Every person involved, every student, teacher, teaching assistant,
visiting artist, embraced Elephant for Elephant as though it had long been a
cause they were familiar with. They jumped in with both feet, organising
workshops and dances.
Skye Clarke, the glorious teacher in charge of the whole day, had
allocated an art genre to each classroom, divvying up the children for morning
and afternoon sessions (they switched at lunchtime so that each child had the
opportunity to experience two of the workshops). The children (who took to
calling me ‘Mr Thom’) were enthusiastic and kind. They came ready to learn
about the Elephants, asked and answered questions about the project. They were
funny and well behaved, polite and welcoming. One pupil, a year one girl with
plaits in her hair, called me over during the morning drawing and painting
session and excitedly told me, with a light in her eyes as bright as a thousand
stars, “Now I know how to draw an Elephant I can do it at home.”
Mid-way through the day we all met for assembly to watch the group
who had spent the morning choreographing a dance, perform the finished piece.
They created a dance, people. I just want to push the point in order to make it
clear how brilliant that is; a whole dance about Elephants and poachers for
Elephant for Elephant, our tiny project that has already grown bigger than we
ever could have imagined. And it was amazing. I mean, completely amazing. They
had done so much in such a small amount of time, had worked so hard to make
this thing, this moving, undulating piece of art. It was mesmerising and
touching and the room filled with applause as loud as cracking thunder. I think
I even cheered a little. In fact I’m certain that I whooped at least once or
twice – what’s a boy to do really?!
By the end of the afternoon session the school was filled with art
work. Every classroom had piles of masks and clay sculptures and mosaics and
collages. One room even had a life sized Elephant made entirely from cardboard
boxes, plastic bottles and insulating tubes. Hundreds of Elephants adorned the
walls and tables and I was left flabbergasted at the effort that Manorfield
Primary and Nursery School had made.
Our aim at Elephant for Elephant has always been to raise
awareness of the plight of the Elephant. To shine a light on the struggle that
they as a species are facing to merely survive unharmed in the wild. And our
day at Manorfield achieved exactly what we had hoped. We were given the opportunity to educate
the children (and the staff) and we were able to do just that.
What we perhaps didn’t prepare ourselves for, was the way the
project would fill us up; the way it has reminded us that the world truly is
filled with exceptional people who want only to do wonderful, positive things.
There are people that pour their energy into creating the change they want to
see, who spend their time doing good. We knew this before of course but it’s so
easy to forget; this project and the reaction we have had from all of you has
been medicine. Truly, it has.
At Manorfield Primary and Nursery School I was lucky enough to be
introduced to a lot of those kind, excellent people and to spend time in their
world for a little while. They work hard, and they imbue that hard work with an
enthusiasm that is both intoxicating and catching. The children embraced me and
Elephant for Elephant wholeheartedly, and created artworks that were inspired
and magnificent, and that I cannot wait to share with you.
Our hope is that their hard work has inspired other schools to get
involved, and that Elephant for Elephants word will continue to spread around
the world.
Thank you Manorfield Primary and Nursery School. Thank you for all
that you did to move our project forward. Words cannot express what your
involvement has meant; there simply aren’t enough of them.
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