Monday, October 17, 2011

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Wow!!! I just realized I’ve been gone exactly two months (by the date, at least) today.  So much has taken place in that two month’s time that it’s almost hard for me to even think back to what my life was like before I left on Aug. 16.  I feel so out-of-touch with everything going on back home, which I suppose is a good thing because it allows me to just focus on being here and the present moment.  That was my goal when I left, so I guess I’m achieving it.

I ended up not going to Ternet’s village yesterday because it continued to rain off and on all day.  We’re aiming for next Saturday.

Last night I think I had the biggest scare of any I’ve had in regards to bugs, creepy-crawly things, etc.  I was sitting in my living room writing emails when I saw something out of the corner of my eye moving across the tile floor.  I glanced down and saw a gigantic centipede about 7” long crawling VERY close to my foot!  I screamed, jumped off the couch, and called Samuel immediately to come in the house to kill it.  He had to hit it with his shoe several times before he killed it.  It really scared me because I know they are poisonous!  All I can say is I HATE THE BUGS, INSECTS, AND CRAWLY THINGS HERE!!!   (Check out "Giant African Centipedes online for a picture.)  I looked it up on the internet and found this information:
Symptoms:
The history of a centipede bite is fairly straightforward; the victim typically sees and identifies the characteristic centipede before, or soon after being bitten.
Symptoms which are most likely to develop include:
   severe pain, which is usually in proportion to the size of the centipede
   swelling and redness
   swollen, painful lymph nodes in the regions of the bitten limb
   headache
   palpitations or a racing pulse
   nausea and vomiting
   anxiety
   local itching and burning sensations
The wound left by the bite may be accompanied by swelling, redness, and small puncture wounds which may form a circular pattern. This wound may be susceptible to local ulcerations and necrosis.
Treatment:
Individuals who are bitten by centipedes are sometimes given a urine test to check for muscle tissue breakdown and/or an EKG to check for heart and vascular problems.  (There were other treatments, too, but these were the most drastic.) 

Today was a great day!  Samuel borrowed a tie from Kenneth and went to church with us and thoroughly enjoyed it.  I went with him to the Gospel Essentials class (for new members and those investigating the church).  He participated several times and had some great answers.  He is well versed in the Bible and has discovered that the Book of Mormon has enlightened his mind to deeper understanding of the Bible.  During class he even had an “ah-ha” moment regarding something he has been wondering about.

In Sacrament meeting, they did something my ward does on rare occasions – during part of the meeting, the Senior missionary couple who were giving the talks had whomever wanted to to come up to the pulpit, say their favorite hymn, why it was their favorite, and then the congregation would sing the first verse.  This was most enjoyable for Samuel because he loves to sing, and he and I had been practicing some hymns already. 

It rained slightly before we left for church, but it poured in Mombasa!  The roads were the worst I’ve ever seen.  There were large puddles of water that almost covered the road in places, and people were all over the place trying to dodge water, mud, etc. while they drove or pulled carts on the road.  I decided my driving lessons could wait another week!

 This isn't as bad as some places, but you can see how everyone is everywhere.

By the time we got home from church, the sun had come out (the sunniest it’s been in TEN days!).  I was thrilled to see the sun again and hopeful that it would continue.  I went over to Samuel and Grace’s to take pictures of their family and home while it was nice weather.  Here are some pictures:

                         (L to R) Samuel, Grace, Zipporah, Sylvia, and Gabriel
Door on left goes into one-room house.  Door on right is for storage, clothes line and well (about 40 ft. deep).
                             Their chicken coop connected to their house





                                         How Grace cooks with charcoal.
                                            Cooking over a fire.
                                             Samuel and me.
                                                 Grace and me.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Friday, October 14, 2011

RAIN, RAIN GO AWAY…

It has now rained for eight days straight! This has been NO LIGHT RAIN.  I woke up yesterday to water all over my bedroom floor (which could have been a real problem because the side where the water came in has my one electrical outlet in the room with two power cords and several plugged in items.  They were on the floor that got wet.  My mosquito net was all wet on the bottom.  All the rooms on the east side of my house had leaked water into the rooms and onto the floors.  I’ve been cleaning up water for days that has leaked under my kitchen door, but this was the first time it came into the other three rooms.

