January 22nd
Up
bright and early after a good night’s sleep and Brian and I headed off to join
Sekar at the Pachaikili Centre.
Today
is Peacock Day, a festival that is always exactly one week after the beginning
of the Pongal Festival and we were greeted by a delightful Kolam design of two
peacocks at the entrance to the centre. Padmini explained that some people fast
during the morning of Peacock Day and Boonha who is the play centre’s Ayah
rushed off at lunch time when she had finished her work to do Puja and break
her fast with the family. In no time at all she was back and working as hard as
ever.
In honour of Peacock festival
Sekar
had beaten us on his motor bike and had brought a young student with him who
was studying the work of Rani, the caretaker for the elderly. From our own
observations it seems that Rani would benefit from some training on how to
motivate the elderly rather than helping with the cooking. It appears that
previously the RCO’s had to explain to her that it was better to talk gently to
them rather than shouting when they were reluctant to cooperate and it’s
possible there may be some bridges to
build with relationships. Certainly Sally had no difficulty in encouraging the
elderly to participate in sand play and today they had a wonderful time
colouring in pages from a Creative Colouring Book for Grown Ups which Sally
provided.
Rajeshwhara
Subramani
Rani failing to grasp that the idea was to encourage Saradha to colour, not to do it for her...
The
purpose of our visit today was to have in depth chats with three of the
residents with Sekar acting as interpreter. I hoped to discover if being part
of the elderly centre has made a real difference to the quality of life for
these three elders. I discovered that the main reason for attending was
primarily because food was offered and all three had been told about the centre
by neighbours or Self Help Group Members who help to run the group. The SHG
members work with Rakesh who is the RCO responsible for the centres to identify
elderly in most need.
All
three elders explained how sad they felt before they joined the centre and
every one of them expressed how happy they were to have at least one good meal
a day and to spend time with the children and their peers. They all said they
were now much happier because of the Pachaikili Centre.
Subramani,
who is 63 years old, enjoys doing exercises with the children and playing
Dhayam (a game they play with dice and stones) with his friends. He also does ‘folk
art sticks’ which seems to be some sort of martial art with canes and has
promised to demonstrate. He would like to teach the children but tells me they
are too small.
Rajeshwhara,
about 60 years old, used to be an Ayah in a private convent school and loved
working with the children. She missed them very much and now she joins in
enthusiastically with all the activities and particularly enjoys interacting
with the little ones, sometimes telling them stories and teaching them rhymes. Although
she suffers from high blood pressure and diabetes she is one of the youngest in
the group and is quite lively. She wishes she could come on Saturdays too.
Saradha
has been coming to the centre since it opened in 2010 and she thinks she is
about 75 years old.
Here
is her story:
Saradha
Born
in the village of Kavanur, Saradha lived with her parents and one sister. Her
father cultivated his own land and they were very poor. She and her sister
never attended school as her parents didn’t think it was worth educating girls
and in time she was married to an agricultural worker from KV Kuppam and gave
birth to three daughters.
Saradha
is a very gentle lady who always smiles. It was, therefore, very humbling to
watch her very quietly telling Sekar the story of her life. Tears did not fall
but at times I struggled to hold them back. She is a widow and all three of her
daughters died fairly young. She explained that her first daughter was happily
married but her mother in law, who also had 4 daughters she was unable to
arrange marriages for, became jealous and began to ‘torture’ her daughter in
law until finally she forced her to leave and return home to Saradha. She then
arranged another marriage for her son. This daughter later died.
Her
second daughter’s husband was injured due to a train accident and then he died.
Due to her worries this daughter also died. Saradha did not explain how these
daughters died but it’s possible they may have committed suicide?
Her
third daughter went for Coolie work (labouring) and she had a fall. 10 days
later she died. Finally Saradha’s+ husband also died suddenly from a fever and
she sold the land they owned, giving the money to her granddaughter who was
looking after her. Sadly that granddaughter moved away leaving Saradha
destitute. Her grandson gave her a room with an asbestos roof to stay in but he
was so angry that she’d given the money to his sister that he does not speak to
her and does not support her. Before coming to the Pachaikili centre she relied
on neighbours to give her food as she had no way to cook for herself and even
now she sometimes does not have food in the evenings. She now has a pension of
1000rps per month and 4kg of rice which she can sometimes manage to cook and
she is able to heat water every two days to wash. Her eyesight was very bad but she has now had cataracts
removed and wears glasses. She wears a hearing aid and along with the other
elderly she receives health check-ups and free treatment at RUHSAa.
Saradha
loves being with the children and they seem to love her too. She enjoys action
songs on TV which she watches with the little ones and the quality of the food
she is offered.
Finally
she smiled gently and told me that she is ‘happy here but sad at home’.
Postscript
Postscript
I discovered today that Subramani brings his goat with him (as he cycles to the centre). The goat enjoys the weedy patch under our coconut trees. for which no one has yet managed to come up with a useful plan.
Hello Pam, how nice to read a blog from you, yes Saradha's story is so very sad and so affirming for the importance of Pachaikili. It was all very affirming for anyone who ever doubted the value. Providing a shared lunch is something so universal for many lonely, isolated and vulnerable persons. Bringing the goat made me smile! I wonder if the elderly would be self motivating if there were easily accessible resources in the small room? Or maybe there is a culture of waiting to be told what and when to do something. I remember thinking last year when they did physical activity how much chair gym and yoga goes on in day centres I have visited in England and new ideas could be introduced. Do they have physiology at RUHSA who are available to share ideas? Maybe I am veering a bit westernised in my thinking and there is a more creative way to extend physical stimulation. Colouring has become very acceptable now it is therapeutic for grown ups! I remember buying my Mum one of birds when she first went into a residential home. Gardening has been mentioned alongside the poor soil there, do they use raised beds anywhere? How nice to arrange a chance to listen to the elderly Pam, liking your FOV role, sad but making it so personal. Xxx
ReplyDeleteHaha physio not physiology! Good old predictive text.
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Great to hear from you Pam despite the intense sadness of it all . Cant believe some of their stories . Saradha despite all her mega sad problems has the most lovely face . So complex and difficult to imagine how they could be helped more , and lives improved . Its so humbling and tear jerking to hear how they are so grateful for the little they have .
Sounds like Rani need quite a bit of guidance . I wonder if she is receptive ? Love all the Pics they tell volumes . Love Wx