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Play Cafe

There are many places in the Bay Area where you can go with your preschool-age children, but very few where you can go, sit down, sip a mocha and talk to your friends while they play. Play Cafe, in Oakland, is exactly that.
This new hang out is a hybrid between a grown-up Cafe and a Children’s Museum. It has a counter where you can order the usual cafe-stuff (coffees, teas, soft drinks, pastries and even fruit/veggie plates and hot dogs for the little ones) and a large room with (less than comfortable) tables and chairs. But the fun for the kids are in the little play areas that surround the room. One is a “Malt Shoppe” and features a play kitchen complete with tons of plastic food, a selling counter and an eating area. This was perfect for Mika as she loves asking people what they want to eat (and then telling them she doesn’t have any). A second one is a theater area, complete with a lighted billboard, beautiful costumes, a puppet theater (with puppets, of course) and a camera/screen. There is also a very large, very deep ball pit and a classroom with art and other learning materials. Finally there is a little area that is made to resemble the outside with a hopscotch game, a picnic table and a play-BBQ grill. All the toys are very high quality.
There were several small toddlers there that day and they seemed to be having fun, but I think the place is probably best for kids 2yo and older who are into “pretend play” – the ball pit, though, is fun for everyone. There isn’t much space to set down a baby – and my 7mo got bored quickly, but my 3.5 yo had a blast.
Play Cafe is free for the month of August, but will then charge $4.25 admission per child. A family membership will be $45. I can imagine that in rainy afternoons it will be very, very popular.

Memory (Song by Leon Gieco, English Translation)

Once again Leon Gieco’s song “Memoria” comes up as I work in Proyecto Desaparecidos. I translated the song and posted it to my old blog, which is now password-protected, so I’m reposting it now

Old loves that are no longer here,
the hope of those who lost,
all the promises that go away,
and those who fell in any war

All is kept in memory
dream of life and history.

The deception and complicity
of the genocidaires who are free,
the pardon and the punto final
to the beasts of that hell.

All is kept in memory
dream of life and history.

Memory awakes to injure
the sleeping people
that don’t let it live
free like the wind

The disappeared that we look for
with the color of their births,
hunger and abundance that come together
mistreatment with its bad memories.

All is nailed into memory,
thorn of life and history.

Two thousand would eat for a year
with what a military minute costs.
How many would stop being slaves
for the price of a bomb thrown to the sea.

All is kept in memory
dream of life and history.

Memory stabs until it bleeds
the peoples that tie it
and don’t let it go
free like the wind.

All the dead of the AMIA
and those of the Israeli Embassy
the secret power of weapons
a justice system which looks and doesn’t see.

It’s all hidden in memory
refuge of life and history

It was when churches went silent
it was when soccer ate everything
that the Palottine fathers and Angelelli
left their blood in the mud.

It’s all hidden in memory
refuge of life and history

Memory blows up until it defeats
the peoples that trample on it
and that don’t let it be
free like the wind

The bullet to Chico Mendez in Brazil
150 thousand Guatemalans
The miners that face guns
Student repression in Mexico.

It’s all loaded in memory
weapon of life and of history.

America with destroyed souls
The children killed by the death squad.
Mugica‘s ordeal for the slums
The Dignity of Rodolfo Walsh.

It’s all loaded in memory
weapon of life and of history.

Memory aims until it kills
the people who try to silence it
and don’t let it fly
free like the wind.

Spanish

Los viejos amores que no están
La ilusión de los que perdieron
Todas las promesas que se van
Y los que en cualquier guerra se cayeron
Todo está guardado en la memoria
Sueño de la vida y de la historia
El engaño y la complicidad
De los genocidas que están sueltos
El indulto y el Punto Final
A las bestias de aquel infierno
Todo está guardado en la memoria
Sueño de la vida y de la historia
La memoria despierta para herir
A los pueblos dormidos
Que no la dejan vivir
Libre como el viento
Los desaparecidos que se buscan
Con el color de sus nacimientos
El hambre y la abundancia que se juntan
El maltrato con su mal recuerdo
Todo está clavado en la memoria
Espina de la vida y de la historia
Dos mil comerían por un año
Con lo que cuenta un minuto militar
Cuántos dejarían de ser esclavos
Por el precio de una bomba al mar
Todo está clavado en la memoria
Espina de la vida y de la historia
La memoria pincha hasta sangrar
A los pueblos que la amarran
Y no la dejan andar
Libre como el viento
Todos los muertos de la AMIA
Y los de la Embajada de Israel
El poder secreto de las armas
La justicia que mira y no ve
Todo está escondido en la memoria
Refugio de la vida y de la historia
Fue cuando se callaron las iglesias
Fue cuando el fútbol se lo comió todo
Que los padres palotinos y Angelelli
Dejaron su sangre en el lodo
Todo está escondido en la memoria
Refugio de la vida y de la historia
La memoria estalla hasta vencer
A los pueblos que la aplastan
Y no la dejan ser
Libre como el viento
La bala a Chico Mendez en Brasil
150 mil guatemaltecos
Los mineros que enfrentan al fusil
Represión estudiantil en México
Todo está cargado en la memoria
Arma de la vida y de la historia
América con almas destruidas
Los chicos que mata el escuadrón
Suplicio de Mugica por las villas
Dignidad de Rodolfo Walsh
Todo está cargado en la memoria
Arma de la vida y de la historia
La memoria apunta hasta matar
A los pueblos que la callan
Y no la dejan volar
Libre como el viento