 I took a video of the rain when I ended up not even going to school yesterday because of the rain.  The school bus got stuck in the mud on the playground after his second round of picking kids up, so he hadn’t even left the school yard for his third round by the time the third group were supposed to be at school.  I called Peter, and he said, “Just stay home today, it’s okay.  Stay warm.”  I did just that.  I got out of my school clothes (I was ready to walk out the door when I talked to him), put on my sweats, wrapped up in my little blanket, and read my book – that is WHEN I had electricity so I could see.  About 10 minutes after I got settled in, the electricity went out.  It was so dark outside because of the rain that it was hard to see in the house in the middle of the day.  The electricity went on and off several more times throughout the day and night.  (I’ve learned to place flashlights and candles in strategic spots in the house, now.)

(I just tried to download three videos, but it doesn't want to download them.  Maybe I'll try another day. Sorry about that!)

I woke up this morning to discover that the ceiling in my dining room had fallen to the floor.  Luckily, it wasn’t over my bed!  Samuel and Grace came over this afternoon to clean up the mess and to scrape termite deposits off the wall in Pauline’s room (the owner).  Grace told me the other day that a house just down the street from me (really more like a hut, I think) had totally collapsed from all the rain.  Luckily, the people had moved out the day before because they could see what was going to happen.  At least I still have a house!

I was encouraged this morning since it didn’t start to rain until I got to school, and it was fairly light.  I finally headed off to swim laps and teach lessons later this afternoon.  Unfortunately, the pool had started to turn green this week with all the rain, so Nicholas had put chemicals in it in the morning.  He had run out of another chemical he needed to finish the job, so the pool was rather murky.  He said it was okay to swim in, but it didn’t look too inviting.  It was way too much effort to get there to not swim, so I swam my laps, anyway, trying hard not to get any of the water in my mouth.  I didn’t, however, think it was a good idea for the ladies to be in the shallow end for lessons – it looked even worse there!  Maybe next week…

After swimming, Kenneth brought his two younger girls home from school, and he and I went grocery shopping on his way back to pick up Leila, his oldest daughter.  He dropped me off at Safaricom to buy more time for my internet modem stick while he went for Leila.  Well, guess what happened while I was in the store?  It started to RAIN again!  Ugh!!!

I was planning on meeting up with Ternet, a teacher from school, tomorrow after classes are out at 4:00.  She wants to show me her village – which means riding a matatu to her neighborhood and then walking some distance to her home.  With all the rain, it may not work out now to go tomorrow because it would be so muddy and difficult to walk through.  We may have to do it another day.  I’m supposed to call her at lunchtime tomorrow, and then we’ll decide.

Oh, by the way, would someone who lives in the northern hemisphere please perform a little experiment for me?  I’ve always wondered about this, and now I can actually find out.  Put some water in your sink with a stopper in it.  Then, open the stopper and see which way the water swirls.  I’m wondering if it swirls one direction in the northern hemisphere, and a different direction in the southern hemisphere because of the gravitational pull.  Then, if you would just click on “Comment” at the bottom of my blog, you can tell me.  After you do your experiment, I’ll tell you which way mine swirls.  Deal?

Well, that about raps it up for tonight.  I’m going to TRY to get some sleep in spite of the loud music coming from the church 1 ½ blocks away.  They do this every Friday night until around 2:00 AM.!  Hope you are enjoying better weather than we’ve been having wherever you are in the world.  (I’ve got people from five different countries reading my blog.) 

