
We arrived at Roça Diogo Vaz late in the afternoon. It was no different from the other ones we'd visited: beautiful old buildings, now inhabited by random villagers. Most houses nearly derelict, an old Portuguese road invaded by grass, children shouting "docedocedoce!" in our direction... We followed the "Escola do Campo" sign and took the small road, which crept down in the shade of cocoa plants. Soon we reached what used to be the Roça's hospital.
A tall man came to greet us. He spoke with an accent slightly different from all the others, which later turned out to be Caboverdian. His name was Gustavo and, as headmaster, he introduced us to the well-coordinated mechanism that the school was.
The hospital had been turned into a boarding school, with pleasant rooms for the students, a common room fitted with comfy sofas, a computer room with internet (!) and

To give you an idea of how difficult it is to achieve all this, let me digress a little. While visiting the school, we were shown a room full of toys and games for little children. We asked if Escola do Campo had a pre-school as well, and were told that it was not the case but that in the same building there was a public elementary school. Why all the toys then?, we asked. Gustavo explained that once a week they invite the little ones to play. Not to give them a chance to enjoy the nice toys, though, but to teach them to tidy up the room and put away all the toys after they've finished. Because otherwise these children will become adults who don't feel any kind of responsibility whatsoever.
Interesting as the project seemed, it was not the only reason we went. In the end, we were tourists. Escola do Campo is, however, more than just a school. It receives tourists, who may choose between

For those who want to get involved in the project, still a different option is possible. You may stay at the school and be shown around for free but in return you should organise a workshop for the boys and teach them something you're good at. If we had had more time, I would've been more than thrilled to try that!
And now the sad part. The school is not financed by the state. It gets by thanks to donations. If you know of anybody who would like to help, let me know. It's worth it. I think the money we left there was the best investment we've made in months.
Kasia, very interesting. I'd love to make the trip over to the school and make my own investment. Sounds like a wonderful school. Thanks for getting the word out!
ReplyDeleteHi! Wow, always nice to find out I have new readers! :-) If you want, I can put you in contact with Nora, who is responsible for the project. Let me know!
ReplyDeleteHi, School sounds great and I love the way it teaches it´s students for the life that awaits them. Some of it´s ideas could be incorporated here so some of the kids wouldn´t be so damned spoilt. Adios.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous, who are you? :-)
ReplyDeleteSorry it´s Joe. Bloody computers....
ReplyDeletethought so :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Kaxa,
ReplyDeleteIm working on a project in Sao Tome, and would love to get in touch with Nora! Do you happen to have her contact info? Keep up the traveling and good work!
The e-mail you can find here still works, I think (and you might as well try the phone number): http://casaamarelacasavermelha.blogspot.com/2006/08/contactos.html
ReplyDeleteWow, you're in Sao Tome... sooo jealous! Brussels is too cold! :-)