Exams finished yesterday morning. The teachers all had half hour slots scheduled with their classes to give back the exams and hand out holiday work. But most teachers are more focused on meeting their deadline for getting their reports in, so they get the exams back in between the tests if they can or in a ten minute period of time. So the kids are left pretty willy-nilly (they haven’t invented playground monitors here yet). Of course there is a big group who take to the field and arrange themselves into volley-ball, basket-ball, soccer and badminton teams. There are a few who sit on the benches and chat or stare at their feet and then there are the rest who make their way to my office in trickles or torrents.
Many want to listen to my music, some want to chill and chat. Often they have a problem to solve (“can you answer this biology/math/chemistry question, I can’t find/don’t understand the teacher?”) or a theological issue that’s been burning on their minds (“what is the difference between the mind, the soul, and the spirit?”) or they have a need to be met (three kids burned their lips in chemistry and I happened to have some sunblock chapstick). My dear friend Harriet (teacher in primary) stopped by for an hour. We work on the same compound every day, but only get one on one once a month or so! And mom wonders why I have to bring work home at night.
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Burned their lips in chemistry?! Now that sounds like a story waiting to be told!
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