Idle Talk I’m going to start this e-mail in a typical Namibian fashion: Greetings colleagues. So-o, I don’t really have anything to say…it’s only that…[insert 2 hour meeting about “nothing” here]. But really, not much is happening around here. It’s hot—high of 103F today. HIV/AIDS club is going along somewhat haphazardly. The teacher I’m doing it with, my “counterpart” doesn’t seem too committed so I’m mostly doing it alone. Classes are going fairly well with my 11th graders. They alternate between surprising me with how smart they are and then how “intellectually challenged” they are. I’m pretty ready to be finished with the grade 9s. Now that the weather is so hot, nobody wants to be in class, myself included. But at least the 9th graders continue to entertain me. In the English book, we’re doing a little unit on lightning laws (ie, how to not die in the summer). So I’m thinking, what can I do with these kids and lightning? I’ve got it! I’ll have them make up songs about lightning. Somehow, the dumber the idea, the better it works. So today, in small groups, the learners all got up and sang or rapped about the lightning laws such as “Don’t stand in water” “Avoid metal objects” and “Stay away from the telephone.” Some were pretty terrible, a few were good, and all were hilarious. *** When I was walking home from school today, one of my ninth grade boys ran up behind me, “Miss! Miss!” “Yes, Shaanika?” “Miss, do you want to buy a chicken?” “What would I do with a chicken?” “Miss, you eat it!” “Is it alive?” “Yes, but I can kill it for you.” “Will you also take the feathers off?” “Yes.” “Why do you want to sell me a chicken?” “Miss, to get money.” “What do you need money for?” “To buy things.” “Like what?” “To buy our needs.” “Like what?” “Miss, our needs.” “Okay, I will talk to Mr. Zac.” *** Since I apparently don’t spend enough time with my students already, I decided to start a Palaver Club. What’s a “palaver” you ask? Well, it has a multitude of definitions, depending on which dictionary you consult. Here are a few of my favorites: 1. Loud and confused and empty talk I advertised the club to just my 11th graders, by saying I was a wealth of completely useless information and ideas, and if anyone would like to sit around and idly talk rapidly and incessantly about them, they should join my club. To apply, they just had to make a list of at least 10 questions starting with WHY? I got a response from 21 of the best and brightest (mostly from 11B and 11C; probably because I “forgot” to tell 11A). The questions ranged from truly inquisitive to smart aleck. Here’s a sampling (I’ve left all errors fully in tact):
*** Like I said, I don’t really have anything to say. Stay happilly everyone! Love, Sera
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