Apart from the school, I've found a little drinking spot I used to go to that has a good signal for mobile broadband. As well as the benefit of being able to have a beer, it's quiet. It may well turn into a regular haunt every few days to check emails and update this blog.
I popped to the school on Monday to see the teachers and final year students. Only John and Emil are around at the moment until term officially starts in September. They're covering a few classes each day to get a head start on the new academic year.
I found out there are 59 pupils in the 3rd year class, around 59 in the 2nd year and about 40 in the 1st year!
How they fit all these kids into the 3 classrooms I've yet to see, there was barely enough room when each class had only around 30 pupils. Added to this there are not enough text books to go around (at least they now receive some books from the government), and how the hell can they teach ICT when they only have one computer? It's the first year they'll be teaching it. I can see it now, just imagine...trying to teach them how to go online, set up an email account, surf the internet etc. using the blackboard...I can show them the internet with this netbook but with nearly 60 kids in a class that's gonna be a long lesson. I wonder how much a secondhand/cheap projector is over here?
A few of the kids that come to the house. |
From listening to the BBC World Service I've learned about some bloke renovating old radios and thinks the best made equipment was in the 1930's; another bloke has a pea plant growing in his lung; someone else had an x-ray only to find a toothbrush in his oesophagus (? you tell me!) and someone is trying to farm cod, apparently salmon has been the only successfully farmed fish. Useful stuff then.
There must be a truce between the chicken and goat as there have been no further conflicts, either that or one/both have passed from this world as somebody's dinner. There is however a coughing sheep that sounds like it's smoked 60 a day all it's life. Very disturbing late at night.
Nothing on the insect front apart from a wasps nest in the bathroom. I'm going to be a coward and ask someone else to get rid of it, I'm keeping well away, especially with the size of them over here. I do sometimes wonder why I enjoy travelling out of Europe where the insects are as big as your fist and look as if they're just waiting for you to be off your guard or saying in their insecty fighting talk..'come on then if you think you're 'ard enough!'.
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Sam x
Sam you are a rockstar! I love that you are doing this. A few weeks ago I read All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes. It's one of Maya Angelou's autobiographies about her 2 years living in Ghana in the 60's. She's an African-American. Now I get to read about your experience there. Good luck there and with the rest of your trip.
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Hey Michol, cheers, having a great time. I've her of Maya Angelou but not read any of her books. Will keep an eye out on my travels. Hope everything's ok with you. Sam x
ReplyDeletea coughing sheep whatever next. Great blog Sam. Love the hair, and being able to view the photo's etc
ReplyDeleteAs you say this is where the internet comes into it's own Amazing what you can do and doesn't make you seem so far away either :-)
This journey of yours is an amazing experience x
Karen you wouldn't believe some of the noises at night. lol. Yeah these days it's soo much easier to keep in touch and see what's going on. I'm only at the start so wondering what the rest of it will be like. xx
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