Sleep well and stay dry!
Kadi

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Wednesday, October 12, 2011



Okay, I was just now sitting here, minding my own business and starting my blog, when a COCKROACH ran right across my kitchen table that I’m sitting at!!!  What a gutsy little critter!   I screamed and jumped up.  You will be quite proud of me, however.  I got about four paper towels wadded up and grabbed him and smashed him (I hope) before he could run away.  That’s HUGE for me!

All right, back to my blog…

It has rained quite hard here off and on since last Friday!  My street and the connecting street are all dirt and shredded wood chips in places.  It’s hard to dodge mud.  You should have seen my feet this morning trying to get to school!  At least today I smartened up and wore sandals with straps to help me walk through the mud and water.  As I was standing by the side of the road waiting for the school bus, a van drove by and splashed me all over with dirty water.  I was looking quite interesting by the time I made it to school.   

I'm hoping tomorrow the sun is shining.  I want to go swimming!  The only bedding I have is a sheet.  I was so cold last night that I wore my winter pajamas to bed (I brought them for Korea) and got up in the middle of the night to put socks on.  I have louvered windows, and I can't really shut them.  They are stuck.  It was cold at school today, too.  This is the first time I've felt cold since I left home.  I even discovered my sweats and little blanket I bought for the plane in my suitcase and put them on today when I got home.

On Sunday, Kenneth wasn’t able to go to church, so I didn’t have a ride again.  Samwel had hoped to go to church with me, so I called and invited him over to listen to last Saturday’s General Conference talks with me on my laptop through the internet.  We watched them for 2 ½ hours.  We both really enjoyed the words that were spoken.  At the end, he asked me if I could email him copies of a couple of the talks, which I did.  Then he asked if we could end with a hymn.  It turned out to be a very nice Sunday, in spite of not being able to go to church and pouring rain.

Tuesday, the missionaries came over to meet with Samwel and Grace.  A couple of days earlier, Samwel told me he was writing down questions he had that I felt I couldn’t answer as well for him as they could.  He knew he only had 45 mins. with them and didn’t want to waste their time.  He’s been trying really hard to prepare himself.  And, I was so proud of him the other day.  He had only had one cigarette in 16 hours and didn’t bring any with him for the whole night when he came to guard the house and me.  So he really went for more than 24 hours without a single cigarette!  For someone who is a chain smoker, that is really an accomplishment.  He’s trying so hard!  They both enjoyed the lesson and are hoping to be able to meet with the missionaries again next week.

I started teaching algebra in Class 4 with Job’s class yesterday.  That seems to be a hard concept for 4th graders to grasp.  By the end of today, they were doing better, but they still aren’t solid.  I hope one more day will help them to be more confident in their ability to do the work. 

Yesterday, it was so dark in the room because of the rain, and the one light in the ceiling doesn’t work, so the kids couldn’t even see what I had written on the board.  I literally had to read each problem out for them to copy down!  Since I’ve been here, I’ve only seen a light on one time.  Today, in fact, while I was teaching, there was a loud crack up by the ceiling.  I found out later that there was an electrical short that had occurred.  It was pouring heavy rain, and I guess it had poured down through the thatched roof to the wires.

Last week when it was raining, the ceiling in the staff room was leaking quite a lot.  A teacher grabbed a large teacher’s compass and stuck the point into the ceiling.  He put a bucket under it, and the rain poured down into the bucket.  By the looks of the ceiling,  with its stains and holes, this isn’t the first time this has taken place.  I’ve observed that Kenyans just do whatever they have to to make something work.  Frequently, they don’t have erasers (“dusters”) for the chalkboard, so one of the kids will just use their school sweater, a piece of wadded-up paper, a piece of a sponge, or whatever they can find to erase the board.  I still don’t quite get their system on that, but the teacher rarely erases the board as he goes; some student just jumps up and starts erasing while he’s teaching.  It’s not always the same student, either – it seems it’s just whomever feels like doing it at the time.

Which reminds me… They don’t have a bell system like we do.  A student in Class 5 watches the clock (the only one I’ve seen in a classroom, in fact), and takes a hand-held school bell outside the classroom door and rings it every 35 minutes.  Usually, the teachers keep right on teaching for a little longer and then just walk out of the room.  Eventually, another teacher will come in and start teaching.  “African time” is so laid-back.  I’m still not used to that!

