00Die Rückkehrer Konferenz für ehemalige langzeit Freiwillige. Ich helfe Sie zu organisieren!<br /><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,28,0" width="468" height="60" title="und jetzt?! 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Please spread it around!<br /><br />Dear Friends of Tent of Nations all over the world,<br /><br />Today (27.05.2010) at 2.00 pm in the afternoon, 2 officers form the Israeli Civil Administration guarded by Israeli soldiers came to our farm and gave us NINE demolishing orders for nine ( structures) we built in the last years without a building permit from the Israeli Military Authority. The demolishing orders are for: tents, animals shelters, metal roof in front of both old houses, the restrooms (Shelters) , a water cistern, a metal container and 2 underground renovated cave structures. One officer was writing the demolishing orders and the other was taking pictures with two cameras, Israeli soldiers were following them everywhere and pointing their guns on us.<br /><br />The demolishing orders were written in Hebrew and I refused to sign receiving them. We have 3 days only to react against those demolishing orders. The timing for delivering the demolishing orders was plant properly and purposely on Thursday, in order to make it difficult for us to try to stop those orders by the Israeli court within 3 days, because of the Jewish weekend (Friday and Saturday). The idea is to make it impossible for us to act quickly. I contacted our Lawyer and he will write an opposition and send it to the military court on Sunday morning. We hope to get a paper from the court through our Lawyer on Sunday morning to stop the demolishing orders.<br /><br /> We would like to ask you to be prepared and alert for actions, if anything might happen. We will keep you updated and will guide you for actions but please forward this E-mail to your friends.<br />PLEASE be prepared for actions… Thank you for all your solidarity and support.<br /><br />They are trying to destroy our spirit, but we are determined to resist and overcome the Evil with GOOD and justice will prevail.<br /><br />Blessings and Salaam,<br /><br />Daoud<br /><br />Daoud Nassar<br />Director<br /><br />Tent of Nations<br />-People Building Bridges-<br />P.O.Box 28<br />Bethlehem - Palestine<br />Tel: +972 (0)2-274 3071<br />Fax: +972(0)2-276 7446<br />Mobile: +972(0)522 975 985<br />info@tentofnations.org<br />www.tentofnations.orgLukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-55938470437701445272010-05-19T21:21:00.003+03:002010-05-19T22:05:45.595+03:00Ya Old JaffaWhere have you gone? All the tales being tolled about your oranges and lemons - where are they now? Buried under the rubble of old houses, under the walls of newly build real estates, under the foundation of new tourist apartments. Where did your old beauty go? It's vanishing during the years under the feeds of thousands of tourists which made believe that the streets they are walking are the old ones of the Crusaders, the Ottoman Empire or pre 1948 Palestinian build pathways towards the port.<br />Having been hear every now and than since a couple of years, you feel the atmosphere changing.<br />The main language you hear is Hebrew (not that I have anything against it) but its strange in a supposed Arab city. The way people look around changes, you often see old Arab man cleaning the streets. I am wondering where the young ones are. (Destroying there old houses and building the new shiny ones)<br />Old Palestinian houses aren't renovated or rebuild - I heard that already fall 2008 and seeing it with my own eyes. Palestinians setting on their broken bench in front of house, hold together with an improvised metal frame. Close by shines a sign<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBksKA1AULLFtz3k_fF2HOSHj4h-xIqsrrN7RUSIGNTjnzh02oidSF7MtNu8LmvW4mEnbfQxGrkdfJa7VGnzDcWVmenCZvme5kOXDw7YTVy_e7RmKQw0AnORKUEHSLYwEBF8e7i8HXPtUg/s1600/P1440393.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBksKA1AULLFtz3k_fF2HOSHj4h-xIqsrrN7RUSIGNTjnzh02oidSF7MtNu8LmvW4mEnbfQxGrkdfJa7VGnzDcWVmenCZvme5kOXDw7YTVy_e7RmKQw0AnORKUEHSLYwEBF8e7i8HXPtUg/s320/P1440393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473052673564842706" border="0" /></a><br />It reads "Luxurious and Unique Apartments & Penthouses" and in the back of the picture you see the wall holed together by a metal frame.<br /><br />Oh Old Jaffa<br />where have you gone?<br />the see is endlessness rolling<br />and the wind strongly blowing<br />salt in the air<br />heat makes the flair<br />the clock is ringing<br />Muezzin singing<br />Rabbi whispering<br /><br />time moves on<br />Oranges are gone<br />sun is down and night has come<br />stars and moon shine strong<br />people walk the quay<br />getting equal thereby<br />dreaming of the days gone<br />dreaming of the days to come<br /><br />having Jaffa in mind<br />bagging it be (our) kind<br /><br />I think Mahmoud Darwish found nicer words on Jaffa - cant find them - so used my own words ...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxp1Yk0idN8GmzxTCMRLGY7hAlHW3jow8qLzGPJN4m-e4uy-MwIU0SylvPkMIRz7Pv0YBsC1tyRsBsVSs-NKMR-e6gZH4iWkkT1jkt_RE8CVmNj0jvHqSRMSl1zOXjM1Q5EEde0mTGqkYp/s1600/P1440413.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxp1Yk0idN8GmzxTCMRLGY7hAlHW3jow8qLzGPJN4m-e4uy-MwIU0SylvPkMIRz7Pv0YBsC1tyRsBsVSs-NKMR-e6gZH4iWkkT1jkt_RE8CVmNj0jvHqSRMSl1zOXjM1Q5EEde0mTGqkYp/s320/P1440413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473059071291406722" border="0" /></a>The moon above Jaffa - its not going to change!Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-21330633589794988812010-03-03T19:11:00.006+02:002010-03-03T19:23:13.700+02:00Haiti - seeing destruction and joy<span style="font-style:italic;">written for "we strive"</span><br /><br />Crossing into Haiti on the 11th of February from the Dominican Republic offered us an insight into the busy, chaotic boarder region where international aid piles up and local small business try to make their part of the cake. We are on our way with 14 educators, psychologists, art therapist, doctors, nurses and experiential educators to do an emergency education intervention with the „Friends of Waldorf Education Rudolf Steiner“ to help stabilise children, possibly traumatised by the earthquake of 12th January.