Correcting a 13 year olds paper on types of natural disasters, these are the responses:
"1. torna-doz
2. mud slide
3.lots of rain for a flood
4.earthquake
5.maybe heart break?"
Talking about the letter B
Me: "What else starts with the letter B"
Lindo: "Butthole?"
Me: "Well yes, that does start with B, but lets think of a word that is english classroom friendly."
Spha: "English people don't have buttholes? MAN I AM GLAD I AM ZULU!"
27 October 2010
12 October 2010
Sure, I'll sign autographs
Awhile back I wrote about a PBS film crew that joined us in South Africa filming a documentary for their program, Visionaries which profiles non profit organizations. Season 16 episode 1602 highlights the Order of St. Augustine and the amazing work the Augustinians do in Philly, South Africa and around the world. It shows clips of our house, the girls school, and me delivering food parcels in the valley. Its a truly beautiful video and I was lucky to have a chance to take part in it!
Hit the big blue play triangle in the middle of the screen, sit back, relax and enjoy.
Its only PSB and I am choking back tears the whole interview making me look ridiculous, but celebrity status starts somewhere right?
If your computer will not let you watch the video via blogger you can try and access it from another computer via the website listed below
http://www.divshare.com/download/11598048-293
Hit the big blue play triangle in the middle of the screen, sit back, relax and enjoy.
Its only PSB and I am choking back tears the whole interview making me look ridiculous, but celebrity status starts somewhere right?
If your computer will not let you watch the video via blogger you can try and access it from another computer via the website listed below
http://www.divshare.com/download/11598048-293
11 October 2010
fancy a lil tug o' war
A few weekends ago we spent a full Saturday at St. Theresa's with the boys for their annual sports day. We arrived and our car was canvassed by a sea of red, green, yellow and blue shirts. On typical days at St. T we assist the boys with their homework. Once homework is complete, if there is time we play with them outside. Saturday we were able shed our authoritative homework helper roles and instead play all day. As soon as the teams began chanting back and forth I reverted back to childhood joined in the friendly fun. I cannot remember the last time that I have laughed more or for such an extended period of time. Watching the boy’s attempt to maneuver an orange around the circle using only their necks and chins was beyond comical.
I felt like a proud mother seeing the older boys demonstrate how to complete each activity to the younger boys; their patience was heartwarming. Watching the two ages bound by string and determination during the three legged race was hysterical.
The field behind the home was turned into an abundance of sack races, cones for soccer dribbling exercises and an obstacle course for jump rope competitions.
The day concluded with a tug of war between the teams and then we all joined together for a BBQ style lunch. Day after day I have found that it is impossible to leave St. Theresa’s without a smile on my face. Because despite whatever horrendous circumstances brought the boys to the home, or however frustrated and impatient they get with me as I explain homework, or however many times I have to remind them that kicking - pinching - hitting - or biting each other is not acceptable - at the end of the day they are a part of a family.
I felt like a proud mother seeing the older boys demonstrate how to complete each activity to the younger boys; their patience was heartwarming. Watching the two ages bound by string and determination during the three legged race was hysterical.
The field behind the home was turned into an abundance of sack races, cones for soccer dribbling exercises and an obstacle course for jump rope competitions.
The day concluded with a tug of war between the teams and then we all joined together for a BBQ style lunch. Day after day I have found that it is impossible to leave St. Theresa’s without a smile on my face. Because despite whatever horrendous circumstances brought the boys to the home, or however frustrated and impatient they get with me as I explain homework, or however many times I have to remind them that kicking - pinching - hitting - or biting each other is not acceptable - at the end of the day they are a part of a family.
07 October 2010
Overheard in the classroom
Me:
"Class do you now understand the difference between then and than or do you have questions"
....silence....
10 year old student:
"Miz Meggie do you understand that if you were black you could dance better and Lil' Wayne and Usher would like you or do you have questions?"
"Class do you now understand the difference between then and than or do you have questions"
....silence....
10 year old student:
"Miz Meggie do you understand that if you were black you could dance better and Lil' Wayne and Usher would like you or do you have questions?"
01 October 2010
A new neighbor
Father Bob has officially movef in as my neighbor in South Africa! The priests my roommates and I surprised him at the airport and even after traveling for 24 hours his smiles and hugs were abundant and his energy plentiful! He was a wonderful friend and neighbor in the Bronx and South Africa and I are both blessed to have him here this year!
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