Drawings by Eritrean refugee children from Aaidun and Nidal Elementary in Kassala, South East Sudan, with accompanying stories written by children of Flemington Primary School, Melbourne Australia.
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One day a dude called Bob was walking in the forest and saw a colourful house. There was a river but Bob didn’t know how to swim. Then he spotted some wood and string and he used the wood and string to make a boat. Once he got to the other side there was a big trap and he went swinging in the air. Then Bob realised that he had a pocket knife in his pocket. He took it out of his pocket and cut through the rope. After he cut through the rope he saw a little boy and the boy said, “ What are you doing here, if my dad sees you he will kill you”. Bob was scared so he begged the little boy to hide him. This is what Bob said. “Oh please hide me, please I will do anything, I’m too young and handsome to die”. The little boy said “hide in the basement, my dad never goes in there”. But the boy lied. When the boy’s dad got home they all ate Bob for dinner.
In India
in 1999 it was a very hot day. The thing
that was more important was the things that were crawling through the cracks
and creeks. They are called
ringles. They are grey skinny ugly
creatures much like a rat. They are
found in creeks, streams and dirty rivers.
If you dare come near them they will rip your eyeballs out! So that was the thing that was scaring India. House to house the only thing left would be
bones and blood. India needed a plan to
get the ringles out. So they all huddled
together and made a plan. Did I mention
that they love pelicans to eat? So what
they did was they got a pelican and they put it in one house. When every one of the ringles was in one
house they put some bombs in and they were gone. Hurray they all shouted.
One day in
the life of a chain saw
One
Saturday morning on a beautiful sunny day, a chain saw woke up at 6.00am to get
ready for work. He ran downstairs to get
his breakfast. It was yummy. Then he got ready for work. He wore 10 times better spikes. Then he saw 6.30 on the dot. So he grabbed his good looking tie and his
toothbrush and rushed to the car. When he
got there the boss said “you’re fired” and the chainsaw said “WHAT!!” So he got home and put the heater on 63
degrees and said time for dinner. He
made chips but when he opened the hot oven he had nothing else to eat so he had
them and his tooth fell out. Then he got
ready for work.
One day a
man and a woman went for a walk and they saw and did a lot of things like go to
two or three friends houses and chat.
They also saw a lot of interesting things like a giant palm tree and two
roses and nature art of a heart made out of stone. They also saw some playful little dogs. And decided to play with them for a while and
a while was a very long time. When they
got home they went and had a big sleep.
The End
The sunny
day at the park
Once upon
a time there was a really sunny day in a little town in Africa. It was in a little park. A lot of weird things happen in the
park. Over the park there was a giant
cloud. The moon was there but much, much
smaller than you think. There were loads
of bananas everywhere. There was way,
way, way, way, way, way too many bushes at the weird park. There was one giant tree. That is what the people thought of the
park. Then even more and more and more
people came and they all thought the same.
Flower Poem
From
Africa
Like the
burning place,
Oh, what a
beautiful flower
Where do
you come from?
Everywhere/any
where I will grow,
Right away
the moon will shine, good night, good night Africa.
Robot poem
Robot
dance,
Oh, I have
the moves like Emir,
Bot away,
Bot away,
Oh, I have
the moves like Emir
The End
A Sudan
Flag
A Sudan
flag with boxes and windows with doors at he end of the boxes and blank boxes
at the top of the boxes with African writing in the boxes with a wrong Sudan
flag with 7 doors in the boxes and 2 outside doors. There’s supposed to be lines on the top and
bottom and a circle on the words.
Inside My
Head
I think he
feels annoyed because he has to go to school and work his brain
I think
that he smells good because he has probably just had a shower
I think a
boy drew this picture and I think he speaks Arabic because there is Arabic
writing on the page
I think he
lives in an interesting house
I think he
knows how to use a ruler because the house is square
A Day at an Arabic Church
“I have to
go to Mosque,” said Suilaman. Are you
coming Dad? Yes. So 20 minutes later …Come on son, let’s go home. I need help to fix the roof Suilaman. Can I
watch TV dad please? Sure 2 minutes son.
Thanks. I need help to fix the roof Suilaman. Sure I’ll help you Dad. 2 minutes later… “Dinner time” says Mum.
Let’s go dad. OK. Go to sleep son. OK Cock-a-doodle-do as the rooster crows. We
have a problem dad screamed. What is it dad please tell me. The roof is falling
down. Quick call someone. Where are the
fixers, come fix our roof. 2 weeks later… Your roof is fixed. Yes. Whoo. 3
weeks later… They lived happily ever after.
Eye of
Kings
On the 19th
May in an imaginary land the King’s Eye was looking at the earth. The kids were
playing in the flowers. But he was looking at the cat and the Eye was getting
worried. Because the lizard got its giant teeth out and was ready to bite the
cat. So he got a big box and put it on the giant lizard and went back to the kingdom
and saw the kids in the kingdom and he said in his head “They must have been
imaginary” so he used his imagination to put them back to earth. Then he went
to the throne but the kids were jumping on the throne so he banished them from
his imagination. He just went back and sat on the chair and fell asleep in this
dream there were kids but the kids were evil and they were cutting the flowers
so the Eye gave back their imagination and the King said we should make a wall
so the people on earth can’t come into the world. But they sat still and
imagined and had a big party and had water everywhere and the King got married
to the Queen of Water. Thirty years later they had 200 one eyed water babies
and the babies broke the wall so they had to make the wall again.
The End
Flowers
are beautiful and so are you
Love and
appreciate all that lives
Only show
love not hate
We are as
strong as we can be
Everything
is beautiful that you do
Rainbows
are happiness for you and me
Someone to
guide us through glory
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Words and pictures
This post features drawings by Eritrean refugee children from Aaidun and Nidal Elementary in
Kassala, South East Sudan, with accompanying stories written by children of
Flemington Primary School, Melbourne Australia.
The aim of this project is
to stimulate links between students from the schools, and through the sharing
of the pictures and stories to develop a deeper understanding of each other’s
culture, beliefs and living conditions.
The project has grown out of the gift of art work
produced by Eritrean refugee children in Aaidun and Nidal Elementary and
brought to Melbourne by Mr Anwar Alishek from the Eritrean Australian
Humanitarian Aid (EAHA), a Melbourne Rotarian supporting Eritrean refugees in
Sudan.
Some of the drawings and accompanying stories were exhibited at
Gallery Sunshine Everywhere in 2015. http://www.gallerysunshine.com/2015_Exhibitions/Pages/14_Jun_2015.html#grid
This is a joint project of Gallery Sunshine Everywhere, College of
Education, Victoria University and the Eritrean Australian Humanitarian
Association, facilitated by Sarah Tartakover, Maureen Ryan and Anwar Alishek.
This project was supported by the Victorian Multicultural Commission and
will continue into 2016 with support from Brimbank City Council.
There is a pdf of the first book printed in this series available for
download: https://app.box.com/s/pb2p9cmsjn520z10ebct71cwaf244m8m
Book layout and web design by Debbie Qadri
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