Whenever I do school visits, it seems that the farther away
I am from home, the more of a big deal I seem to be. When I give a presentation
at my kids’ school here in Brattleboro, VT, I am greeted as just another
parent with a semi-interesting job. But when I go to schools in Alabama, or
Wisconsin, I’m treated as a prestigious visiting illustrator. So, by that logic, if I traveled to the opposite
side of the planet I would maximize the amount of pomp that could possibly be
associated with my arrival.
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How's this for an ego boost? |
Well, in April that theory was put to the test and it
actually turned out to be true. I was invited by The Brent International School
in The Philippines to come and give presentations and workshops regarding my
work as an author and illustrator. Patricia and Kurt Lamb, the dynamic duo of
international school librarians, played host and made my first international
school visit a wonderful experience. It was a particular pleasure to hang out
with the ex-pat teachers who teach and raise their families in the international school circuit and I got a glimpse into their jet-setting lifestyle.
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Ruben's caricature of me. |
Patricia and the teachers went above and beyond any school
I’ve ever been to in terms of preparing the students for my visit. Aside from
being familiar with my books, the teachers showed the students my cartoon
drawing demos on Youtube, and even incorporated a little creative writing into
the exercise. I had a session with Brent’s
cartoonist club, and Art Teacher and Cartoonist Extraordinaire Ruben Nacion made a wonderful caricature of me and my
“dinosaur tie”.
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Patricia and Kurt |
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I wish I took larger photos of these. |
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This is only a portion of Brent's wonderful campus ( pre-k through 12). |
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Who wants to run? Heat humidity index of 200 degrees. |
Patricia and Kurt took me up to Taal Volcano, to listen to a trio of strolling musicians serenade us as we looked out at a lake, that was in a volcano, that was in a lake, which was in a …. (you get the idea). Quite beautiful, and the cool mountain air was a respite from hot and muggy Manila.
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Taal Volcano |
I had one day to explore Manila (which is quite the
megalopolis) so Patricia and Kurt to me to Green Hills, a vast, indoor (with
air conditioning, thankfully) shopping bazaar. The only way I can describe it
is to take every flea market, shopping bazaar, and souvenir stand I’ve ever
been to in my life, and put them all under one roof, and that would be one
section of Green Hills. Tee shirts, jewelry,
Indonesian shawls, knock off ANYTHINGS, etc, and there’s a stall for that.
Patricia was a fantastic haggling coach, giving me very clear eyebrow signals
if anyone was playing me for a sucker.
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Pretty cool, right? |
I think she was curious to see what
overlooked gems my artistic eye would discover, but ended up cringing when I
went for the coin purse made out of an actual preserved toad .
I am grateful for the experience, and here are a few of my
lasting impressions.
#1 Warm, friendly people (I’ve never been called “sir” so
many times in my life).
#2 In the Philippines, you don't need walls, but you do need ceilings (sun, monsoon rains).
#3 Colorful “Jeepneys” (small jeep-looking buses) with
chrome fenders, overflowing with riders, zooming through traffic clogged
streets).
#4 The juxtaposition of sky scrapers, gigantic malls, and corrugated
tin and cinderblock shanty towns.
I suspect that more and more this is the face of the 21st century city.
#5 Rice fields and fruit stand overflowing with pineapple,
mangos and papayas.
#6 Lagoons filled with fish farms
#7 Gated residential communities, both humble and grand.
#8 Surprisingly few, if any, Manila envelopes.
#9 All the familiar commercial food franchises (along with
the Philippines’ own Leslie’s and Jollibee).
#10 Gigantic vertical billboard advertisements lining the
highways, printed on fabric so they can be rolled up during monsoon season. I
suspect that more and more this is the face of the 21st century
city.
#11 The wonderful staff and students at Brent, who are more
engaged in the world than I certainly am, and who humbled me beyond belief with
their warm welcome.
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Jeepney |