3.12.2012

[over] committed

I am in love with my jobs. I teach the best kids in America that make me laugh, even at my most angry. The have exceeded every expectation laid before them and are growing and growing and growing. That's job #1.

Job #2 is working for the Global Autism Project as the "Peru Outreach Coordinator." And while that isn't an everyday-all day sort of job, it's the kind that is all consuming in my wildest day dreams. When I think about "Light it Up Blue", I am so full of pride for "my people", and so filled with envy for my kids in Cuzco. What if, in the most rural places, and the most heinous cities, we all lit it up blue in camaraderie? What if someday, we lit it up blue not to spread the word, but only to edify and support those with autism -- because the word was SPREAD? Big dreamin'.

[Also, this job 'requires' that I fly up to both New York and Seattle in May. What the what?! That's awesome.]

I am the first to admit my deficits when it comes to all of this though. I have loved learning the clinical aspects of autism, ABA, and effective interventions at the University of Georgia over the last 2.5 years. However, rallying to finish this degree is proving to be a major challenge. I am not someone who thrives on being precise. Unfortunately, that is a bit of a requirement. Precise and thorough. Blerg. I am thankful, though for the last 2.5 years in this fellowship program, which has taught me a whole lot. Largely, to question things. I know what evidence-based means, and I know what it means to people with autism.

So, on this evening of over exertion, I am so immensely thankful to be right smack dab in the thick of it. I'd also like for someone to remind me of that intermittently, because to get to May, there will be whining.
Is this blog post just a tool to procrastinate my literature review? Yep.

Also. Look at my roommate. 

3.07.2012

Take Backs

If I could take it all back... would I?

I've been considering this notion for a while now. Over the course of my relationship with Peru, my view has shifted from  "in the moment" to sustainable development. It all started with Vivi's toes, all smushed up in her shoes, three sizes too small. It snowballed into "Soles for Soles," providing over 75 kids in Cuzco with new shoes. The next year, we brought socks. We gave a lot of gifts.

Being vaguely research minded, I've done some digging about all of this gift giving altruism. Is it helping? TOMS critics shed some light on why it really isn't.There are so many reasons why gifts don't mean "aid."

"Avoid paternalism. Do not do things for people that they can do for themselves. Memorize this, recite it under your breath all day long, and wear it like a garland around your neck (Corbett & Fikkert, p.115)."
  • Have I created a dependency? Probably not, since I'm only there once a year, at best. My heart hurts too much to think too hard about this.Yes, my students' parents have gainful employment. They make between $3- 10/ day, and use this money to provide for their families. Can I rationalize NOT giving them assistance by saying they may become dependent on my gifts? Not in this heart.
 The TOMS critic gives this perspective as well:
  • "How would you feel if someone walked into your home, took note of the surroundings, decided that you needed a number of things that you neither had nor wanted, and then went out and bought them for you? You may feel demeaned or looked down upon. It may appear that the person who entered your home thinks they are better than you. And regardless of your reaction, such unwanted gifts would not encourage you to work harder to earn more to buy the things which were given. Rather, if such gifts came repeatedly over time a more likely effect would be to remove any incentive to work, as you could count on that outsider to provide for you anything they thought you needed."
Again, since I am only in Peru intermittently, and have not been providing GIK (gifts in kind) regularly, I can make the argument that I have not created a paternalistic state.

The other issue cited by many foreign aid critics is the harm done to local economies if outside gifts are brought in. Could they buy a t-shirt where they live? Then don't give them yours. Here's what a Time Magazine article said about it:
  • "It's not that hard to get shirts in Africa. Flooding the market with free goods could bankrupt the people who already sell them. Donating clothing is a sensitive topic in Africa because many countries' textile industries collapsed under the weight of secondhand-clothing imports that were introduced in the 1970s and '80s. "First you have destroyed these villages' ability to be industrious and produce cotton products, and then you're saying, 'Can I give you a T-shirt?' and celebrating about it?" says James Shikwati, director of the Nairobi-based Inter Region Economic Network, a think tank. "It's really like offering poison coated with sugar.""
  • Again, I am more thankful than you could know that our first round of shoe donations came from local vendors. I had no knowledge or even awareness of sustainable practice the first time I was there. And, that wasn't where my head was at during round 2, either.  I wish all those socks came from the markets there.
The last issue cited by Kevin (the TOMS critic) is something that I don't think was a flaw with our design. I have, however, seen this as an enormous issue in the nonprofit industry. While this author cites World Vision, I will relate to a more pertinent campaign, KONY 2012. Check out their campaign, but then check out what this guy says about it. 

