Kelly and I have been moving steadily through a series of interviews with Grameen’s sister companies. About two weeks ago we sat down with Qazi Nazrul Huque, the Deputy General Manager of Grameen Shikkha, meaning ‘village education”. Similarly to the majority of those running the sister companies, he has been with Grameen Bank for 20 years and used to hold the post of branch manager in one of the villages in the south. Huque has now redirected himself and is working for early child development with Bangladesh. It should be mentioned that all Grameen Shikkha board members and executives are working voluntarily, in order to battle the devastating illiteracy rates within their country, which at a high estimate is near 70%. Now, I think that oftentimes when reading and writing about developing countries, these statistics are typically worthy of a gasp, a quick personal attempt to try and understand the consequences of such a fact, and then we move on…usually to a even worse fact. But I think few of us really sink in what that means for day-to-day functioning and the growth of a country. Can you imagine going to a store, or something much bigger such as launching a campaign for behavioral change, when 7 out of the 10 people around you have not yet learned the basic acts of reading and writing? Outdated development ‘experts’ chat endlessly about the need for infrastructure and increased exports, but what hope does a country have of achieving real growth, with 70% of its population stinted by illiteracy? It should also be noted that literacy means a person has achieved grade 5—or the education of a 10 year old. So only about 37% of the population has surpassed the education of someone who still has skinned knees.
The educational system in Bangladesh is a heartbreaking reality. Many of the poorest families can’t even afford to send their children with books and uniforms to the free public schools; and yet, even if they were able to, most of the primary schools do not have enough materials, resources or space to accommodate all of the children that are government-mandated to attend school. We were told that most schools only have one classroom, so the majority of children have to sit outside of the building in the sun and hope to catch some fleeting substance from the day’s lesson. This is a clear cut and obvious issue. The children don’t learn well. So how could they eventually become productive members of society? Huque said that he has seen a third grade child in one of these public primary schools that could not write his name.
Here are some more biting facts, but then I’ll lift your thoughts up briefly after—promise.
14% of children do not go to primary school, which eliminates their chance of even a preliminary education
Almost 50% of children drop out before grade 5 (and we think the United States has problems with high school dropout rates)
50% of 5th grade graduates do not go to high school, and of that 50% that gets to high school, nearly 50% of them dropout before graduation
I have yet to check the figure, but Huque told us that only 1 in 7 children complete secondary school—10th grade—despite the fact that the government allocates a substantial portion of its budget towards education. With the population density in the country being one of the top 10 most populous places in the world, it was said that the country is having great difficulty building a sufficient number of schools to support the demand. In one square kilometer here in Bangladesh there are about 1,000 people, with a total population of I THINK 147 million. With this realization it is easier to comprehend the plight of the nation to support its youngest generation.
6 years ago, Grameen founded Grameen Shikkha which has since been trying to step up to the plate. Shikkha’s approach begins with preschoolers and parents, as they utilize a curriculum that seeks to prepare the children enough that they can better survive in primary school. In the past 2 years alone they have sent 40,000 children onto primary school, with the hope of increasing the dismal 14% of the population that are known to attend a few years ago. Huque proudly said they have developed a strong relationship with the primary schools in Bangladesh, as teachers have come to expect the students coming from Shikkha’s preschools to be well prepared and the brightest of the students in the bunch. When I asked how a pioneering financial institution had managed to delve in the field of education, Huque explained that they follow the same theories and curriculum for child development as put forth by the government and resource/research centers for child development and education within the country. They were already familiar with many of the themes as the bank has always provided training and workshops to Grameen Bank borrowers on childhood development, and sent them back to their respective villages to convey the same message to other borrowers and women.
Financed by Yunesco, a string of private donors from Belgium and the government, Shikkha employs 600 people, and has so far built 500 preschools. Acknowledging the even worse conditions within the slums, they have begun adding to their model and have built 20 slum schools that hold 30 students each within the slums around Dhaka in 2006. Their biggest challenge at the moment is the inevitable migration of families living within the slums, causing many students to frequently drop out of the program. However their dropout rate is lightened by the explanation that many students have left to move on to primary school.
We had the privilege of visiting one of Grameen Shikkha’s slum schools today just inside Mirpur, about a fifteen minute rickshaw ride from the bank’s headquarters. It’s an odd feeling taking one of the side streets off of the main road we usually travel on, to discover a completely different world only a few buildings away. Immediately the density of bodies heightened and the paved roads turned into whirls of dirt and chicken feathers. The stench was intolerable, but not more than my desire to not look uncomfortable amidst an environment people call home. Breathing out of my mouth, we began sneaking around puddles of trash and mud, to find ourselves in the mouth of a sunlit alleyway that held the door to the one-room school building. I could already hear excited children as we rounded the corner and saw the small entranceway into a cement room that could comfortably fit about 10 rows of people. After taking off my shoes and stepping onto the matted room, the children were all patiently sitting cross-legged on the floor and greeted me with an energetic shrieking of ‘salam allikum’ . They all giggled nervously as I asked them how they were doing, in Bangla, and I received about 30 tonal variations of ‘bhalo’, meaning good. Once we were all settled, and each of the 30 students and interns rose to introduce themselves, the teacher asked the students to show us how they could write out the English alphabet in their books. They were absolutely wonderful, and a little girl next to me, who’s name sounded like Ruti, showed me the pictures she had drawn of Grameen Bank and the Bangladeshi national flag in her drawing book. The students all seemed to be really brave and excited to show off what they had learned, and different groups were selected to sing us solos—one was twinkle twinkle little star!—show us their dancing and recitations of various rhymes. As per usual in the poorer communities, we were asked to sing a song in English. We always look at each other petrified because most people don’t know the full lyrics to any song other than Britney Spears. Our new German friend Christina suggested we all just sing Jingle Bells because they wouldn’t understand what we were singing about anyways, and well, it sounds upbeat. Oh if only I could have that video recording as a virtual Christmas card this year. Absolutely unconscious of the hilarity of the selection we chose, the children bounced and moved their mouths along with ours. Christina was right, it was upbeat—until everyone drowned off and I continued alone with “DASHING through the snow”….
Spectacle aside, it was a fun morning. I really enjoyed seeing how the posters and pictures plastered across all of the otherwise dingy, peeling walls lightened the room and reminded me of a school at home. However, rather than having pictures of kitties and puppies on the wall, there were colored drawings of elephants, tigers and native birds.
There is much more to the story and structure behind Shikkha’s programs, and I could probably write a page about each of the individual children today that made a lasting impression in my mind. However, I think I will let the pictures speak for themselves, and can fill in blanks about Shikkha at a later time. Tomorrow morning we are leaving the bank around 7:30 to drive to Grameen Veolia’s water treatment plant in Goalmari, and then Kelly and I are trying to arrange interviews with Grameen’s Basic Training Program—usually offered to those professionals already replicating Grameen’s microfinance model. We’re going to try and sneak into it anyways, because it will provide more hands on experience with the bank’s accounting and monitoring systems.
Anyways, Blogspot, I’m doing really well and my spirits remain high on average. Every day I have a moment that assures me I am in the right place.
I felt really guilty about the commotion I caused for the teacher