Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Must Be In the Water


A class teacher comes and sits in on a lesson today. Before I know it, his head is slumped on the desk, and I believe he might even be asleep. How he can sleep with the kids shouting at each other, and me shouting at the kids is anyone's guess. I don't take it too personally, as I haven't really strayed off topic, and he earlier informed me of a tiring weekend, making bricks and doing some gardening. That'll do for me.

Children here have mastered the art of shouting really loudly at each other, regardless of their proximity. The secret? Plenty of practice. Playing cards? Let's shout. Taking a stroll? Let's shout. Doing some gardening? Yep, let's shout. I'm always met with a confused look when I ask them: "Why are you shouting at each other?" The only time they don't shout is when they address the rest of the class with an answer to a question. Then I can't hear them. Maybe I'm going deaf.

Help the PE teacher install a jump board ( a piece of wood) for the new long jump pit, before using the afternoon to research African Geography. Measuring a river isn't as straightforward or accurate as it might sound. Probably should have done some of this research before I visited half these places the last two times I was in Africa.

Random thought for the day: Why are so many Home Economics teachers complete gorgons? Answers on a postcard to "The White Man", Buea Town, SW Province, Cameroon.

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