A spectator sport?

Wednesday 14th October 2009

I Honestly wish that I had work to write about...but the sad truth is that at the moment...nothing is happening...I need to get into schools as time is running out before the exam start...but I am not really feeling like I have the energy or strength to hang onto the back of a motorbike for the best part of 25 minutes...I have had a reasonably good response from schools wanting to be Model Schools and once that is up and running properly life will be far more interesting...I went into Butare first thing on Tuesday morning and bought lots of supplies...big marker pens, biros, a metre ruler...things which I can use to make resources in the classroom (mainly on rice sacks)...I have seen some really nice pictures of rice sacks which have already been made up...they look awesome...I also thought that I could make them into costumes for role play activities...who knows? Again...any ideas would be welcome as to what I could do with them...I know that there are some very imaginative teachers reading this!!!! Anyway...yesterday was an extremely slow day...I struggled through though! Ha ha ha...at 4.30 the generator was turned off in the office...and it took a while to realise that it was for ‘sport time’. The generator being turned off so abruptly with no warning meant that there was a horrid noise coming from the surge protectors...a persistent beeping noise...grrrrr...Alexis then wandered into the office and explained that it was time to play sport...I asked what sprt he liked to play...but you need to remember that this is a man who complains bitterly at the slightest walk...and will do virtually anything in order to get a lift!...but apparently he runs every morning and evening and does press ups...and he was going to play football...it was a few minutes before people started to head towards the football pitch...where it was to district staff V the local army battalion...I asked a few of the women if they were going to be taking part...and their response was just to laugh (I take it that is a no then?) and needless to say...Alexis never materialised on the football pitch...in fact the only member of staff that was recognisable on the pitch as a member of staff...was the Mayor...who towered over and above EVERYBODY else...including the soldiers...seriously the man is really big...before he was the mayor...he played for the Rwandan national volleyball team and the Rwandan Basketball team...I didn’t stay to watch the match...and instead headed home...only to find that the lock on the back door was broken again...whoever thought it was a good idea to put the old lock back on the door must have been some sort of joker...We think that Alexandre phoned the locksmith as he was on the phone and making lots of gestures at the door...we will see if it is fixed tomorrow, by the time we get home...