It was Ravy’s birthday, our driver and interpreter. We sang the happy birthday song at every opportunity. The children loved
it, and so did Ravy. He pretended he was
too cool for all this nonsense, but found it hard to keep the smile off his
face.
It was sewing day today, so Claire and Sally accompanied us to
school. We did the alphabet again! Even I am getting tired of the alphabet, but
it is difficult to know what else to do, as they are all at such different
levels. I have searched on the internet,
but most games seem to assume a basic level of equipment such as a solid floor,
or resources, such as flash cards.
I have re-written all the name tags. And now each one has a name tag that I can
read. I also bought some exercise
books, so each child could have their own book.
I was told that the children would take advantage if books were freely
available and wouldn’t look after them.
I found this difficult to understand or believe, and I decided to use my
initiative to buy books.
Sewing lessons took over the classroom in the
afternoon. One girl had finished the
project, a little bag, and proudly displayed it to all her friends. This meant that all the girls now wanted to
learn to sew, and there just wasn’t enough teachers, or needles! Claire and I struggled to re-thread needles,
untie knots, and give assistance. The boys and girls not involved in sewing
wanted to play with the games in the classroom, as they had done on previous
days. But suddenly they couldn’t. More stress for Claire and I! I gave airplane-making lessons to try and
divert them. But that meant I wasn’t
helping with the sewing! It was
chaotic.
Tracy must have felt the need to take control of the
situation and impose some discipline, because she suddenly announced that
tomorrow would be a test day. She gave
the children a lecture about how important it was for them to learn so they
could get good jobs and look after their families. Luckily most of them couldn't understand a word she was saying.
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