Life Goes On

The school seems relatively unfazed over the passing of Ms. M. I think it's
because she hasn't been here all year, that and everyone is a little
shell-shocked that we lost two teachers in such a short amount of time.

Classes proceeded normally today. There was an afternoon service that many
attended, but not nearly as many as Mr. M's. The teachers got into a debate
this morning on the logistics of attending the funeral. Last time, money
was collected from each teacher to go towards transport for the staff and
learners. At the last minute, the learners got dropped from the trip.
There are still grumblings as to where the money went. I didn't attend Mr.
M's funeral, and I was not asked to pay (though I found out later "all
teachers" were asked). I haven't gotten a dime of my stipend yet, so I'm
still living off of my savings and not inclined to blindly put in money for
anything. I would've had it been for the learners, but clearly that didn't
happen. After this weekend's boondoggle I see more where the money goes.
So I will continue to wave the 'haven't-gotten-paid' flag.



Tonight I was supposed to spin fire for the school as a sort of pep rally
pre-examinations. With the services, I didn't feel it was appropriate, so
it's been rescheduled for tomorrow night. I've asked some learners to drum
for me.WHOO HOO - spinning fire in AFriCA to African drumming for a hundred
or so bright eyed-never-seen-anything-like-this-before kiddos!!

Hopefully it happens.

If not I suppose I can always do an end-of-exams show.



Exams start tomorrow with Thimbukushu.at least I won't be tempted to help
them out!!