I often find myself wondering how did I end up here? This is the story of my journey to Nigeria, Kenya, South Africa and beyond.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Okay Monday is over and only four more days till the weekend. It may seem a little pathetic to be counting down to the weekend already but I have had a hectic day. This morning I woke up at six like most weekdays, although today I would have gladly turned over and slept for another four or five hours. I made it over to school with time to spare before morning assembly at 7:30. My first class started at 8 am. I taught five maths classes and two classes in the library. Maths is by far more stressful since I am the only teacher in the room. In the library Josephine is usually there and she is responsible for discipline. So I was busy until break at 1:30. I made the mistake of looking for Josephine in the computer room. One of the teachers asked if I would type up a test and I agreed since I didn't have anything to do. So I spent the next half hour typing until it was time to do some tutoring. Then I spent an hour with three six year olds helping them write the alphabet and reading them a couple books. I have to admit that the kids were cute and very excited. One of the boys found an I Spy book and they practically begged me to read it. We spent more time looking at the pictures than actually reading and I got the impression that they have seen very few nice colorful picture books. The boys left around 3:00 and I just spent the rest of the day hanging out in the library. I grabbed the library's copy of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and read in between random visits from students. When the bell rang at 3:45 I said goodbye and left. Once I got home I decided it was time to make lunch, since all I had eaten since I woke up was a package of crackers. I made Indomie noodles, which is kinda like Ramen, and added a chopped up carrot and tomato. By the time I finished eating and did the dishes it was 4:30. I feel like I have put in a full days work and then some. I used to think my last job was difficult because I worked third shift. I can now confidently say that working with children is much more exhausting. Still it was a good day and I am pleasantly exhausted.