School Show

BigA had a busy weekend, climbed a small mountain, rescued our new neighbours when they got a flat tyre and frisbee. I did one of those things. Can you guess which one? 


The working week was, as always, busy. The PTA AGM, not the highlight. But I've been making sure I leave school at a sensible time and have managed frisbee and badminton. And made some time to talk to pals back home too which was great. Some of them are going through horrible stuff so I'm, once again, grateful for the power of the internet.

 I've had some great T&L conversations with one of the new teachers, who is like R, but a man and not as good, because no one could be, but lovely to have someone who can talk for hours about the love of the job. 

I've also had a couple of slightly harder chats, one 'you didn't get the job' one 'could you have handled that differently?' one slightly nicer one 'we value you' - which made them cry. Apparently the first time in many many years. I also had a day where I felt so pleased with myself I phoned my mum and told her, it was a day where I felt like I was on my A game and I felt really valued too. The working week ended with 25 staff turning up for a voluntary training session, called swap shop. I feel like my vision for T&L is happening well. 

My ladies poker group has been very odd, a silly spat occurred, because of a comment about a man wearing ugly shorts, and resulted in accusations of gossip, a poem, people leaving and re-joining and no actual poker. 

Two staff commented on A's brilliance. One of them at pains to ensure I know it wasn't because of who her mum is. They are right of course, she is remarkable and excited to do so many things on offer here. We're kinda back to pre-COVID ways, all the stuff back in and A is making the most of them. The big news is that she got the part in the play that she wanted and for the first time since coming to Malawi, she is playing a female in a school show. She is Eurydice from 'Hadestown' which is one of the main parts. I knew she was getting that part for ages and it was very hard not to tell her. But then I got to tell her and she was so happy she cried. More then when I told her that her cat we left behind in the UK had died, which I also had to do this week. 

A local church has been playing and singing and preaching so loudly all week we sent J to ask them very nicely to turn the volume down. It has felt endless. It was a bit quieter but not enough.

The horrible headteacher at the local primary school, unbelievably is still there and is being even more bullish in her behaviour. All so horrible. 

The cats here in Malawi have been well behaved this week. 

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