Backing up, here's what BD Keller says, using World Vision as a case study:
  • "For a second, let’s assume that GIK doesn’t have any negative or positive effects — let’s pretend it has absolutely no impact whatsoever. (In fact, this may be a decently good approximation of reality.) Even then, WV would have to account for how much they spent on the programs. How much did WV spend in staff time, administrative costs like facilities, and field research by their local partners coordinating donations with NFL and other corporate groups? On receiving, sorting, shipping, paying import taxes, and distributing their gifts-in-kind? If they’ve distributed 375,000 shirts over the last few years, and done all of the background research they describe as being necessary to be sensitive to local needs… I’m sure it’s an awful lot of money, surely in the millions."
KONY 2012 is a campaign coming around in a big way, targeting a specific man in Africa who has been trafficking children. Yes, horrible. Yes, I want to kill him myself. I am heart broken and livid about child trafficking. Here's the thing though...
  • KONY 2012 is a campaign created by Invisible Children, a highly controversial nonprofit. In the nonprofit sector, Invisible Children doesn't have a great reputation. Granted, according to the "Passion Generation," it is doing everything and changing the world and super awesome. Invisible Children has the same conundrum as World Vision and many others... is the allocation of resources really effective?
    • "Last year, the organization spent $8,676,614. Only 32% went to direct services (page 6), with much of the rest going to staff salaries, travel and transport, and film production. This is far from ideal, and Charity Navigator rates their accountability 2/4 stars because they haven’t had their finances externally audited. But it goes way deeper than that (Oyston)."
The issues with Invisible Children go way deeper -- to military intervention, rape, and looting -- but Oyston makes a big, big point, that transcends to 1,000,000 people. Let's think on it.
  • "If people know this and still support Invisible Children because they feel it’s the best solution based on their knowledge and research, I have no issue with that. But I don’t think most people are in that position, and that’s a problem."
I evaluated myself and my practices. Would I take "Soles for Soles" back? Here's my current stance:
  • The gifts were not extreme, or regular. There is likely not a culture of dependence as it relates to me personally, although I certainly edified the third world - first world paternalism conundrum.
  • The shoes were bought in the local market. Socks came from here. Wish I hadn't brought the socks. 
  • I did my best.
 Ignorance is not an excuse for much, but I will say all my efforts were my best efforts. I am thrilled to be part of the Global Autism Project, and their movement towards sustainable, evidence based practice, worldwide. Once I got serious, I got digging. Once I got digging, I got a little wise.

So here's the thing. Do your best. Know what you support.



Sources:

Steve Corbett and Brian Fikkert, 2009. When Helping Hurts: How to Alleviate Poverty Without Hurting the Poor and Yourself.

Visible Children

TOMS: A Discussion on Bad Aid

Brett Keller, "Prove me wrong: why World Vision should change, but won’t"

 
KONY 2012 from INVISIBLE CHILDREN on Vimeo.


Learn some more.
 ** If you're into this post. Read on. Kevin provides some great suggestions on how to give the right kind of aid, and many links to learn more. Ch-ch-check it.

Thanks for indulging some of the leftie's views.

1.28.2012

Rum-Springa Break!

My to-do list is mounting. However, after a week of 5am - 12am workdays, I am taking this opportunity to watch "Amish on Break," a National Geographic program about five Amish teenagers spending four weeks in the U.K, taking their first airplane ride, seeing their first ocean, and entering their first nightclub!

"Just to hear their hoof beats makes me excited."

For those who have known me in pre-adolescence, you know about my infatuation with literature centering around children with cancer, and Amish people. In my childhood, I was an avid reader of two authors: Beverly Lewis and Lurlene McDaniel. I'm going to bypass a discussion of Lurlene McDaniel, because there's just too much to say.

What I am anticipating.



So, as a measure of accountability, and an update to the interweb, here's the Saturday to-do:

  • GAA - Finish 6th grade portfolios. {1 down, 3 to go!}
  • IEP - updates...
  • Lesson Plans
  • IRB application - UGA - revisions
  • IRB application - Cobb - do!
  • Research proposal - Updates
  • Literature Review - Write it.
  • Talk with la jefa.
  • Clean apartment!
That may be a fair amount of acronyms for you newbs, but the world of special education, well, it's all acronymns. Exaplantory links are provided. 

But for now, I'm going to keep watching this show about Amish people. At 4 o'clock, I'm digging deep. 

So happy Saturday to you all! May it be more engaging than mine (so far). 

P.S. Sorry that this is a personal post, and has nothing to do with anything autism (I mean, it all has to do with autism, but nothing news worthy). I CANNOT wait to divulge some of the plans we've got going for July! 

