Derek and I |
Happy Birthday to Derek! I sent
him a birthday wish with a picture of a little boy named Derek that goes to
Rwentutu and me.
I had the students line up tallest to shortest when we started talking about the words taller and shorter. |
My English lesson this morning
went well. We were continuing with
health and hygiene and we played another game of charades. Unfortunately, my math lesson did not go
as smoothly. In fact, it was
pretty rough. I was introducing
the measurement unit today, which Katie also introduced in her classroom. I talked to Katie during break and she
told me what worked in her classroom, so I deviated from my lesson plan to try
the things she did. I should have
known better, that my kids are not her kids, and my students have different
needs. The lesson was not
structured enough for my talkative, rambunctious P1 students, so I ran into
some issues. A lot of it I
recognize as my own teaching, but I was also having a new and unexpected
problem in the classroom. As I was
teaching all of students seemed to be so distracted, more so than usual. I was taking things out of the kids’
hands left and right. Later on I
discovered that every student in my class was writing down the name of everyone
in the class and then tallying how many times they spoke in vernacular
throughout the period. I was appalled. Why?! How silly. I
asked them about it, but didn’t get any concrete answers. I told them all that it needed to stop
when I was teaching. I asked my
teacher about it later and she explained to me that she had jokingly told them
they should do it and sure enough they did. Grrrr.
I incorporated some movement and visuals for my students as a way to think about taller vs. longer. Here we are practicing taller. |
Wilbert and his bird! |
To keep things interesting, I was
sitting outside during lunch with one of Katie’s P2 students and he asked me if
I liked birds. I kind of said oh
yea they are fine, and then he told me he had one. As I started to ask him what he meant (was it a pet?), he
pulled a bird right out of his pocket.
I jumped up in shock. I was
dumbfounded. “What are you doing
with that bird in your pocket?” “I
am going to eat it?” “Eat it? You eat birds?” “Yep.” “Oh, how on earth did you catch it?” “I just grabbed him.” And with that I went to warn Katie that
one of her lovely students had a bird in his pocket just in case he wanted to
try and show her too. Oh kids!
Right at the start of the games
period one of the teachers called all the kids together for an assembly. The kids gathered and the teacher
lectured them in Lukunzo about how they need to have clean clothes and their
heads shaved when they come to school.
So he sent all the kids home to clean their clothes and shave their
heads, and if anyone came back without one or both of these things done by
tomorrow, they would be sent home.
So with that, Katie and I were also sent home an hour early.
The only excitement of the night
was the ant colony that tried to invade our bedroom. There were, without exaggeration, upwards of 200 ants all in
a giant colony right on the wall outside our bedroom. We used our cockroach spray, which doubles as ant killer
(and probably just about anything else), and took care of them. Although we were quite disgusted.
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