It almost seems churlish to tell you about my lovely day by the sea yesterday since you are battling with the colder weather, but I will be back in it myself next week.
I went with the other long term volunteer, Sean, to a fantastic beach with the useless name of river number 2. The river behind the sand bar slowly fill with water which gets as warm as a bath. We rented a beach hut and had white wine and barracuda and chips. The bank opposite has mangrove trees and the hills behind are covered in rainforest.
Back in the noisy city and the last few days trying to get all the resources I am doing photocopied and collated to send out to the other schools on Thursday.
I am going back up to the primary school up the road this morning. They have about 80 children in the nursery. Chaotic. No one in the school is a trained teacher!!
I had a little party for my birthday. I bought a chicken pizza and made egg mayonaise rolls and popcorn and six of the teachers who live near the school went out to the local outdoor bar and I bought the drinks. The Christians drink lager and the Muslims drink Fanta and maltina which tastes like horlicks.
My life has widened out so much since my last birthday, now it is difficult to know which is 'real'. Well back to the real world on Friday so I will make this my last post for this visit. See you soon,
Pat
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