<br /><br />As we arrive in Port au Prince, one of the images stuck to my head was people searching in an totally destroyed mall for corpses, the smell of decomposition in the air, people staring at the flattened building, a few climbing up and down in the ruins at the risk to fall.<br /><br />Oh what do I have to expect in coming days?<br /><br />We were looking for an local organisation in Leogan (25km west of Port au Prince and around 30km north of the epicentre) we could work with. We found it in Acre Derb, an organisation wanting already to work with children directly after the earthquake but having no means to do so. By destiny we could connect to them and start our work with around 200-300 children, changing from day to day. In the morning we could offer a small snack and some water, both a rare thing after the unimaginable for these children, living in tents since the quake. Starting than with different groups, around 50 children up to five years were taken care by our lovely kindergardeners, the others split in to groups six to nine, ten to twelve and 13 to 16 years. We got beautiful pictures drawn in the art therapy group, some gave us a lot to thing about the kids experience. Great fun we had in the different experiential education groups, children sending around an imaginary ball, jumping over an invisible stick, passing around a ball which is thought to be burning hot, telling a story and children doing the movements to it, balancing over a rope back and forward looking into my eyes. What I saw? Everything you can imagine after such an catastrophe which left 90% of Leogans buildings and infrastructure in rubble. Fast moving eyes looking everywhere, calm eyes focusing on my eyes, sad ones, ones which showing the grieve of loss of someone close, some happy and some full of joy being able to do something else than sitting in tents or ruins.<br />Our doctors were taking care of children being sick or having untreated injuries, they also helped out in a hospital on the campus we stayed.<br />A small part of our team is going back to Prot au Prince to work there with young adults to train them in our methods because they are working with children from different areas from Port au Prince. A story which touched me there, was a young lawyer telling me: „Listen, I think the earthquake has also a chance for us Haitians, it could bring us back together and lets us start from the nothing, to build our own future.“ Asking him, if believes that it would happen as he wishes he says: „I fear people are to busy with their daily struggle and not concisely enough about their new chances in building an independent country.“<br />On my birthday I got a great present from my new won friends. A new born youth group „Nouvelle Vision“ sung me a beautiful birthday song and hold me high up in the air. Afterwards we went to their destroyed houses and made short video clips with them. The story of 14 year old Rose-Mica kept me thinking and thinking. Her family had a small small hut, 4 by 5 meters which collapsed. Asking her how many people she was living in there, she couldn't tell because she was unable to count, later I found out that except her name she couldn't write as well. She is asking children and youth in Germany to help her to go to school again and give her parents work. She still had all the fear in her eyes was shy looking around her while we spoke. Asking about her future, she couldn't say anything and said that till two years nothing will change and happen except our activities tomorrow. I hope that she will find the strength to deal with her life and that future bears some happiness for her to come.<br />Being back in Germany feels strange, the earth isn't shaking anymore as it used to do at least once a day; there is so much more to do. Building temporary schools for children will take at least until End of April and less to no psycho-social support is there to help especially children. The cities of Leogan and Port au Prince are full of homeless people, tones of rubble are laying around, I just hope people around the world wont forget the shaken country of Haiti and help in a true and honest way to rebuild it, otherwise we will face more of these tragic catastrophes in one of the poorest countries in this world.<br /><br />All pics by Michael Schnur<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEKNTy0NWkvwvAXGGFiY38ddM73QiN5OmWdRKHYCa7GLSEoy0L8wAC9RS6G4RQx4UAYUg9-Gj8ioTZsKoSGdX4FzWGoVKYL-BPyTgjffwvTsNf3UGZmXI_pKxwFywCuaE-MW5WbqQLkT0U/s1600-h/Beide+Teams+Leogane0303+Kopie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEKNTy0NWkvwvAXGGFiY38ddM73QiN5OmWdRKHYCa7GLSEoy0L8wAC9RS6G4RQx4UAYUg9-Gj8ioTZsKoSGdX4FzWGoVKYL-BPyTgjffwvTsNf3UGZmXI_pKxwFywCuaE-MW5WbqQLkT0U/s320/Beide+Teams+Leogane0303+Kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444457886405688466" border="0" /></a><br />The Haitian and German Team together<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXvMxB9OKWKFnf3_qw-Lv0oHdnM6_QEDzwVnhpP-_6F15GDK5-SFMN2C1-bUL1uKArcvp9A5P1_WWGSua71iKmL6wbiJHbfLfCis0U8sM-Amdh0wpUMW6xSFJzSMwGP4SC9VwUJ9KR1eNn/s1600-h/DSC00515.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXvMxB9OKWKFnf3_qw-Lv0oHdnM6_QEDzwVnhpP-_6F15GDK5-SFMN2C1-bUL1uKArcvp9A5P1_WWGSua71iKmL6wbiJHbfLfCis0U8sM-Amdh0wpUMW6xSFJzSMwGP4SC9VwUJ9KR1eNn/s320/DSC00515.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444458247833965282" /></a><br />at work<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtw0BoPY2zHm7rLXr6yG2rwjNmIyPgUvZ0DbMgdWumGGG7Gd5B5wPDMa6hhBtvJKeW7M6Wxkz0ApDr_IG0RagvdOXGz0rcQqd9ElJMng-7d90BB3IQdK_F8R8MhjJs8UyKe5x1QnzMo85Q/s1600-h/DSC00824.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtw0BoPY2zHm7rLXr6yG2rwjNmIyPgUvZ0DbMgdWumGGG7Gd5B5wPDMa6hhBtvJKeW7M6Wxkz0ApDr_IG0RagvdOXGz0rcQqd9ElJMng-7d90BB3IQdK_F8R8MhjJs8UyKe5x1QnzMo85Q/s320/DSC00824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444458256918345826" /></a><br />my birthdayLukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-90773798332685150672010-03-03T19:10:00.002+02:002010-03-03T19:23:43.550+02:00Story about meA short story by Finn Jesch, written after I tolled him, what I love to do and where I get my energy from. Enjoy and thanks to Finn!<br /><br />My car is finally road worthy for the long journey ahead. My family have joined me to wish me farewell, some of my friends are there too.