Feb 182015
 

What a day! Picture this: hundreds of school children of all ages and sizes in school uniform, some old and dirty and raggedy, some well kept and new. All of them squashed crowded around, pushing and shoving and fighting and laughing and shouting. What for? Me . One white makuwa. Something so special that even one touch is something worthy of running home to tell their parents “guess what! Today i touched a makuwa!” At first it was okay because the principle was showing me around and all of the kids really kept there distance. My host dad told me he was a harsh man and i guess he was right because even the teachers seemed nervous around him. But he was nice enough to me, all of the teachers were, however no where near as friendly as the Dzindi staff but i think they will warm up to me.  I didnt have any orders as to what to do so i just wondered to the classes i wanted to and ended up teaching grade 4 maths, grade 6 maths ( i learnt and taught that on the spot), grade 6 science, grade 6 life orientation and i also marked grade 5 English books which are now being taken home to show off that “makuwa marked my work!”  Where the teachers for these classes were is unbeknown to me, but i get they feeling they saw me and took advantage of a class off? For the most part the children listened and i think i managed to get across what i was teaching to them,  except for life orientation when we went outside and then they ended up teaching me a whole lot of African singing and dancing games.  At break time if i go outside, i move approximately 1metre per minute as there is just a sea of children and a hundred hands touching and pulling me. If i get a head start or as i walk into school i can hear them all running after me,  chanting my name over and over.  Two boys from grade 6 spent the entire afternoon with me and we played my ukelele and danced and danced and danced. I also got to go for a run and do some fitness with Lindelani and some others from his soccer team.  Yay! I am now absolutely exhausted and under orders from grade 6 to be at school at 6.30 tomorrow..

  One Response to “Manamani primary school at last!”

  1. Oh my goodness, this is so interesting. You really are in a different world, and you will certainly be making a difference to kids, even with the smallest gesture. I would love to see you teaching!! So different from the teaching I do daily with students who don’t really want to learn and take most things we do for granted, and listen with only one ear and look with one eye while the other is looking out for text messages on the phone……
    Keep writing. It’s amazing to imagine what you are doing!
    Mme Thomas / Sheils :)

   

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