Mother don’t read this

1 10 2009
Primary School playground that TM have built. The matting is from old car tyres.

Primary School playground that TM have built. The matting is from old car tyres.

Halfway through writing this tonight and a grenade went off across the street. Not close enough to blow out the windows but I knew it couldn’t be anything else.
Earlier in the day there had been a fight outside a senior Minister’s house and two young men came back with a grenade throwing it over the wall into the compound.
Luckily only the Minister’s car was damaged and our guards caught the two attackers as they ran past the front of the fort.
Sorry to those of you who’ve been wondering where my regular posts were, I’ve been away for a few weeks and the new job is turning out to be busy a role.

Kids feet grass and the rubber matting woven by the local rubber workers from old car tyres

Kids feet grass and the rubber matting woven by the local rubber workers from old car tyres

Along with the health clinic and the primary school one of our clearest successes has been the playground attached to the school.
We had a plot left by a destroyed building and this half tennis court sized patch of mud and rubbish has been transformed into a safe space for the children to play.
The seesaw and slide were made by the local blacksmith in the bazaar and the play matting is made from weaving recycled tyres, another local trade. The kids love it and it is used by local kids and pupils alike whenever it is open.
Under pressure from the kids we’ve also gone for grass although it is notoriously difficult to maintain in Kabul.

Afghan of the week my Barber

Afghan of the week my Barber, Fariz Mohammad a Tajik from outside of Kabul

Despite a number of IEDs during my time away until tonight the streets were quieter than when I left a few weeks ago.

By the time I had arrived in Italy the country was coming to terms with loosing six paratroopers in a single explosion. Italian Prime Minister Berlusconi reacted by saying that he would withdraw Italian troops but has not given a timescale so this might not change anything.
Afghan of the Week is now called Afghaniman. This time it is my Barber, Fariz Mohammad who has an enviable boufant style. At the last visit I took the site engineer along to translate their questions which were not what I thought they’d be. When I have a female, perhaps the TM clinic’s Dr Shokria, it will be called Afghaniwoman.

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