So today was my first day at Girls High School Paarl. I slept really badly last night because of the excitement and tension(just a little). This morning my alarm went off way to early (06:15) and I had an hour to get ready. Granddad took me to school in the 'bakkie' and then I waited at the reception till Mrs. Grindlay came to fetch me.
I was then introduced to all 33 pupils. Most of them are 8 ('turning 9' like they kept on reminding me') and they really look so cute in their uniforms. Today was the first day that they could wear their winter uniforms, but some of them decided to mix winter and summer. Mrs. Grindlay was not at all happy about that!
I was put to work and my first mission was to locate the photocopy machine and make copies of their maths assignments. Wasn't too hard (luckily).
Then they had a spelling test (gown,flower,crowd etc) and you could really see them concentrating. I was responsable for correcting the English spelling and the other teacher corrected the Afrikaans.
By then it was already 10:00 and they class had to go to art. So I tagged along to see what they were up to. The art teacher was friendly, but really strict! Even stricted than mrs. Grindlay. There is really a no nonsense policy at school and even the little ones have to work really hard. It's all about discipline.
After art we had a 20 minute break and I chilled with the grade 3's on the stairs. They are extremely talkative so I just listened. After a while, one of my old friends came to look for me and said I should come sit with them. It was a little bit awkward at first, but when we started talking the conversation just flowed.
The break was over and we went back to class (IN NEAT ROWS!!!!) and then it was time for a maths 'test'. I had deja-vu because when I was in grade 3, we had exactly the same tests! Shame, some of the children had forgotten to learn their 4 times table and you could see that they were panicking. Luckily mrs. Grindlay said that even if they made mistakes, it would be okay. You could see the relief on their faces!
The rest of the day went by so fast. The last 30 minutes of the day I was allowed to play 'teacher' and I sat in the special teacher chair. I told them all about my life in the Netherlands, but they were only interested in the fact that I can speak French.
The day was lots of fun and I am allowed to sit in the teacher's lounge tomorrow morning before school. Cool beans :)
I will write again soon!
PS. They call me teacher. How cute is that?! :P
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Haay! Sounds amazing!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenIk hoor dat je het erg naar je zin hebt!
Ik volg je =D
Superveel plezier!
Dikke kus,
Sarah
Hey Jana wat fijn dat je verslag schrijft zodat we hier in Nederland op de hoogte kunnen blijven van je verblijf in Africa. Heb deze lings van je mams gekregen.
BeantwoordenVerwijderenMijn Engels is niet zo goed dat ik alles begrijp maar in grote lijnen wel en daar gaat het om....enneh..ik heb respect voor jou meid hoe je alles doet.
Groetjes aan je opa(die ken ik niet) en oma (die ken ik wel), lfs Wilma.