Rewards and Frustrations of Teaching

I’ve been teaching and working at the schools for six weeks now, walking up to seven miles a day while rotating between the schools. Teaching has been going very well, but at first it was overwhelming. The first class I taught had over 120 students in it, the principal wanted grades 4 through 7 to attend the first class. I had not prepared for that many students and had to improvise my lesson. I talked to the principal after class and we agreed that I would just teach lifeskills to 6th and 7th grades, still close to 50 students, but much more manageable. The kids are very receptive and ask a lot of questions. The younger students have trouble with English, but luckily at the two primary schools at least one teacher attends my class and is able to translate (while at the same time learning how to teach lifeskills themselves). At the secondary school the teachers are much less involved, but the students are more advanced and have been really great. Lifeskills covers the topics of HIV/AIDS, self-empowerment, gender, reproductive health, etc. I often sound like a cliché after school special, overly simplifying everything so that the students can understand. One of my classes was on self-esteem, for the next week kids in my village would come up to me and say “I love myself!” I’m not sure if they understood, but it was nice to hear. I think the most progress I’ve made is with the anonymous question box. In it students admit to not understanding a concept from class or ask questions about AIDS. Some of the questions are really tough and heartbreaking. I got one this week where a girl said when she told her boyfriend/husband that she was HIV positive he beat her and asked what she should do. I feel like I am helping these kids, but there is a big difference between teaching them to know what they should do and actually having them do it.

I’ve had mixed results with my teachers’ workshops. Probably the most frustrating week I’ve had so far was after leading two teacher workshops where only half the teachers showed up (even though they were all on school grounds) and only one out of three or five paid any attention. These teachers are in the best position to help the students and it was upsetting to feel like they just didn’t care. But I had one amazing teachers’ workshop where all but one of the teachers showed up, not only did they pay attention they actually took notes and asked questions. This was at the school where the teachers seem to care the most, but ironically also beat the most. While I was explaining the lifeskills no-beating, positive reinforcement strategies the teachers asked if it would work in all of their classes as well. They are going to try not beating and using the lifeskills classroom management techniques. It might take a while to actually work, but it was really exciting to be a part of such a positive change.

The Buildings of Maliba Burn

It looks like it’s snowing again at Maliba Lodge, but its in the 80s F. Three are constant flurries of ash falling from a huge wildfire that burned on and off for the past week. It’s depressing to look at the mountains that were green and covered with trees are now charred and in some places still smoldering. It’s the end of the dry season, so a small fire quickly caught and spread until entire mountains were on fire. I was not at the lodge for the first couple of days, when the fires were the worst. The staff, with many people helping from my village, fought the fires without sleeping or resting for three days. It burned down three staff houses and got alarmingly close to the lodge. In some places the thatch roof caught fire, but was quickly put out. Some of the patios of the guest houses burned. It was very lucky that the lodge didn’t burn down. They say that the fires are out now, but there are still many spots on the mountains where smoke is still rising, a week after the fires first started. IT burned most of Maliba’s land and a lot of Tsehlanyane national park. It even spread to the mountain beside my village. I was told that the fire was too hard to reach up in the mountain to fight. I was scared and ready to evacuate, but none of the villagers seemed worried though.

The first news I had of the fire was when I was getting back from a grocery trip to the closest town. My host sister came running up to me and said “the buildings of Maliba burn!” I looked in the direction of Maliba Lodge, over 5km away and blocked by several mountains, but I could still see huge clouds of smoke and large flames on one of the further mountains. It was shocking and really sad. In some places the only green things left are the firebreaks that the fire easily leapt over. And in a national park where some of the plants are only found in these mountains, it is especially depressing. But nobody was hurt, and it could have been much, much worse. What we need is some rain, to finally and completely put the fire out, and to help start things regrowing and to turn the mountains green again.