<br />Together we load the car with carpenters tools of all shapes and sizes, each having been made for specific purpose.<br />As important are the toys, there are several coloured balls and a parachute which is cavity to be held by a group of children is a wish.<br />The tank is loaded but it will be needed to be filled many more tomes to make the long journey to Mongolia.<br />On my way I will use my skilled hands to work the tools and I will teach children games, in return I hope to see a smile on a young girls face. I want to help young people to do what they really want to do and to help those that are less fortunate or face difficulties in life.<br />I am privileged but that's not what is important, to me a gift can be a 19 years old boy telling me his life story, I will listen with wide eyes, as the light dives at dusk.<br />I will collect stories which I will take with me on my way back home over the Caucasian mountains.Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-65877551641493080442009-11-24T17:03:00.004+02:002010-03-03T19:24:48.487+02:00emergency education in Sungai Batang and Malalak, West Sumatra<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1a2cv6bYlF59Ns9VkVfPfBFDRNwfLygLw66R8dDsQJov95tkTNkZPaDoIkjTzWgSPo8iWuiWeFaKiK57t6cfWUbPkpJ_kvfM3-wL5WmZAHTK_BjrFXzc6flC4KAve4L1nRfW42DyjaiW/s1600/Indonesia__A.Sauerland_0762.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1a2cv6bYlF59Ns9VkVfPfBFDRNwfLygLw66R8dDsQJov95tkTNkZPaDoIkjTzWgSPo8iWuiWeFaKiK57t6cfWUbPkpJ_kvfM3-wL5WmZAHTK_BjrFXzc6flC4KAve4L1nRfW42DyjaiW/s200/Indonesia__A.Sauerland_0762.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407696742059114674" /></a><br /><br />There would be so much to write about, but finding time and words for it, is kind of difficult. <br /><br />From the 13th till the 22nd a group of 11 volunteers from the organisation Friends of Waldorf Education were working with children which were effected by the earthquake which happened end of September.<br />In the first Camp there were around 700 people living on a soccer pitch in tents sponsored by Rotary International, only 95 tents fit on the land so that sometimes two families had to share one tent. Imagine 5 to 13 people sharing a tent of 4 square meters. Anyway the children were comparatively healthy compared to the ones in Gaza we met in July.<br /><br />In the second Camp in Malalak is the situation much more difficult due to the landscape. The villages lays on top of a mountain, main parts of the road got destroyed either by the earthquake or by the following landslides. Out of the 808 houses in the village 566 are damaged or destroyed, 28 are not seen any more - covered by soil and rocks. 62 people got killed whereas 33 are still missing - oh no 32 because we found one dead body. Luckily we didn't see it as a whole, because after 6 weeks its only a black corpse any more with a horrible smell. Interestingly enough that the area wasn't searched with heavy machines, I don't understand and know why. Now people aren't looking any more for the missing bodies because of there strong Islamic believes, they said the dead ones are buried, so why to disturb them any more. But can you imagine walking over an area were you are sure that dead bodies are laying below you?<br /><br />In that area work was much more difficult, children showed symptoms of traumatic experience. In the school we worked, 12 children are dead. And keep in mind, that only three years back a earthquake happened at the same spot, not as strong as the last one, but still. People therefore just finished rebuilding and settling back to normal live and than it happened again. People losing faith in the stability of the earth, there basic stronghold also on a symbolic level gets disturbed or destroyed. So of course children in school can't concentrate any more, aren't that motivated, opposing the teachers, getting aggressive, wake up at night because of nightmares and so on ... so we could set a starting point for children to strengthen their self healing abilities. Lets hope it is sustainable and helps the children to overcome their traumatic experience and integrated it into their live.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiha6hI3R1DABVXk6sdi6P3U_5cDEgNCaNe61FwRtaOaiZ9EPfJStykNQc2Jn5XZ3mpc_dOGbIml31uaKTjEtgAL_EQWzc9juaITub0ddtHTY1kEpGg9HYuHFpSkOu5FzCYHckbYMilbfRx/s1600/DSC09027.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiha6hI3R1DABVXk6sdi6P3U_5cDEgNCaNe61FwRtaOaiZ9EPfJStykNQc2Jn5XZ3mpc_dOGbIml31uaKTjEtgAL_EQWzc9juaITub0ddtHTY1kEpGg9HYuHFpSkOu5FzCYHckbYMilbfRx/s200/DSC09027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407696454222196274" /></a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-82410598569711759552009-07-18T23:20:00.003+03:002009-07-18T23:23:18.009+03:00work info about Gazaread Annies Blog (colleague of mine) about our work in Gaza <a href="http://anniealina.blogspot.com/">AnnieAlina</a> I don't have the time at the moment to write about it.<br /><br />LukasLukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-88677968996695334372009-07-12T19:07:00.003+03:002009-07-12T19:11:22.801+03:00preperation for GazaI am going again to Gaza, on Tuesday 14.7.09 we hopefully manage to get into Israel and on the 15. to Gaza via Erez.I hope that I am able to provide you more detailed information about the whole situation in Gaza and some personal insights in the next days.<br /><br />I am following the "Free Gaza Movement quite close and found that <a href="http://gaza08.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-o-cyprus-why.html">post</a> just a second ago.Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-72877676410630228722009-06-18T10:24:00.005+03:002009-06-18T10:34:28.944+03:00Was würden Sie tun, wenn Sie für ein Projekt zur Woche des Grundeinkommens 2.000 Euro zur Verfügung hätten?Es kommt vor, dass jemand eine Idee hat, die er oder sie gern realisieren möchte. Ein Projekt, eine wirklich originelle Aktion, eine Veranstaltungsform, etwas ganz Besonderes. Es fehlt nicht an Fantasie, auch nicht an Mitstreitern oder an Motivation. <a href="http://www.woche-des-grundeinkommens.eu/category/ideenwettbewerb/">lese hier weiter!