Friday, July 8, 2011

Paint Swatting

I first learned about paintings made using fly swats from a link shared by friends on facebook to Teacher Tom's Blog. Knowing Harri's love for painting and also for wacking her father and our cat ;) I had a hunch she'd like this activity.

All you need is paint, a fly swat and a big sheet of paper. A tray for the paint would have been a good idea too, we sacrificed some plates to the project.

We got a stack of sheets from our local fish 'n chip shop for $1. I bought a set of three fly swats, thinking she could have one for each of the the three colours of paint we had, that was fairly naive of me. She had heaps of fun using three swats and three colours at once.

And it just wouldn't be painting if we didn't up with a daughter who is her own canvas ;P

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Around the world in 80 Plates: Zambia

This week Harri chose Zambia, from a friend's poster map. Some Internet research taught us that a popular Zambian dish is Nshima (also popular in other African countries). Nshima is made from corn flour and water, to us Australians that is. To our foreign friends corn flour is known as maize and corn meal. Nshima is served with Ndiwo, a side dish (or two) known to Westerners as relishes, made with vegetables, peanut powder and sometimes meat.

It was interesting to learn that Nshima is more than a dish, it comes with a rich (and controversial) history. The way Nshima is prepared, served and eaten is steeped in cultural tradition. For example everyone eating the meal must wash their hand first, using a jug to pour water over their hands, which falls into a large bowl beaneath their hands. The order in which family members wash their hands and are served their Nshima is based on age and sex, with older males being first in line.
"Zambians are generally raised to believe that only nshima constitutes a full and complete meal. Any other foods eaten in between are regarded either as snacks or a temporary less filling or inadequate substitute or a mere appetizer. Lets say you meet a Zambian late in the afternoon and ask him if he or she has eaten. Most likely they will tell you that they haven’t eaten all day although they might have eaten a sandwich, peanuts, milk, and a few other non-nshima foods.

Nshima is such a key factor loaded with such emotional investment in the diet that many rituals, expectations, expressions, customs, beliefs, and songs have developed in the culture around working for, cooking, and eating of nshima. For example, nshima is best when eaten steaming hot. A Chewa speaking man in Eastern Zambia, in moments of great masculine exuberance might say:

"Ndine mwamuna ine, yikapola ndi ya mwana!"

"I am a man who eats only hot nshima, if its cold I give it to children."
We got together ingredients to make Nshima (corn flour and water) and two Nwido dishes. We did a beef Nwido which included onion, peanut powder (from peanuts we crushed ourselves), onion, cherry tomatoes, vegetable oil and a spinach one that included everything from the first, except the beef.

We prepared our vegies, crushed our peanuts, boiled our beef and then got started on the Nshima. First batch was a lumpy disaster. Second batch was looking good, but when we finished it we realised it wasn't thick enough, tried adding more flour and then ended up with another lumpy batch. By this time it had been a long time since we started cooking, so we decided to give up and eat what we had.

Before eating we did the hand washing ritual, which was the highlight of the meal. Harri barely ate a single mouthful, but spent a lot of time washing her hands throughout mealtime. Adults ate out of hunger, but agreed the recipes had gone horribly wrong, though we don't know how. It provided many laughs and we agreed to never eat it ever again.

Also, in the interests of natural learning and being open to cultures other than our own, I intentionally tasted a tomato for the for the first time in 22 years.

Tomatoes and I just aren't friends (big thanks to Huz for capturing these moments lol).

So that was Zambia night. Huz is hopeful that next week Harri might choose the US ;)

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Poi Workshops

A couple of weeks ago we celebrated Yule with some friends. Part of our festivities included fire twirling:

What better skill for our freakshow of unschooled children to learn?! Art that burns! Anyway, we asked Loz (our firey friend who organises local twirling get togethers) how to get started and she suggested putting tennis balls in the ends of knee high socks to create home made poi.

First we practiced at home:

It is a lot of fun, whether you're 3 years old or 28. But, you need more room than a lounge room can provide. Next we headed to the beach with Sarah Jane and her girls:

Sarah Jane about 2 seconds before she hit herself in the head
And of course, we practiced outdoors at home:

Using poi for elephant trunks is also a big hit

After practicing at home with our socks and balls, we joined the local fireies and had a go at glowstring poi, the fire staff, twirling glow sticks and we watched in awe at friends with fire poi:

5 of our fire twirling friends at play
Sarah Patrticia with poi
Loz dancing
Harri with glow sticks, Sarah Patricia with glowstring poi
Harri with the fire staff
Sarah Patricia with poi
Harri dancing to her friend's poi-ing
Bubby loved watching the fire
Harri twirling glow sticks, Mumma with poi
Friend with the glowstring poi

Someone also brought their drums along, Harri had a great time thumping out her own beats.

Our friends are hoping to get together one night every month for a fire twirling/poi/drum night, so we've decided a set of our own poi would be a wise investment. And maybe down the track some fire twirling gear too.