Friday, 30 May 2008

SATs in the City

The marking's not that bad really...
you just need to look for the
subordinating connectives,
prepositional phrases,
simple adverbials,
and the rest.

Hmmm...

The teacher's test.

Friday, 23 May 2008

Fever

Chayo and I have been struck down by a blight of sickness, just as I was thinking we'd got through the year.

His fever seems to have come down now and he's ok, but was pretty miserable yesterday. I am with an annoying headache still but just glad the migraines, vomiting and other nasty things have finished... fingers crossed.

Friday, 25 April 2008

Update



Sorry I've been a bit off the radar recently...

So, Osiris is much better - starting to walk again and catch up with her university work.

Chayo is fine; obsessed with Pokemon, swimming, and all superheroes. He's growing fast and learning to read: mum, dad, dog, cat...

School is good generally. When I'm on top of things my class are great.

As for me... I'm
* trying to be patient with all the kids in my life (24 + 1)
* reading lots
* spending time with my friends in the countryside
* thinking about what I'll miss when I leave here
* wondering how it will feel to be back in England in a couple of months



Wednesday, 12 March 2008

Hit and Run

Yesterday crossing the busy road by my house, on her way to university Osiris got hit by a car.

She was thrown into the air, lost her shoes, bag and homework strewn across the road. The people driving the car sped off.

She's now in hospital with broken leg, broken ribs and a pretty bashed up face, under observation... fingers crossed no internal injuries.

Tuesday, 12 February 2008

Living Dangerously

In such a small country - only 6 million people - it seems wrong...

I've only actually ever seen 5 dead bodies in my life.
All of them in El Salvador.
Two different ones this week.

Lying there on the road.
They don't seem to cover them up here. Don't know why.
Maybe lack of white sheets.

Traffic accidents mainly...

Maids

Women in El Salvador can virtually be divided into two groups. Those who have maids and those who are maids.

It’s a word that I don’t think I’d ever said until living here. In Spanish it’s muchacha meaning young girl, but the translation used at my school is ‘maid’.

It doesn’t sit easily.

A recent Healthy Eating letter from Chayo’s teacher said “Please inform maids so we can work together to give your children the healthy start they need”. !!!

Maids earn about £4-6 a day, or £70-120 a month, for working incredibly long hours cooking, cleaning and looking after children, often only visiting their families in the countryside twice a month. Many of them are young girls or young women with babies or children of their own who they have left in the care of relatives. It’s common for middle class families to have more than one maid. I think all the children in my class live in homes with maids.

It’s another world.

You are my sunshine

All week they’d been acting a little weird but on the morning of 14th February there was complete hysteria in the classroom. “You have to go to Mr Santamaria’s room at lunchtime” they said giggling and whispering. “And please leave our classroom door open”.

So I did as I was told, and when given the instruction went back to my room.

24 nine year olds jumped out hooting “SURPRISE”, hugged me madly, then broke into song: “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy…”.

I looked around the room: the cut out hearts decorating the walls, chairs and tables all carefully moved into position, the fizzy drinks, the cake that read “Thanks for being a great teacher”, the music teacher who’d been commandeered to play the guitar…

I wiped a tear from my eye.
Dia de l’Amistad, Friendship Day, El Salvador.