</a><br /><br /><br /><b>Perspektive Wechseln am Unternehmen Mitte in Basel</b><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgplefkFQDdoEp3V-1nhwlfTEu3f1oIxeRA6hRMzw3yPDSDYyhOoaYIt1NVR-cG2C_oAkZZIgCzbaDXWpcChor6PfpuGFC6ZZeTz4jDY8hAUdMsPaOOU9gnKybfmrDFxlEC0sRAR0g-1QML/s400/09-06-17neuland-tag2+%2841%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgplefkFQDdoEp3V-1nhwlfTEu3f1oIxeRA6hRMzw3yPDSDYyhOoaYIt1NVR-cG2C_oAkZZIgCzbaDXWpcChor6PfpuGFC6ZZeTz4jDY8hAUdMsPaOOU9gnKybfmrDFxlEC0sRAR0g-1QML/s400/09-06-17neuland-tag2+%2841%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Schwindelerregend, ob das schon die angestrebten 30m sind? ca. dreimal so hoch wie unser Hochseilgarten, ich bin gespannt wie ich mich darauf fühle, wir werden sehen.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xB4IgbzV0EDlF4-r-vxMKNQtuNs7r1PbmlfqoCAUUrrbIoluil41vvLdHK8U_daPw-LkbWitJK-gLoJrzVS4i03qxH4pzUjW61Tqp85oNLPkRqHaYvcIyhEDzVj7XtAVXxFGoZce6bEZ/s400/09-06-17neuland-tag2+%2860%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xB4IgbzV0EDlF4-r-vxMKNQtuNs7r1PbmlfqoCAUUrrbIoluil41vvLdHK8U_daPw-LkbWitJK-gLoJrzVS4i03qxH4pzUjW61Tqp85oNLPkRqHaYvcIyhEDzVj7XtAVXxFGoZce6bEZ/s400/09-06-17neuland-tag2+%2860%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><b><a href="http://unternehmen-mitte-neuland.blogspot.com/">Neuland - so sieht es aus!</a></b>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-62022813563463348022009-06-05T22:22:00.004+03:002009-06-06T17:34:33.765+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJmDyIgzPihHxAXl-qTMXhZTuZmry5RbtKyKC1J6jqiah6PWKFyYXcygcxDpoxWPXQ5qLRzT3ArsTe6AW4kaMc-GAHADWnhAZjjs-iPpdDwkU2xhPeIs2Jp8PokHQDGQcsw022ULFLYz72/s1600-h/David+Masuch.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJmDyIgzPihHxAXl-qTMXhZTuZmry5RbtKyKC1J6jqiah6PWKFyYXcygcxDpoxWPXQ5qLRzT3ArsTe6AW4kaMc-GAHADWnhAZjjs-iPpdDwkU2xhPeIs2Jp8PokHQDGQcsw022ULFLYz72/s320/David+Masuch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343927777988937794" /></a><br /><br />(Bild von <a href="http://dawidefotos.blogspot.com">David Masuch</a>)<br /><br />das war letztes wochenende in hugolsdorf bei <a href="http://www.captura-online.de">captura</a>, jemand hatte eine slackline mitgebracht, ich habe immer wieder versucht darauf zu laufen - es ist schwer - macht aber unglaublich spaß.<br /><br />Ich hatte dort 5 volle tage, wieder unglaublich energiereiche tage. vor einigen wochen hatte ich das gefühl, ich müsse immer min. 8 std. schlafen um fit zu sein. nein, es geht auch anders, oft habe ich nur wenige stunden geschlafen, die begegnungen und menschen haben die kraft gegeben, vieles erleben zu dürfen. so ein glücksgefühl wie dort hatte ich schon länger nicht mehr. ich habe im moment das gefühl, dass das leben einfach läuft, ich treffe hier jemand, der mir etwas anbietet und dort jemand der mich auf den länger gesuchten gedanken bringt - ich bin glücklich. <br /><br />eins wurde mir deutlich, über diese tage. ich haber in meinem leben immer zwei pole die zusammengehören und sich gegenseitig unterstützen oder befruchten. sei es die schreinerausbildung und die schule, das studium und die arbeit bei idem, die tiefe frage nach dem daseinsgrund des menschen, den beweggründen für sein handeln und die aufenthalte in israel und palästina, mit seinen tragischen momenten. <br /><br />deswegen auch hier ein zweites bild.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6TN2BoyKFZGlaHBhyphenhyphennwJ86QmUt-JAwRrcOWtAMNJbcNK1OCrzttgMhbklASopF6DHSxH-OQqoToqydGIlGRdiB0f8ltgqo0x9TxQ6gbCnBVYyJ_vgnZEyhqOm9INKZDkO314H2PPsyWSL/s1600-h/4693_190618745021_57187720021_7100886_4886338_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6TN2BoyKFZGlaHBhyphenhyphennwJ86QmUt-JAwRrcOWtAMNJbcNK1OCrzttgMhbklASopF6DHSxH-OQqoToqydGIlGRdiB0f8ltgqo0x9TxQ6gbCnBVYyJ_vgnZEyhqOm9INKZDkO314H2PPsyWSL/s200/4693_190618745021_57187720021_7100886_4886338_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343930188425176466" /></a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-76684205082501075112009-05-27T12:57:00.003+03:002009-05-27T13:16:45.079+03:00BachelorthesisI just handed in my Bachelor thesis, everyone who like to read it,is welcome to do so. I am looking forward for comments. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.eye-to-i.org/images//notfallp%E4dagogische%20krisenintervention%20als%20herausforderung%20f%FCr%20die%20soziale%20arbeit.pdf">Notfallpädagogische Krisenintervention als Herausforderung für Soziale Arbeit or emergency educational crisis intervention as a new challenge for social work</a><br /><br />PS: Sorry, most is in German.Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-70197993660968476162009-05-27T12:35:00.002+03:002009-05-27T12:57:37.079+03:00PalFest09You probably all know, that PA backed activities in Jerusalem are forbidden since the signing of the Oslo agreement. Even the Palestine Literature Festival, which should have started in the Palestinian National Theatre, was cancelled by Israeli police. Have a look at <br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJU7-9r-pVA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJU7-9r-pVA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Find out about <a href="http://www.palfest.org/">PalFest09</a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-27539244955221520682009-05-16T13:01:00.001+03:002009-05-16T13:04:14.288+03:00Bericht von Anja Reichel<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Wie darf man das nennen?<br /></div><br />Südafrika 1985. Zwei schwarze Südafrikaner werden Zeugen eines Autounfalls, der verletzte Mann ist weiß. Sie rufen einen Krankenwagen für Weiße und stehen dem Verletzten so gut es geht bei. Doch der Krankenwagen kommt nicht. Sie rufen noch einmal an und betonen, dass es sich beim Verletzten um einen Weißen handelt. Nicht recht überzeugt fragt die Stimme am Ende der Notfallhotline „Ihr seid doch Schwarze, seid ihr sicher, dass der Mann weiß ist?“<br /><br />Wie würde man das nennen? Unterlassene Hilfeleistung auf der Basis rassistischer Vorurteile? Apartheid?