Today, I got to school a few minutes after class had started because the school bus that I ride was late.   The wooden door was stuck because of the rain, and it had swollen shut.  I had to knock on Peter’s door to let me in.  When I practically fell into the class, all the kids got big smiles on their faces and started clapping for me.  Every time they do that, it just melts my heart! 

The other day, Kenneth told me that Leila (his daughter in Class 6) had said the kids thought I was a really good teacher, and that they had always had a hard time with math until I came.  I don’t know how they could say that because I haven’t formally taught in Mr. Mwangi’s Class 6 yet other than to show them one or two little things maybe a little differently than he had taught them.  I usually just walk around and help them individually in his class.  Either way, it still made me feel good that they thought that about me.  It’s always nice to hear that what you are doing in teaching makes a difference for someone.

I have been teaching or helping in Standard 4 (Class 4) with Job, Standard 5 with Peter, and Standard 6 with Mwangi.  I’m most comfortable with Class 5 probably because that’s the age I was teaching when I retired.  Also, I feel more connected to Peter because he was the one teacher I was supposed to be working with.  Because of their schedule changes each day, I felt I could be of more help if I also worked with Class 4 and Class 6, as well, so I didn’t have so much time just sitting around doing nothing.  I’ve also planned on teaching P.E., but between testing and the rain, I still haven’t done that.

I forgot to mention about the teacher’s staff room when I was comparing school systems.  I may have mentioned this before, but teachers don’t have their own classrooms.  Therefore, they don’t really have their own supplies.  They have to take chalk with them from room to room and have to hope there is a duster there for them.  They have broken-down desks and chairs in the “lounge”.  They each have a small wooden cupboard to store their papers.  They never seem to have any paper or other supplies.  There’s one cheap calculator that they all share, and one little stapler. 

The other day, I needed a paper clip.  I had to go to the accountant’s office.  He told me to wait there.  He then went to the Head Mistress’s office and got me two paper clips.  I gave him one back.  That’s the FIRST and only paper clip I’ve seen here.  They look very different from ours.  Here is a picture of what it looks like.




One thing I really like about the teachers here… They always greet each other in the morning with a handshake and a “Good Morning”.  They literally walk all around the room to do that!  They greet me that way as well.  It’s nice to be acknowledged.  I hate to say it, but that doesn’t always happen in our faculty room at home.  You could be there, have someone come into the faculty room, and they might not even acknowledge your presence.  I like the Kenyan way better!

Well, it’s time for bed.  I hope everything is going well in your world.
Kadi

Monday, October 10, 2011

Monday, October 10, 2011



FOOD!!!

I’m so excited!  I finally was able to make something that tastes almost like it does at home – corned beef and cabbage!  Probably a lot of you make it with fresh corned beef, but I grew up with using canned corned beef.  I just about jumped for joy the other day at the grocery store when I discovered they actually had canned corned beef.  My mashed potatoes were a little weird because I didn’t have any beaters, but I improvised with a slotted spatula and something like a Bamix, and they were at least passable.  You should have been here, Tayler, for your favorite dinner!

I think I’ve mentioned before how difficult it has been to cook anything – partly because I don’t have an oven or a microwave – but also because of the food itself.  So far, about the only thing I’ve bought that tastes like what we have at home is cornflakes, and I’m starting to get really sick of them!  A lot of what I’ve bought, in hopes that it would taste good, has ended up on Samwel and Grace’s table – i.e., wheat flakes, yogurt, crackers, chocolate no-bakes, eggplant.  It amazes me that even sugar (large light brown crystals),brown sugar (almost black with large crystals),salt (large crystals), raisens, and vanilla can look and taste so much different than ours!

