A better day

For the second day in a row I have been able to wear a summer dress and today it was so lovely I did cheer up a bit.  I worked at home most of the morning, filled a plastic bag with woodshavings and enjoyed the walk to work. The shavings have three purposes, to be put in the apple ditches for the Hugelkultur, to be used in the lucky dip that I am making for our end of term fundraising event and for the year 0 children to glue onto paper to make letters. An activity that I am pleased to say worked very well. For once they got lots of applause, they remember chunks of the alphabet song, are very good with Head Shoulders Knees and Toes, remembered some earlier songs from right at the start such as Twinkle, Twinkle and they remembered lots of colours and  they listened well to the Elmer story, they like it when I do lots of voices for the animals and then the wood shaving pic. And what was nice at the end, and I think that this says a lot about Kyrgyz children and what is considered important here they tidied up the wood shavings without anyone asking them to. In fact it probably wouldn't have even occurred to me to do it and so they put me to shame.

Year 1 I did some blend work and one little girl immediately got what I was after which was great so that helped all the others - they had to spot the blend in a word from this years book. But the CD getting stuck meant the alphabet ended at WWWWW.did not help. I did a little bit of videoing to try and capture some of the day, as in a few days this will be all over.  I still might be back, but who knows.  One of my other colleagues handed in her notice today, she will be off to work in sales in Saudi Arabia, so even if I come back despite things seeming timeless it will be different next time. The video is of some of her children being unusually quiet on a visit to my office.

Then I had to teach two Kruski groups together so got them to read the play version of Last of the Mohicans together.  Pretty good that they can do that.  Then home before then rain, only to get a lift with a coach of new tourists staying the night - a familiar guide and another group of intrepid septuagenarian antipodeans, so good food tonight guaranteed.