<br /><br />Vorgestern fuhr mein Verlobter Ghassan mit seinen Arbeitskollegen durch die Westbank zu einem kleinen Dorf, in dem er Gruppenleiter- und Theaterkurse in einem Frauenzentrum anbietet. Viele der größeren Straßen in der Westbank sind nur für Israelis befahrbar, und für Palästinenser mit Sondergenehmigung (Bus und Taxi, Transportunternehmen, Ärzte). Dann gibt es aber auch Straßen, die nicht von Israelis befahren werden sollen, dies ist nach israelischem Gesetz unter Strafe gestellt. So soll verhindert werden, dass jüdische Israelis in die wenigen Gebiete der Westbank fahren, die unter palästinensischer Sicherheitskontrolle stehen. Ghassans Kollege kommt aus Ostjerusalem, und darf deswegen das Auto der Organisation mit israelischen Kennzeichen sowohl auf der einen als auch auf der anderen Straße fahren.<br /><br />Sie haben gerade die Siedlung Ariel passiert, mit 30.000 Einwohnern eine der größten israelischen Städte in der Westbank, und fahren auf die Schilder zu, die Israelis darauf aufmerksam machen, dass sie hier nicht weiterfahren dürfen. Palästinensergebiet A, keine Durchfahrt für Israelis! Da werden sie Zeuge, wie der Fahrer des Wagens vor ihnen plötzlich die Kontrolle verliert und mit einem LKW zusammenstößt. Sie steigen aus, um dem Ehepaar im Unfallfahrzeug Erste Hilfe zu leisten. Die ältere Frau hat bis auf einen Schock keine offensichtlichen Verletzungen davon getragen, ebenso wenig der LKW-Fahrer. Der Ehemann im Kleinwagen jedoch blutet stark und ist kaum bei Bewusstsein. Die Insassen sind Israelis. Ghassan bittet daher seinen Kollegen, eine israelische Ambulanz zu rufen, die von der nahegelegenen Siedlung innerhalb weniger Minuten am Unfallort sein kann.<br />Ghassan spricht mit dem Fahrer auf Hebräisch, um ihn bei Bewusstsein zu halten und ihn zu beruhigen. Er hat sein Hebräisch in einem Kurs an der Uni in Nablus gelernt. Das ist schon eine ganze Weile her, aber es reicht, um mit dem Mann Kontakt aufzunehmen.<br />Mittlerweile sind 10 Minuten vergangen und es ist noch kein Krankenwagen in Sicht. Weitere Palästinenser kommen zur Unfallstelle. Ghassan fragt seinen Kollegen, ob dieser beim Anruf erwähnt hat, dass der Verletzte Israeli, Jude, ist. Es gibt für Israelis keinen Grund, auf dieser Straße zu fahren. Ghassan befürchtet, dass der israelische Notruf denkt, beim Verletzten handelt es sich um einen Palästinenser, und deswegen keinen Krankenwagen schickt. Was für mich total verrückt scheint, ist für ihn ein selbstverständlicher Gedankengang.<br /><br />Sie entscheiden sich daher auf Nummer sicher zu gehen, und auch eine palästinensische Ambulanz zu rufen, die zwar einen wesentlich weiteren Anfahrtsweg hat, aber besser als gar keine Hilfe wäre. Ghassans Kollege ruft danach noch einmal beim israelischen Notruf an und macht der Person am anderen Ende klar, dass es sich beim Verletzten um einen jüdischen Israeli handelt. Daraufhin kommt kurze Zeit später ein Militärjeep zur Unfallstelle. Ein Soldat steigt aus, sieht die vielen Palästinenser um das Auto des jüdischen Ehepaars stehen, versucht zu erfassen was passiert ist, und will dann dem Fahrer Wasser geben. Ghassan erklärt ihm, dass es aufgrund möglicher innerer Verletzungen gefährlich sein kann, wenn der Mann trinkt. Der Soldat wird zornig und will sich mit Ghassan anlegen, und nur schwerlich kann dieser ihm erklären, dass es wichtiger wäre, endlich einen Krankenwagen zu bekommen. Eine Polizeistreife kommt, der Polizist fragt „Wer hat den Unfall verursacht?“ und will dann den Ausweis des palästinensischen LKW-Fahrers konfiszieren. Schließlich ruft er beim Notruf an, und bittet „Dringend, schnell, schnell“ um einen Krankenwagen. Nach einigen Minuten kommt die Feuerwehr. Dann kommen zur gleichen Zeit der israelische und der palästinensische Krankenwagen. Die palästinensische Ambulanz hatte sich direkt nach dem Anruf auf den Weg gemacht, ohne dass jemand wissen wollte, wer das Unfallopfer ist. Die israelische Ambulanz fuhr erst los, als der israelische Polizist bestätigen konnte, dass es sich beim Verletzten wirklich um einen Israeli handelt...<br /><br />Wie darf man das nennen? Wir stellen uns oft die Frage, wie wir in Deutschland auf von Israel verübte Menschenrechtsverletzungen aufmerksam machen können. Es ist einfach, über palästinensische Raketen aus dem Gazastreifen zu sprechen, niemand wird uns vorhalten, dass wir allgemein gegen alle Araber oder alle Moslems sind. Wie können wir aber erklären, was Besatzung ist und welch einen Einfluss dieses System auf jeden Aspekt im Alltag der Palästinenser hat, wie Menschen ihrer Grundrechte beraubt werden. Und das, ohne als Antisemit bezeichnet zu werden, gegen alle Israelis, gegen alle Juden. Es ist ein schwieriges Unterfangen, und vielleicht sind wir noch nicht bereit für diese Art von Kritik. Das Problem ist nur, dass unsere falsche Vorsicht und bedingungslose Unterstützung nicht nur für die Palästinenser, sondern auch für die Israelis kontraproduktiv ist und die Gräben im Nahen Osten nur noch vertieft.<br /><br />... Die Ambulanz kam also schließlich, aber ohne Arzt, nur der Fahrer = Sanitäter war zur Stelle. Ghassan und seine Kollegen halfen dem Sanitäter, den Fahrer aus dem Auto heraus auf die Trage und in den Krankenwagen zu legen. Zu diesem Zeitpunkt kamen 5 weitere Armeejeeps und mehrere bewaffnete Siedler zur Unfallstelle. Ghassan hatte den Eindruck es sollte sichergestellt werden, dass die Palästinenser nicht über die Israelis herfallen. Sie stiegen aus und schrieen die umstehenden Palästinenser an, sie sollen verschwinden und es gäbe nichts zu sehen. Eine Frau schrie zurück „Wir helfen dem Mann, wir wollen ihn nicht umbringen!“ Der Krankenwagen war mittlerweile abgefahren und Ghassan und seine Kollegen machten sich auch wieder auf den Weg.<br /><br />Nach getaner Arbeit gingen sie im kleinen palästinensischen Dorf zum Mittagessen. Während sie so saßen und mit dem Wirt über Gott und die Welt philosophierten, gesellte sich ein israelischer Gast zu ihnen und beteiligte sich an ihrem Gespräch. In einem Gebiet, das für den Israeli Sperrzone ist. Warum ist er trotzdem da? Gutes Essen und nette Leute. Moslems, Christen, Juden, an einem Tisch mitten in der schmerzlich zerteilten Westbank, einfach so, gutes Essen, nette Leute.<br /><br />Wie nenne ich das? Hoffnungsschimmer!Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-66031035905091923882009-05-13T22:41:00.002+03:002009-05-13T22:51:15.390+03:00you might wonder why ...You might wonder why I post that many tragic and saddening stories ... yes I am wondering myself, because I do forget to post the nice stuff happening in our world. Anyway, right now I m finding all that information, while researching for my BA thesis. Have you ever heard about traumatized children in Iraq? I haven't, but now, have a look at this <a href="http://www.theglobalist.com/StoryId.aspx?StoryId=7621">article</a> from <a href="http://www.theglobalist.com/">theGlobalist</a><br /><br />and an even better <a href="http://ingaza.wordpress.com/2009/05/13/who-is-the-siege-really-on/">story</a>, still not sure how that could be possible in 2009Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-65187781844865761092009-05-09T11:21:00.003+03:002009-05-09T12:21:40.198+03:00The Freedom Theater in JeninHave a look at this beautiful work, they are coming to Germany as part of the<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kinderkulturkarawane.de"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 155px;" src="http://www.kinderkulturkarawane.de/2008/Presse/pics/Logo-KKK_rgb_400.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OaSvnkRFRic&hl=de&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OaSvnkRFRic&hl=de&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />For further information have a look at <a href="http://www.thefreedomtheatre.org/">The Freedom Theater</a><br /><br />Thats the work we need to support!Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-78350631796128436122009-04-29T11:01:00.003+03:002009-04-29T11:09:44.947+03:00need to followAs I am doing research for my BA thesis about "emergency education a challenge for social work" I am reading a lot about Gaza and other conflict regions. I was always wondering if some serious investigation about harming people during the Gaza attack is done. Via a friend I found it today, have a look at the page of <a href="http://www.phr.org.il/phr/">Physicians for Human Rights - Israel</a> and have a look at the <a href="http://www.phr.org.il/phr/article.asp?articleid=708&catid=42&pcat=42&lang=ENG">report</a> of the independent fact finding mission.Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-26669815024162093852009-04-27T11:16:00.002+03:002009-04-27T11:20:56.792+03:00frustration must be relativeA few weeks ago I read in a blog, how it is to be Palestinian, I started to cry ... because I remembered how I felt when we had to leave Gaza, how frustrated I was, but I am not even Palestinian, imagine how it must be for mother being rejected to leave Cairo Airport ... but read it yourself, its rather long but kind of important for me: <a href="http://a-mother-from-gaza.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-born-palestinian.html">Raising Yousef and Noor: diary of a Palestinian mother</a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-44905499138684901732009-04-05T16:14:00.002+03:002009-04-05T16:19:46.366+03:00"Die 200 reichsten Menschen der Welt haben mehr Geld als 41 Prozent der Weltbevölkerung. Wenn diese 200 Personen jährlich auch nur ein Prozent ihres Vermögens zur Verfügung stellten, könnte mit diesen sieben bis acht Milliarden US-Dollar die Grundbildung für alle Kinder dieser Welt finanziert werden. Die Weltgemeinschaft ist gefordert, diese Ungleichheit zu reduzieren und für mehr Chancengleichheit auf der Welt zu sorgen."<br /><br />Zitiert aus "Schutz von Kindern in bewaffneten Auseinandersetzungen – Handlungsmöglichkeiten der Entwicklungspolitik" von Heidemarie Wieczorek-Zeul in "Kinder im Krieg" Konferenz am 25.08.1999 in Berlin der Friedrich Ebert Stiftung<br /><br /><a href="http://www.google.de/url?sa=t&source=web&ct=res&cd=2&url=http%3A%2F%2Flibrary.fes.de%2Fpdf-files%2Fiez%2F01374.pdf&ei=oq_YSc75GZaQsAaH19H_Dg&usg=AFQjCNFCxhlgZvX0qtKM5mu-K9wlyR4yMw&sig2=WE910ewaAJ7vx6HeU1Hx2w">Voller Text</a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-87951431831339291382009-04-01T20:45:00.003+03:002009-04-01T20:47:44.847+03:00Bedingungsloses GrundeinkommenIch beantrage es auf jeden Fall, wenn die Bundesregierung so was macht, dann muss da ja was dran sein. Macht mit, es lohnt sich!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.bundesagentur-fuer-einkommen.de/">Bedingungsloses Grundeinkommen</a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-9690285753127670882009-02-26T15:25:00.000+02:002009-02-26T15:26:51.748+02:00nice blog and idea <a href="http://betterplacede.wordpress.com">betterplace.org</a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-91204327524561085842009-02-22T15:32:00.001+02:002009-02-26T15:25:50.882+02:00presentationNeues Datum für Basel:<br />Connect Cafe (Unternehmen Mitte, Basel) <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">26.02.2009 19:00 Uhr</span><br /><br />Rudolf Steiner Schule Loheland (Fulda) 06.03.2009 20:00 Uhr<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Alanus Hochschule, Alfter bei Bonn, 24.03.2009, 20:00 Uhr</span>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-19620083835306361992009-02-15T01:14:00.006+02:002009-02-15T02:52:46.143+02:00Gaza experience 2Even I am quite tired now I want to write a bit more before I forget to much ... today in the morning our director of the whole project gave a presentation in front of a few foundations which brought a lot of pictures back to mind.<br /><br />Second day in Gaza, we did a lot of reflection after the first day which helped me to get a few things more clear on what to focus working with the kids.<br />The south group went back to the Eid Al Agha school close to Khan Younis. When we arrived a huge group of girls was already waiting for us on the school yard. What can you do with 150 girls in all ages with 3 people? The rest of our group went to the office to meet the schools principle. So I went into the middle of the group, we wanted to do a huge circle, but unfortunately that did work because the girls wanted to stay as close as possible to us. Yeah most of them hadn't seen friendly strangers their whole live. So I just started telling a story and acting at the same time. Could you imagine little Lukas standing in the middle of 80 girls, all staring at him? We were going for a trip, running, climbing, swimming, resting, eating - all with gestures. At the end when we had breakfast I asked what can we eat - they said cucumbers, tomatoes and so on, so I cut them symbolically, all the girls were laughing, because a man preparing breakfast for them and passing them symbolic food, that's something they never experienced. We had a lot of fun. But what do you do, if much smaller girls comes to you, a little afraid of all the noise around her from her older colleagues and looking with big brown eyes at you an grape's your hand ... all at the sudden everyone wants to be on your hand. Wow at some point I was fleeing into the office because there were to many of them. Waving. But at least they had got something to smile while fighting planes were flying over us.