I am a milk lover, but the milk here is really weird tasting.  I put it on my cereal and cook with it, but that’s it.  The butter is about like ours, however.  I don’t know if it’s because my refrigerator barely gets cold or if there’s something about their cheese, but it doesn’t stay good very long.  But then, that’s the case with most everything in my refrigerator.  Milk only lasts 2-3 days before it’s sour. 

Their eggs are all brown and they store them on a shelf in the store, not in a refrigerated section.  The shells look pretty disgusting, so I wash them off with soapy water after I get them home.  Even the egg yolks aren’t as yellow as ours – go figure!

Vegetables are the smallest things I’ve ever seen.  I bought some mushrooms the other day, and the biggest ones were less than 1” across.  I finally broke down and bought a head of lettuce.  It was about 3 ½ - 4” in diameter, and the leaves are really tough.  Limes are about 1” in diameter.  The green beans I bought in a can were even little!  It would take almost 3 of their beans to make one of ours!  Their avocados, however, are huge.  I don’t understand why everything is so little.

I’m dying to make some Southwest chicken soup, but I can’t find green chilis.  I want to make taco soup, but I can’t find taco seasoning.  I may try to find a recipe for that online and see if I have the spices to make it.  I’ve learned that soup seems to be one of my better bets.  I’ve made tomato soup twice and cream of mushroom soup.  Neither tasted like at home, but both weren’t too bad.  I was thinking about make clam chowder, but they didn’t have any clams.

They don’t really have “fast food” restaurants, but the other day, I bought a hamburger and fries at a restaurant.  The fries, I’m sure, were cooked in oil that’s been recycled MANY times.  The hamburger LOOKED okay, but the catsup looked like runny sweet and sour sauce, and the hamburger was basically raw inside.  I tried eating it anyway but finally had to send it back to the kitchen to get cooked more.  It came back about the same as before.  I didn’t finish eating it!

I think my greatest successes of American food have been corned beef and cabbage, chicken cacciatore, meatloaf, rice pudding, and tuna fish sandwiches (smile).

I have done pretty well with the new Kenyan foods I’ve made – beans, chippoti, cabbage (with tomatoes, onions, etc.), and a turmeric chicken dish.

I’ve decided I’m on a “diet diet” – meaning I’m on a Kenyan diet which is causing me to diet (lose some weight), which isn’t all bad, but I’d really like to enjoy my food more than I do.

The Kenyan diet, as far as I can surmise, is basically beans, rice, chippoti, cabbage, ugali (sort of a cooked white cornmeal) with variations on these items.  I’d get pretty tired of that diet in a hurry!

Well, there’s a little bit more trivia to add to your knowledge about Kenya.  Hope you enjoyed tonight’s entry.

Kadi

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Sunday Oct. 9, 2011



COMPARISONS BETWEEN SCHOOLS BACK HOME AND HERE:

1.     At home, we generally only teach one grade each year even though our elementary certificate is good for first through eight grades.  Here, the teachers teach several different grades (standards) in the subjects they are most comfortable with.  There is the “Baby Class” – 2 year olds, “KG 1” – 3 year olds, “KG 2” – 4 year olds, “KG 3” – 5 year olds, “Standard 1” – 6 year olds,  “Standard 2”  - 7 year olds, “Standard 3” – 8 year olds, “Standard 4” – 9 year olds, “Standard 5” – 10 year olds, “Standard 6” – 11 year olds, “Standard 7” – 12 year olds, and “Standard 8“ – 13 year olds. 

2.     At home, kids might start preschool at age 3 and go for a few hours a couple of days a week.  They might continue this until they are ready to go to kindergarten at age 5.  This is not compulsory.  It is compulsory for students to go to school from kindergarten through twelfth grade, however.  Here, it is also compulsory, but based on their parents’ ability to pay for their schooling –public being cheaper than private – the kids still may not be able to go to school if they can’t afford the uniforms, school exams, or other materials.  They start at 2 years old and continue through Standard 8.  A national exam at the end of Standard 8 determines whether or not they can continue on in their schooling.  If they fail, that’s the end of their education!  This ONE test determines the rest of their life!!!  No wonder they put such emphasis on it, but what a huge burden and pressure that seems to be on the students!  If they go on past Standard 8, they go to Forms 1 – 4 (like our grades 9-12).

