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Journeying from my island in the North Atlantic to the South Pacific has been one of the most challenging and simultaneously amazing things I have done in my life. As a Class 3 teacher at Mount St. Mary’s School, I get to see first hand the difference between the Canadian education system and Fiji’s.
Upon arriving at Mount St. Mary’s, I was warmly greeted by my 41 new students, all excited to hear about my life in Canada, my family and friends, and all the activities I have planned for the next two months.
All the class are very caring, fun loving and eager to learn new things despite how much of a challenge getting a quality education is in Fiji. The school has no gymnasium, organized soccer or rugby pitch and no sports equipment. There is no music program, no instruments.
The biggest shock to me, however, was the classroom walls, and classroom resources - nothing but ragged books and a blackboard. Slowly but surely, the walls of classroom 302 are filling up with arts and crafts done by the students.
In between English, Social Studies, Religion, Math and Health Science lessons, I have also gotten to opportunity to teach them some of my favourite primary school games, such as “7up,” “What time is it Mr Wolf?” and “Down by the Banks.”
My time spent at Mount St. Mary’s has been very fulfilling so far, and I am looking forward to the upcoming weeks!
Photos and Blog by Heather Carroll @ Mount Saint Marys School, Nadi
A visit to the Rainforest early this morning for a walk along a canopy bridge up above the trees. This was the first real sense of tourism that we have found in Ghana as both foreign visitors and local school kids queued to walk along the rope bridges.
On the way back we stopped at a café for refreshments, ( I call it a café but it was in fact a shack on stilts over water with a croc swimming about for entertainment) opposite, in a hotel swimming pool there was, what looked like, a pool party taking place. On closer inspection the kids in the pool were being baptized by a priest, so we hung around to watch as each one had a blessing and was then tipped back, fully dressed, including graduation gown, in to the water. Personally I would have liked to have seen them make more use of the pool slide.
There was a great sign up above the pool which we all tried to adhere to and the local bobby then made sure we all got away safely!
Its time to leave Cape Coast and our air-conditioned hotel room. We don’t want to go, however we have made some expat friends, a lovely Irish family who work for Guinness and live in Accra. They have taken pity on us and invited us to visit them – to say we bit their hand off would be an understatement.
Dat betekend hallo maar ook hoe gaat het. Als men tegen jou mambo zegt moet je powa terug antwoorden. Powa betekend cool! Raar taaltje hé J Naast mambo heb je ook jambo en chikamo (voor de ouderen),..
Ik en een blog bij houden dat gaat even slecht samen als ik en een computer dus voor degenen die mij goed kennen, je weet hoe vaak je hier iets zal lezen ;) Gisteren had ik al heel wat geschreven maar men USB (waar dat op stond) is 5 minuten later kapot gegaan en dus moest ik opnieuw beginnen! Ik ben hier momenteel al een week in Tanzania, in Dar Es Salaam en ik zou al een heel boek kunnen schrijven maar ik ga het hier toch maar kort houden. Maar goed genoeg gezever, nu vanaf het begin:
Maandag namiddag zijn Eva, Annelies en ik vertrokken. Afscheid nemen lag me beter dan verwacht! Ik had nog nooit eerder lang gevlogen dus dat was een belevenis op zichzelf. We kregen een kussentje, een fleece dekentje en we konden film kijken, luxe woow! We vlogen met Britisch airways dus het eten was niet denderend, eieren met worst en tomaten om 6u 's morgens, nee bedankt! Eens in Tanzania, plakten de kleren al aan ons lijf! It's hot in here, baby! We werden al snel naar ons gastgezin gebracht waar we kennis maakten met onze gastzus Lizzie en de meid El al hadden we niet meteen door wie wie was. Hier noemen ze een meid 'sister' of 'dada'. We kregen de tijd om uit te pakken en verder hebben we vooral gerust want we waren stikkapot van de vlucht en de warmte. ' s Avonds lagen we dus ook al snel in ons bedje in een muggennet om claustrofobie van te krijgen maar beter dan malaria zeker?
Dinsdag werden we 's morgens vroeg opgehaald door mensen van de organisatie Projects Abroad die ons een deel van de stad en het Mwananyamala hospital gingen ...
Monday mornings are always hard after a weekend but I am unsure what the secret is here but I always feel well rested and there is no dread in getting up as each day can hold something so different and today was no let down ....
Arrive at Kilala and we have a long wait if we catch the dala dala. There are four of us and we can see Silvia is on her way. We are greeted by a guy who offers for us to catch the dala dala but it's empty so not a quick option for us. We could be waiting a while (20-30minutes). I am actually unsure where these guys come from but they are almost like an unofficial valet! So funny. Trying to coerce us into the dala dala and when I say "Hapana." They offer "Taxi? You want taxi? I get you Taxi, Mama?" So I said "Yes - Taxi for five." He then shouts out to someone, whistles, waves and hey presto - valet service - taxi at your service, Sister!
Three in the back already to go and Silvia and I left to hop in. I go to the front seat ready to squeeze in with Silvia but Silvia is slim so she opts to ride in the back with the others. We are about to head off and we have to confirm the price first. So I tap the driver on the shoulder and say "How much for all of us?" He says "Four thousand." and then he is ready to take off and I straight away so "No, three thousand." He says "Four thousand." I don't even blink and pull on the door handle and as I am about to get out I say "No way! We will go the dala dala!" He immediately says "Okay, three thousand." Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! I feel so good because I was seriously annoyed he would charge more. The right price is 3000TZH and he was (dare I say it) - wanting to take us for a ride - and I ...
Hope this week will be a great for all our visitors of this page!! :)
Today i would like to share some amazing draws that two of our volunteers of the care program made to their placement. I want to congratulate them fo this good job and tell them that eveything is so nice, thank you very much Jeannine Leacher and Alexandre Bourque for this... Hugs for you, see you pretty soon. x
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