<br />Shortly after we got a smaller group and started real work. The thing I described with the story telling was working know much better, because we could walk/run in a circle and got some actual movement into the kids.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8PRwP-YEBww0NeSdC4UcX5I7E0EM3JgAejrEhgQBU6325bRK9BstgXvwC7Jp6Wr4goMJZ8TCOLWXGliI9clSFh89hBByLezOF8XqOBRt6wjq0rjDjYZmg-VPJOsE2IEAMiJ3-Mgeuv7Mc/s1600-h/CIMG5571.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8PRwP-YEBww0NeSdC4UcX5I7E0EM3JgAejrEhgQBU6325bRK9BstgXvwC7Jp6Wr4goMJZ8TCOLWXGliI9clSFh89hBByLezOF8XqOBRt6wjq0rjDjYZmg-VPJOsE2IEAMiJ3-Mgeuv7Mc/s320/CIMG5571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302800925257280562" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This pics were drawn by the children just before we arrived. I wanted to share at least one, to show you some of the inside of these kids. Just try to imagine what this girls wants to express and free from her inside.<br /><br />In the afternoon we went again to the Al Qattan centre to work with more children. Oh I forgot to write about the children in the centre from the first day. I will do later.<br />Again a similar situation, hundreds of children waiting for us. The south group was the first who did arrive, the north group was still on there way. So we said yeah, lets start. I had a group at the beginning of around 50 children. That's already a big group but nevertheless I couldn't send half of the group away. We had different ages from 3 to 15 years. So you can't play little kids are going for a trip but you also cant play difficult concentration games. So what do you do? Make the best out of it and get a mixture. At the beginning it was fine, very often I had to explain by showing to every kid, what we want to do. For example: Your right neighbour in the circle is passing you a clap and you should pass it on with taking it from the right side and describe half a circle in front of you and pass it on the your left neighbour. Imagine Lukas standing in front of pretty much every child showing him/her the movement. For me it was one of the nicest things I could do, because I had the chance to look at least once in every child's eye's.<br />After a while we wanted to play my river game. Imagine on one side of a river is you home and on the other side your school, so in the morning you want to go to school and in the afternoon you want to go home. My blue rope was the river, making first smaller than bigger waves and the children had to jump over it. Imagine in the meantime around 80 kids doing that. Of course it got chaotic. It took the staff of the Al Qattan who were either filming me with their mobiles, translating or supporting me by getting some order in to the whole, and me some five minutes we could continue. But than I tolled the story of a little boy, maybe a boy like Mohamed or Yousef or any one else going into the jungle. Than imagine me, liking to act. That got scared of a loud noise which he heard by a sudden. So he climbs on a tree. (Keep in mind, around 100 kids [a group of three years arrived in the meantime] around me, sticking to my lips) Than he saw a small animal crawling through the huge jungle plants. The boy is wondering how such an animal can make a noise which scares him to death. After a while the coy climbed down the tree, saying halo to the small monkey, he couldn't the see that it was a monkey, because the tree was so high. (Lukas as a monkey, haha) They became really good friends, went home the boys house, went to school together, visited friends, did everything together for the whole live and lived as long as you can think.<br />The kids were so happy, they didn't want to go. Just nice. My co-worker, translator and me lost our voices during that day, we couldn't talk afterwards, but still, just nice, I mean what shall you do?<br /><br />Next day, so to say our last working day as we found out at 5:30 pm, but one after another.<br />We went to the <a href="http://atfaluna.net/">Atfaluna Society for Deaf children</a>. That meant for us a long day and hard work. 250 children and youth wanted to meet us. Deaf. Deaf? What? How can I communicate with them? Oh yeah true I like to act and I still have got my body. It took me some time to get over the fear that this work is more difficult than the one we did the days before. At the end it was easier and you know why? I didn't need to talk! They were looking at me to see what I am doing, to understand what I was trying to say them. But still I had a good translator into sign language, amazing what you can tell with it - everything - except names as we understand them. Telling all the time all letters takes to much time, so you get a sign for you, I was the smiling one ;-) I agreed on that, of course! It got so much power out of that work, in the morning I was so tired but after working with them in such a nice centre, I was so inspired. For sure the staff did its part. They were so interested in our work, that they didn't want to let us leave before we tolled them a little about our way of working. We had a good but short session with them which needs to be completed.<br /><br />Than we went to the Samulie/Samunie famliy. You might have heard of them, their case was in the media as well. 39 people of that family (not a single family, rather the family clan) were called into one room at the beginning of the war. Most of them were shot by an Apachi and killed, houses destroyed all around them, around 10-15 houses, olive groves, chicken stable. Two houses were left for a military base. (if you want to hear more details of that family, just put "samuni gaza" in google, but be careful, you might not be mentally able to get along with some of the pictures). The kids were already on our first day in the Al Qattan centre so we knew some of them. Just make sure, you know about what kids I am talking right now. Most of them lost their whole family, they didn't just loose them, they SAW how they were rotting because ambulances couldn't reach the area for around for days. The kids had no food, no water.