3.     At my last school, the teachers had to be there at 8:20 and stay until 3:35 (I never left that early, however!).  The students were there from 8:35 to 3:20 on Monday through Thursday, and on Friday until 1:15 so the teachers could have planning time.

4.     Here, the teachers arrive at school at 6:00 or 7:00 AM, depending upon their assigned schedule for that day and can be at school anywhere from 4:30 to 6:30 PM, also depending upon that day’s schedule.  That schedule applies only to Standards 4 – 8, however.  Baby Class, KG 1, 2, and 3 and Standards 1 2, and 3 leave at 3:30.  Standards 4 and 5 leave at 4:30, and Standards 6 – 8 leave at 6:30 PM.  All the students go to school on Saturday, but it’s a bit shorter.

5.     Standards 1, 2, and 3 have the same teacher all day long.  Standards 4 – 8 change teachers all day long.  At home, the students rotate from class to class if they have more than one teacher.  Here, only the teachers rotate.  A teacher doesn’t really have a “homeroom” or their own classroom.  A teacher could teach Class 5 math, Class 4 Swahili, Class 7 Social Studies, and Class 8 Science.  Each class period is 35 mins. long and occasionally a teacher will have a “double” - meaning 35 + 35 mins. back-to-back. 

6.     We could NEVER leave our students unattended – whether during classtime, at recess, or lunchtime.  There has to be someone supervising them at all times.  Here, the students frequently are left alone for a few minutes in a classroom up to 1 ½ hours for lunch, 45 mins. for “Break”, or 35 mins. for P.E.  (Sometimes the teacher will go out with their students to teach them a game or something, but more often than not, they just go to the staff room while the kids go play like an extended recess.)

7.     The only break teachers and students got at home is 12 mins. of recess twice daily and 20 mins. for lunch and 20 mins. for lunch recess (only 30 mins. duty-free lunch for teachers).  Also, planning time on Fridays for teachers.  Here, a teacher could have a break for 35 mins. when they don’t have a class, 45 mins. for “Break” in the morning (at this time, the kitchen makes tea for the teachers and they all eat tea and white bread – with or without butter – this is their breakfast since they go so early in the morning), 1 ½ hours for lunch, perhaps another break in the afternoon without a class.  The whole school has “Preps” from 3:10 – 3:30 (students are left to finish up any work they have), “Sweeps” from 3:30 – 3:45 (students literally sweep the rooms and clean up).  The students are on their own from 3:10 to 3:45.  The teachers feel this teaches the students to be responsible. They have “Games” from 3:45 – 4:30.   During this time on Monday they have “Good News” which is church related; Tuesday is clubs – scouting, wildlife, debate, or music; Weds. through Friday  teachers alternate teaching students basketball, soccer, netball, or volleyball. 

8.     Thanks to No Child Left Behind, we test at home more than we ever have before.  Most teachers feel it’s an exorbitant amount of time spent on testing when we could be teaching instead.  Here, however, they literally spend the last three months either reviewing for tests or taking tests!  The one thing I can say about their system over ours is that once the students take a test, they go over every problem to help the students understand what they did wrong.  Not to say that we never do that, but there are many tests which our students take where they never get direct feedback as to what they missed or why, and they may not even find out how they performed on that test unless their teacher takes the time to tell them.  All the testing they take is literally preparing them for the Standard 8 exam, which they will take when they are older.

9.     Speaking of tests, any standardized test we administer is CAREFULLY counted out, must be kept under lock and key, and every test must be accounted for by the teacher when it is returned to the office.  Here, the students keep the tests with them (wherever that may be) until they are finished going through the review.  I’ve noticed many tests seem to get lost in the process.  I don’t know for sure, but I’m assuming that’s not the case for the Standard 8 Exam.  They take the test right at the end of their school year.