And yet another stroller…

In my life, I have collected many things: stamps, little bottles of perfume, pins, enemies, but I never thought I’d collect strollers. I’m not the kind of person who goes crazy over baby gear, I don’t like to spend money on “stuff” and I don’t have very much room in my house. Yet, three years after the birth of my first child I find myself with 3 full-size strollers and wondering if there will be more in my future.
We bought the first stroller, a Graco Travel System, before our firstborn, Michaela, was born. We knew we wanted a travel system so that we could transfer Mika from the car to the stroller with minimal problems, and indeed the stroller met my need for the first few months of Mika’s life. It was comfortable enough for her, it had a large basket, and I took it back and forth to the supermarket and library practically every day. But the stroller was a bith to fold down and when folded it was difficult to carry and occupied most of the trunk of the car. When Mika was 8 months old and we planned our first trip with the baby we knew we’d need something lighter and smaller – and we went shopping for our 2nd stroller.
This turned out to be a Peg Perego Pliko Trek – a travel system which worked with our carseat (though it didn’t lock) and which met most of our requirements: it was light, it folded down into an umbrella-shape, it folded down almost completely for naps, it came with a rain shield, it had all-terrain tires and a tray for the baby. I was in love, the stroller did well in Washington DC, in Park City, throughout Argentina, the Amish Country and NYC. I liked it so much that I stopped using my first stroller altogether (which, after loaning to a friend, I’ll probably donate to a woman’s shelter).
But, with the birth of a second baby, I needed a stroller that could accomodate two. At first I thought I could get away with using the Peg Perego and carrying the baby in a baby bjorn – my back strongly protested. I then thought I could try putting the baby in the stroller and having the 3yo ride on the little platform on the back – alas, that doesn’t work when the seat slides down. Thus I relented and I bought my first double-stroller.
It wasn’t a double stroller per se, but a sit-n-stand. That meant that I could put the carseat in the front seat of the stroller, and have my 3yo ride standing in the back. She protested a bit at being too tired and wanting to seat down, but mostly she has accepted it. I used it every day for four months to pick her up from school and stroll around town. I liked it a lot, it’s light, I can steer it with one hand, it encourages Mika to not be too lazy and it’s not as bulky as a double stroller. But alas, this week it stopped meeting my needs.
For one, my baby is growing. Soon she’ll be out of the carseat and into the stroller proper. The sit-n-stand is very cool, but its front seat only reclines a little bit. Camila looked very uncomfortable lying on it. In addition, there is barely any room to seat in the back if the front seat is reclined. That’s not a big problem if the kid in the back is standing, but Michaela has been waking up so early to go to school lately, that she is often tired by the time we head home after an afternoon of play. Yesterday she was so tired that she fell asleep standing up on the stroller. Not my ideal. Today I had her seat down in the back, but as the seat doesn’t recline she looked and felt quite uncomfortable as well.
So I relented once again, I bought a double stroller. It’s an old Cosco which I got off Craigslist for $45. I took it for a ride today and it’s definitely not ideal. It’s quite heavy and I have to fight to keep it straight on those sidewalks that slant sideways. It’s long and bulky and takes a lot of space when folded. No way I could steer it with one hand. But it does have a large accesible basket, both seats recline, and it’s considerably more comfortable than the sit-n-stand.
So here I am, with four strollers. I’ll probably get rid of the Graco one as soon as the friend I loaned it to gives it back – but I’m going to keep the rest. Mike uses the Peg Perego one when he goes out with the girls – he baby bjorns Camila and Mika goes in the stroller. Plus I figure it’ll be useful when Mika is off the stroller. It’ll probably be the one I’ll take to Argentina in my next trip, Mika will just have to accept riding on the back.
I’m also not ready to give up the sit-n-stand. I think I’ll continue using it for trips around town when I don’t think the girls will fall asleep. Eventually, though, I’ll probably sell it. Or donate it 🙂

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