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">IMAGINE<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;">The kids we saw had swollen and crusted eyes, of the phosphorus being used. Flies were sitting in them. I had the feeling some of them still had the dust of the break down of the houses in their hair. Some didn't talk, some were crying, shouting, some very aggressive, some really shy and everything in between.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgmrNfW5I0NnK3LsIV9ePTJnWPkWuqKiFcBe41OTsJgnxIjJvol7pN5W7mTMIHKeNQgyos15L6jZlGFafcJihdfRDZ_rnGeUqUHdfmg-jnHzjhyphenhyphenr3pJUw4oXNlgvM3GnrQfoRNRE8DLzJZ/s1600-h/Gaza_369Annie+Sauerland.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgmrNfW5I0NnK3LsIV9ePTJnWPkWuqKiFcBe41OTsJgnxIjJvol7pN5W7mTMIHKeNQgyos15L6jZlGFafcJihdfRDZ_rnGeUqUHdfmg-jnHzjhyphenhyphenr3pJUw4oXNlgvM3GnrQfoRNRE8DLzJZ/s320/Gaza_369Annie+Sauerland.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302814879940394546" border="0" /></a><br />Difficult just to play with them, but we did. At the end, I was telling again my story of the little boy as mentioned above. After I finished, I wanted something I could offer the kids from me personally. So I gave everyone a golden ball, symbolically. I asked them to take it home, show it to there parents and friends. One boy asked me what it is. I tolled him, look its something personally and very important from me. I made a gesture, took that time the ball from my heart and gave it to him. He took it and asked me, if I would become his new brother, because he lost his family. I don't need to tell you, that I am still nearly crying ... when I am writing that. Of course I said yes! And now, all kids asked me, if I would be their new brother. What are you telling 20 kids? Yes I am their new brother. But can I bee a brother for them, if they need one? What is a brothers task in Gaza? Can I fulfil that task? I hope and I wish.<br /><br />It s 1:30 am and I need to do breakfast tomorrow for our meeting ... to make it short ...<br /><br />After we left the family we went to the Al Amal orphanage. We just arrived their, introduced ourself and wanted to start working as we got a call from the German embassy in Cairo telling us we have to leave immediately because the boarder is closing by 7 pm. So we had 1,5 hours to take our staff from the hotel, go to the boarder, which takes one hour and be out. We were shocked, why do we need to go out today? We had signed when we entered, that we leave at the 5.2. We didn't know what is going to happen. So we had to leave.<br />We managed to get out and were on the Egyptian side by 8:30 pm. We tried again on the 5th to enter again but except soldiers and police there were NO one at the boarder.<br />We were so frustrated, we just started working, no we had to leave all the amazing people which we couldn't say good by to. What could we have done if we would have been able to stay the whole two weeks as we plant... god knows.<br />We had some nice days in Egypt, except a very live questioning incident. We stayed at the beach in Al Arish, 50 km south of the Gazan boarder. It was night, a colleague and me wanted to walk at the beach ... what we didn't know that we were in closed military area. That means between 6pm and 6am is the beach closed and controlled by the military... by a sudden soldiers shouted at us in Arabic, lay down, raise your hands, get down on your knees ... we didn't see them coming. As they were close to us the shouted us to lay into the sand. I moved my had a little up and was looking in to an Kalaschnikov. I thought, ok thats it, a German went to Gaza to help traumatized children and got shot by Egyptian military. What a good headline.<br /><br />BUT, we could solve the whole situation and since Monday the 9.2. I am back in Switzerland. Now we are preparing the next activity, of course we want and need to go back. Lets hope it will happen. If any body has some money left, just donate it to the <a href="http://www.freunde-waldorf.de/die-freunde/arbeitsbereiche/paedagogische-nothilfe/2009-gaza/">Friends of Waldorf education</a></div></div>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-15240959402774958102009-02-13T00:30:00.004+02:002009-02-15T19:13:21.581+02:00presentationI am giving presentations about my Gaza experience:<br /><br />Waldorfschule Ismaning 19.02.2009 20:00 Uhr<br /><br />Connect Cafe (Unternehmen Mitte, Basel) 24.02.2009 19:00 Uhr<br /><br />Rudolf Steiner Schule Loheland (Fulda) 06.03.2009 20:00 Uhr<br /><br />And I am willing to give further presentations, I would go everywhere I can to tell what I have seen. Just write a comment or an email.Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-37305162852521459112009-02-12T20:09:00.000+02:002009-02-12T20:10:38.528+02:00news in arte info<object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GfTLBx_TQbM&hl=de&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GfTLBx_TQbM&hl=de&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />just telling you, be careful what you see and hear ...Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638459955358041705.post-75123187459390131592009-02-12T12:05:00.003+02:002009-02-12T12:45:11.061+02:00Some picturesSome pictures of what we saw in Gaza and some of our work. Just klick on the pic and you get to a picasa collection.<br /><br /><table style="width:194px;"><tr><td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lukasemall/Gaza09021?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6E7WYmMgLIE/SZM3ZESxs9E/AAAAAAAAByQ/1sx0O32goSA/s160-c/Gaza09021.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"></a></td></tr><tr><td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lukasemall/Gaza09021?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;">Gaza 09-02 1</a></td></tr></table><br /><br />A press release in my German home town <a href="http://www.fuldaerzeitung.de/newsroom/regional/dezentral/fulda/art5879,799756">Fuldaer Zeitung</a><br /><br />Artikel für Online News geschrieben <a href="http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dfhgbr32_9c7t5nf5n">Lukas in Gaza</a>Lukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400923163106230600noreply@blogger.com0