Wednesday, June 15, 2011

FB status of teenage friends

I have taught kids for some years now - they have enriched my life and I have been blessed by all who crossed my path. As they have moved on (and me too), they have allowed me to remain part of their lives. They allow me in (I think) because I don't pass judgement. I just let them be - a quiet observer. You learn a lot from reading their FB updates.

These were taken on one random day (the kids are South African and between the ages of 15 and 19)


Vani
The Hunger Games.
One of best books I've read in a long time :)

Lesedi
Scenario: Guy's datin girl, Girl kisses other girl. Is that cheating?

Terrence
Ja neh rytng IT on tuesday an its a practical gda no ma codein

Vule
I hate people that say, "He's a nice person once you get to know him." They might as well say, "He's a jerk but you'll get used to it."

JJ
Are Japanese people also called Asians?

Nihaal
I just wanna live. Don't really care about the things that they say. don't really care about what happens to me. I just wanna live.

Badirile
So like black weddings are too much to deal with. My mom rates R50.k is the going rate for magadi. Lol ah watch me marry a Swedish man and keep this shit simple.

Karina
If life gives you melons, you may have dyslexia :]

Rhanii
I set fire to the rain
Watched it pour as I touch your face
Well, it burned while I cried
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name
I set fire to the rain
And I threw us into the flames
When we fell, something died
'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time...

Elise
‎"Big or small, I don't like rabbits. They always look like they're about to say something but they never do".

Raj on Big Bang Theory :) 

Chloe
‎"If I could speak the language of rabbits, they would be amazed and I would be their king... I would be kind to my rabbit subjects... at first.... One day, I hold a great ball for the President of France, but the rabbits don't come. I'm embarrassed so I eat all the lettuce in the world.. and make the rabbits watch..."


Shaylen
is missing the world cup

Shane'
life is actualy pretty complicated sometimes!! Ai

Lesedi (again)
No matter how you look at it, Sex changes things...

Damine
Time to drink!!!!!!!!

Ivana
Most of my day was spent with Kiroshan to help me with maths. I think out of the 6hours I spent with him, only ONE hour was spent on trig. The rest, Talking... Oh but I Love Kiroshan!

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Ahmed loves Cricket

I have written a previous post about Football, which is the Year 6 boys' favourite activity. They would play it every day of the week if given half a chance. Since it invariably ends up close to another Middle East Revolution, I have limited it and introduced other games as well - the Pakistani boys were jubilant when we started with cricket.



We have made some adjustments to the game, to suit our unique circumstances. LBW doesn't count, because we do not have impartial umpires and I don't have the strength for their arguments. We have our own way of dealing with 'wides' and 'no balls' - coz half of them can't bowl. In fact, I don't even distinguish between bowling and throwing, in order to keep the game flowing. We have a high wall directly behind us, so if you hit it across the wall - you're out! But we still play and they enjoy.



Cricket has become almost as exciting as football, just a lot less murderous.  This was last week:

Shoaib:  ”I’m having a wery bad headache.” Crying because his team lost. Kept saying: “I’m the captain and it’s the 4th loss in a row. It’s wery bad”
This week his luck changed: “Vickets are raining!!! Hit the ball man, they’re vasting overs. Celebrations!!!”
(I’ve given up trying to correct the pronunciation of ‘v’ and ‘w’ which he swops around. I now find it endearing.)




Our students are basically either Arabic-speaking, or Urdu-speaking. They do not refer to the latter as such, but rather use the term “non-arabic speakers”.  Though there are many exceptions to the rule, it comes down to Egyptians and Pakistanis. When we have PE, the Arabic speakers all want to play football.  The Non-Arabic speakers all want to play cricket. One should therefore take turns and never allow them the last say. The screaming match could drive you to the brink of insanity, and invariably ends in tears, for whatever reason. Man, they cry easily when they lose. First swearing, then fighting, then tears. And five minutes later, it’s all over and all is forgotten and forgiven. Till the next time.