So I'm in my last couple of weeks here in my first year in Namibia. I haven't been able to post because blogger was being weird for a while. Didn't forget! Okay so back to the last couple of weeks...I have about three weeks left and i'm flying back to the US to visit my family. I have finished teaching my learners and they are now taking their last exams. I have marked paper one and paper two for english and it looks like my kids did amazingly well for the most part. I couldn't ask for better improvement. I don't know how much of their improvement came from me personally but I am so proud of them for what they have achieved this year. We had an end of the year party together with some dancing and watching the last Harry Potter. We didn't get to finish the last part of the movie but the kids did see Dobby die and they were mortified. Asser, one of the learners, said "Miss, tell me if Harry dies because if he does like Dobby did...i'm going home" I told him that I couldn't ruin the movie but he begged it out of me and I caved.
When I told the kids i'm not coming back to this school next year they were very dissapointed. I tried to explain that the school has too many teachers next year and that i'll still come visit them next year. That made them feel a little bit better. I am going to a school called Okatope Secondary School to teach what seems like grade 9 English and computers. I passed by the area on my way to Oshikango last weekend and it seems nice. I'll still be in a village however the house i'm staying in has running water! Weird concept for me. You mean I can turn on the tap and water comes out?! Whoa.
We have had a few end of the year parties lately and I've been enjoying my time with my colleagues. One was a surprise from the principal after a meeting one day. We grilled goat meat and chicken and drank and danced. Same applied for the party we just had. It clearly is not a Namibian party until you slaughter a goat and eat it. Not even joking. Funniest part about it is that the meat is soooo good . You know who else was enjoying this feast? Hunter. He was at the party picking all the bones that people tossed for him. He was definately the happiest dog ever. It was so nice to see him with the learner that has been taking care of him at the principal's house. They are best friends now and they even go hunting together! Wapota (the learner) told me that I was really good at naming my dog.
When I get home to the U.S. i'm going to try and post a whole ton of pictures here for people to look at. Will write soon.
Peace and love,
Chels