10 .There is always a key to our standardized tests, and we don’t correct them manually.  They are scored electronically.  Here, even on the standardized tests, the teachers have to first create a key for the answers.  I’ve seen teachers debating over which answer is correct on various tests.  Then, they have to correct EVERYTHING manually!  To me, it seems there is far more room for error in their correcting process, to say nothing of all the time spent correcting.

11 .Our students have an answer sheet to fill in.  Here, they tear a small piece of paper out of their notebooks to write their answers on.  Here is an example of a math test as well as an example of their answer sheet.

            Side 1of 2 for a Standardized Math test for Class 5

   Teacher's answer key on the left (that they had to figure out themselves), student's test on the right

12. Public school is free.   Private schools have different prices.  I think the one I teach at costs about Sh 10,000/term or Sh 30,000/year.  That’s about US $98/term or US $294/year.

13. Teachers here make between Sh 5,000 – 15,000/month ($49 - $147) in private schools.  Public school teachers get paid less.  All teachers make the same amount of money, no matter how long they have taught.

14. To get a teaching certificate, teachers have to go up to Form 4 (which is equivalent to 12th grade), then to university for 2 years.  During their two years, they will do something like our student teaching in-between terms for 2 months total.

15. School here starts in January (their summer).  They have three terms:  Jan. – Mar., May – July, and Sept. – Nov.  They may also have to go to school during the breaks between terms if they are behind in their learning so they can catch up to be more prepared for their exams.  Therefore, teachers really have very few breaks except for the Christmas time.

16. All students wear uniforms to school.  I’ve observed that, at least in our school here, they also wear other “play” clothes underneath their uniforms, which they wear for PE.  I don’t know where they change clothes or what they do with them.  They each have their own little wooden locker, so I assume their other clothes go in there.

17. The bathrooms are open stalls with a porcelain toilet in the floor.  That doesn’t seem like a very desirable place to change their clothes, but that may be where they do it.

18. I’ve mentioned this before, but they believe in caning, slapping, pinching, or whatever else the teacher feels they need to do to discipline their students.  I have an EXTREMELY difficult time with this aspect of their education!  I can’t even begin to comprehend doing that to one of my students.  They feel, however, that that is the only way they can get through to their students!

19. Because school is so long each day, six days a week, the teacher is really the major adult factor in the students’ lives, the house help (if they have one), is second.  By the time they get home from school, about the only thing they have time for is dinner, homework, and bed.  Many of their parents don’t even come home from work until after they are in bed, and the parents are asleep when the children go to school, so basically the only time they spend time with their parents is on Sunday.  Many have to get up as early as 4:00 AM to get to school on time!

20. I think I’ve mentioned school lunch before.  They have the same thing every Monday, the same thing every Tuesday, etc.  So there are basically six different lunches.  They will have either two or three things on their plates.  I’ve never seen them with a drink of any kind at lunch.  Students and teachers eat with their fingers.  They always have rice and then something like a cabbage dish or bean dish.


Well, for all of you who have asked me about the similarities and differences in the schools, I hope this gives you a better idea of what it’s like over here.

It's been raining off and on all day today.  I think this is the most dark and dismal day I've seen since I arrived.  It reminds me of the last several days I experienced last June when I was here, which is why I decided to come back in Sept. rather than Apr. – June (their rainiest season).  We've had several days of rain off and on, but this is the worst.  I think it's supposed to rain tomorrow, too.  I hope it clears up by Tuesday because the missionaries are coming to meet with me, Samwel (I found out today that I've been spelling his name wrong), and Grace; then the missionaries and I are going to take a matatu and maybe a motorcycle down to Louis'.  They will teach Nicholas, Henry, and Abraham, and I will teach Caroline and Evelyn swimming lessons.  I'd like to have good weather for that.

I hope you have had a wonderful weekend and are ready to face a new week.

Kadi