The immigration office was visited once again so we could
get approved for another 30 day stay. I think it is kind of bizarre we have to
go every 30 days to renew our stay because I thought the whole purpose of
getting a visa was to avoid stuff like this. However, I guess not in Africa.
When we go again next month we will have to apply and get a new visa because
they only supply you with 90 day visas. The next visa we receive will see us
through the rest of our stay in Zambia. Then we will have to get a new one for
Tanzania. Man, the wild world of traveling and staying in foreign countries. It
makes you thankful that the United States of America is literally united. It
would be terrible if we had to pull out a passport every time we crossed state
borders (sucks to suck, Europe!) ha.
When we were in Mpika Zack and I were able to get out and
walk around by ourselves for a bit considering we now know that place better.
As we were walking we could barely believe our eyes when we spotted a few white
people in the distance. There isn’t much to this story, but I just wanted to
mention it because it is actually crazy to see white people after going so long
with being the only ones in a solid 50km radius.
As the end of September approaches some of the monks are
heading to Tanzania for school. We started out with a low number of monks and
now are even getting smaller. We are in the low 20’s now, I’d say. It will be
interesting when we travel to Hanga Abbey in Tanzania. The Abbey there has a
very large community so it will be a big change going from such a small one to
that. With some of the brothers now gone Zack and I are kind of on our own. The
brothers we usually hung around and spoke with have left. Not all, but a lot.
Last week we finally were able to find some wash buckets and
laundry soap. We washed our clothes by hand for the first time and it went
well. You must scrub the clothes quite hard which probably isn’t very good for
the fabric, but it does get them clean. I am happy to be able to do it now too.
I felt bad always giving my clothes over to the ladies to wash and so now I am
able to just do it on my own. I think Saturday afternoons will be laundry time.
It can take some time to get through all of your clothes because you much
rinse, wash, scrub, rinse and then hang all of them. This is why you want a
nice hot and sunny day too. That’s not hard to come by down here, though. The
clothes dry fairly quickly and then you take them from the clothes line and
fold them up and you are set for another week.
This past weekend I came down with a bit of a cold or what I
think may be hay fever. I’m not quite sure. Hay fever isn’t actually caused by
hay nor does it cause a fever (humans really need to work on naming things
better). However, it is an allergic reaction to certain dust particles. I don’t
recall ever having this back in the U.S. but it may be something in the air
down here that is setting it off. All the dust and wildfire may be kicking
something up into the air. I’m not positive, but that’s my best guess so far. It
causes nasal congestion, headache, sneezing, pressure in the face and a mild
cough. It sucks, but I think it is going away (I hope). I am going to take a
break from my long walks this week to see if that is what is causing it. I hope
not, but if it is I may have to rethink my long walks down the dusty road.
Teaching has started back up and is going well this week. I
have become extremely comfortable talking and teaching in front of the class. I
am confident in what I teach and I know the material so I’m not nervous when
explaining it. The 40 minute classes are a breeze and with all the lessons I
have planned (thank God for planning ahead) the 80 minute classes are a piece
of cake. I know I will have enough information for the entire term.
As teachers we must create a file with all of our lesson plans and such. It is like a record of the work we have done. This is the worst part of teaching because it is a bunch of busy work. I have to rewrite my lessons and record what I do each week and then recreate the syllabus (which is what they gave me) and also is what I base my lessons off of each week. So really it’s just rewriting the same thing multiple times in different ways. Oh well.
As teachers we must create a file with all of our lesson plans and such. It is like a record of the work we have done. This is the worst part of teaching because it is a bunch of busy work. I have to rewrite my lessons and record what I do each week and then recreate the syllabus (which is what they gave me) and also is what I base my lessons off of each week. So really it’s just rewriting the same thing multiple times in different ways. Oh well.
I will be testing my students at the end of next week so I
can assess their progress on the topic of homeostasis. I will also collect
their tests in order to compile some pieces of work for my file so the
government (or whoever checks my teaching records) can see that I am, in fact,
doing what I said I would.
There is still a problem with teachers and student not
showing up to class. I swear my class gets larger each day I come in. I believe
I am over 40 students now. Furthermore, I teach second period which means a
teacher should be teaching period one. However, sometimes I walk in and find
that there is no teacher and the kids are just hanging out and talking. This is
sad. This is one of the many reasons why Africa’s school system is so
underdeveloped and poor. To combat this behavior I make sure to show up on time
and teach for the entire length of time. The students always have lots of
questions which is also fun for me because I like helping explain the answer.
Yet, another problem that exists is some students not coming
into class. Zack’s class yesterday was completely empty. We were really
confused and could not find any of the students so we just wrote out what we
would have taught on the board so hopefully they could at least copy the notes
down when they returned. We are unsure if they did, but we can only hope. When
it comes down to it, though, we can only do so much. We put in our time and now
they must put in theirs. I think it is like this for most things in the world.
We all must put in a bit of effort.
*Shout out to my sister, Grace, whose birthday was yesterday. Happy 19th! We will celebrate when I get home...trust me, I have plenty of random gift cards to blow. I think some are seriously from my senior year of high school grad party. I need help. So we will spend them!*
*Shout out to my sister, Grace, whose birthday was yesterday. Happy 19th! We will celebrate when I get home...trust me, I have plenty of random gift cards to blow. I think some are seriously from my senior year of high school grad party. I need help. So we will spend them!*
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