Friday, 17 June 2011

Day 16 (16/06/11) Kaoma


Tiredness, headache and I wanna sleep, three things that make blog writing difficult so for this reason I’m gonna write very little tonight and maybe a bit tomorrow. Its almost like this blog has become a job I must do before sleeping and its causing me to lose sleep over it (oh shut up you big baby mark and write the damn thing). I’ll just write a quick synopsis of the day. Got up, did some surveying of the new sites and surprise surprise nothing lined up as it should have done, then walked to school realised we forgot the projector so I ran back and got it, taught grade 11/12 about engineering best workshop so far, back home peeled the potatoes for dinner which were really nice but a bitch to peel (with butter knives). Finished the evening by chatting to two Americans who look like the most unlikely couple ever but we reckon there is sexual tension between them, like 2 other people we know and neither them are me or Dan (I may be killed for writing that sentence). Ok so that’s all for now I’ll write more tomorrow (you lazy twat Morley).
So it’s the following morning (almost 9 o’clock and we consider that a sleep in, I would have slept later if people outside would shut the f**k up) and I know I said I’d write more now but I just realised that the synopsis I wrote last night pretty much summed up the day. I should explain how stupid it was forgetting the projector yesterday though. Before we left for the school we checked through all the bags to make sure we had everything and we must have checked and confirmed a million times (slight exaggeration) that we had all the projector cables without once thinking to check we had the projector. So the high school is about a 15minute walk away and we were almost there when Dan just casually mentioned “we have the projector don’t we” suddenly I felt like Macauley Kulkin’s mother in “Home Alone” I checked my bags but I knew it wasn’t there. So I had to run back to the guesthouse and get it in the midday sun, brilliant exercise but horrible running along roads that are like beaches they are so sandy, while at the same time saying hello or good afternoon to everyone who passed me. When I got back to the school (only took 20 mins) the others were still waiting for the principal and we had to wait another 20 mins (I could have bloody walked). The workshop that followed was for grade 11/12 physics, chemistry and technical drawing students though so they were all really interested in engineering. It was probably the smoothest and well worked work shop yet (and we got more free coke, and Áine said OK approximately 25 times). The Americans we were talking to in the evening were part of a group from all over the US and most were teachers but one was a lawyer. The 2 we were talking to said they felt like outsiders in their group (of middle aged women). The women was 28 and the guy was about 200kg and their group leader who sponsors a child here (Mahula is her name and she brought us to town the first day we were here) is very strict on them and has given them strict rules to follow even though they are really just here on a holiday to play with the kids. They feel that some of their group are very condescending towards the locals treating them like people with special needs (really Americans wouldn’t do that would they, I thought Americans were very culturally aware....... I feel like the priest in Fr. Ted “No we came by southern Yemen). We chatted with them for about 3 hours and they were really sound so we invited them to join us in a pub on Monday when we go to celebrate/drown our sorrows, after getting our exam results. Ok breakfast time, everyone else is waiting for me to get up so we can eat, cornflakes and UHT milk here I come. Have a good day.

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