1.22.2012

rumi



when someone asks what there is to do, light the candle in their hand. - rumi


I have been asked by a few kind souls what they can do to help "The Peru Project," which is now the Peru outreach of the Global Autism Project (woo!). I love people who see a need -- like the marginalized in Peru -- and respond. For now, I will light the candle in your hand. Look around for the marginalized here in the States. Your neighbors, friends, and family are dealing with autism. Reach out to them, provide respite, a listening ear, and a lack of judgment. 


Also... stay tuned! I am very excited about some volunteer opportunities with the Global Autism Project this summer... on the ground and in Peru!




1.21.2012

Picnik

Oh no! (Oh yes.) Picnik is dunzo, and shuttin' down on April 19th. Until then, however, ALL premium services are free! So, I'm taking a quick break from a hopeful literature review to Picnik some Peru pics. Such a fun website!
A little reminder.
Viva!
joy.

1.10.2012

Doris, la Mama de Arturo

A part of the interview with Arturo's mom that struck me...

"They treat him like, what is autism? What is this thing? Get rid of it. But, what will be? They lack the education. Sincerely, they are just lacking the education. But everything is normal now. I go through my world, do my work, I’m here with my kids, sometimes I just forget. Whatever they say, and whatever they don’t say, I leave at the door. It won’t influence me. I am aware I have a special needs child. We love him and accept him as he is. He is my son."


1.09.2012

Sap, today

I am in the middle of a long layover in Lima.

I said some hello's and goodbye's today. I met Marianela to go to Arturo's at 8:15. His mom served us "ponche," which upon further examination, may be punch made from lima beans? or peas? Needless to say, I sipped it slowly.

"Family photo"
You may remember Arturo's story from last year. What a change! Last year, his feet were burnt so that he would not escape the house. This year, he is urged to go out in the streets, as he has found a way to earn money. He had 30 soles in his money belt today and mom was planning to take him to buy some shoes! While I am so impressed by Arturo's ability to figure out how to survive (taking out trash at restaurants, carrying things for strangers), I also worry about him. His mom did tell us that Arturo is antisocial in public, that is, he is bothered and may push or shove if you talk to him in the wrong manner. She also told us that he comes home at 12 or 1 in the morning. A social worker recently urged her to get him off of the street, so a friend is going to teach him how to make thatched roofs! Very cool.

He is a MAN! Can't believe how much he grew.
While we sat with Arturo, I noticed the biggest changes. He was attending to the conversation in bits and pieces, and stayed the entire time I was there. He even chased us to the door when we left! I am so proud to see these changes in Arturo, however insignificant they may seem to others.



Marianela kept me on a strict schedule today, so we went straight from Arturo's to a nearby plaza to say farewell to Vivian and her family. Dressed in her "Sunday best," Vivian not only sat next to me, but grabbed my hand. So much sweetness. My heart breaks that right now I cannot give the family more than my love. I have big dreams for Vivian, and the Global Autism Project may even have a plan, but I just cannot promise anything yet. I left a jacket and some vitamins with Vivian's mom.

I gave Marianela some awesome picture cards by Different Roads to Learning, and gave her a brief (very brief) intro to discrete trial training. She was SO excited, and promised to take pictures. Goodbye's with Nela came too soon (after she came to my rescue in a lavenderia mess... and recovered my favorite orange sweater!). She has been my shepherd all week, and my booking agent the last few days! She has the most curious mind I've ever known, and I am so grateful that she is at San Martin.

Then onto my last Cuzco appointment with Tim DeWinter. Tim is the director of Projects Abroad - Peru. I came to know him during my volunteer placement with Projects Abroad in Cusco, over 2 years ago. What I have come to find is that Tim is an incredibly influential man in Cuzco. Everyone knows Tim! He is a founding member of the Regional Network of Education for the Cusco region and has some major sway that will help April 2nd come to fruition in a very cool way! Details to follow...

Big lump in my throat when I was at the Cuzco airport. The Pisco Sour before I left probably didn't help. But I went outside to catch my breath and take one last gander at the mountains before going through security. Am I leaving too soon? I think one of the hardest parts for me was that I was here to organize and plan this round. I did not have real time with the kids, and spent most of my time "working." I guess I feel like I didn't do much this trip, as it was all - well maybe some day, we can...

But I'm sitting in the Lima airport now, trying to get ready for tomorrow! Reading school emails makes me a little bit more excited to make a difference for those kiddos. And maybe have a dance party in the process. Return to life tomorrow, including grad school, teaching, and maybe making some of these Peru dreams come true...

Sunday best


little love.

Last meal in Cusco: Crawfish & trout cerviche with choclo and sweet potato.



As inspired by Ron & Carol Johnson on my very first trip to Peru... I'm Lima on a jetplane.