Good day to all. It is a relaxing Sunday afternoon and I have traveled to the internet to check in. It has been a very busy past couple of days. Thursday I had school and reviewed with the students on the material for the midterm. I have been a bit distracted the past few days and was not able to answer a few of their questions. I should of known the answers... I felt so ridiculous and my teacher said nothing about it. I just wonder what he is thinking. Well, you learn by your mistakes. Thursday night I stayed up very late and prepared about 70 questions for a competition in the class on Friday. I awoke early on Friday and walked to school. When I arrived there was so much chaos. I was not sure what was happening. I went into my first classroom and began the lesson. My teacher never showed up. I did both classes and they thoroughly enjoyed the game..I do not think they do much of that here....After leaving the school, I came to find out that there was no school for the day due to Ramadan. I was the only teacher there....no wonder the students were acting so strange when I was there...The way it works here is if there is no school, the teachers do not show up but the students still need to be in their classrooms...so, being the foreigner...I thought there was class....Ha!
Friday late afternoon, I went with a very special friend to his church meeting. They were discussing the readings for Sunday services and they read it in "Pidgin." It is a form of English comparable to how the slaves in America talked....It is impossible to read and there is no way an English speaking person would even know what the person speaking pidgin was saying...It was rather interesting. I recall Asher having to read a book for school that had a lot of pidgin in it and we both struggled to understand it...
Saturday, I had another friend from the town of Yaounde come to visit me. He is a journalist that I met when visiting the village a few weeks ago. We went to the school to visit the students because it was parent visitation day. We talked to the students and it was a wonderful time. The students are so sweet....After that, we planned the evening and went out for an incredible dinner and went to here a band. It was myself, Jean Pierre (the journalist) and his friend Bertraud. They are very classy men and treated me like a queen the whole night. We were dancing at a French alliance club and I was the only white person there. Both of my friends danced with me for quite some time....boy, do they like to dance...it was such a fantastic night....
So, needless to say, I am a bit tired today. But, this coming week looks to be slow. The students are taking the test tomorrow and I will have to grade about 150 tests. I am hoping that they know the information because is will be a reflection on how my teaching abilities are. Keep your fingers crossed that they prove to be learning from me...despite the "funny" way that I talk. Hope all is well back in the states...enjoy and I will keep in touch. My love to all, Nancy~
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Of course, they treated you like a queen! You ARE the queen! Glad to hear you are having such an enrichingly wonderful time. Thinking of you. Good luck grading those 150 tests! Love you.
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