★ * • 0 Just a quite "normal" day ... ★ * • 0
6.30am The alarm goes , get off my king size bed, on the curtain, from the bath.
7.00am Good Morning Lilli "brrrrum brrrum and go to the Bagel Factory, a cool cafe latte to go and a bagel and Pumpernikel with Bob Marley's tunes go toward school along the sea .... even the way to school is a bit of holiday feeling.
7.30am arrival at the Camps Bay Primary, on the hillside of Camps Bay with views of the sea , behind one of Table Mountain, right next to the Lions Head and the 12 apostles ... well because the teaching does make a lot more fun ... who has the Sea: -)
Camps Bay Primary: A public school, from the 1st - 7 Class. Classes to 30 students, most of way, but 2-5 per class blacks or coloreds. Often the wealthier families to pay the kids from the township school fees because the mothers are domestic servants. Here, every school is not free, there is duty uniform and books themselves must be purchased.
7.45am Every morning for 15 minutes meeting in the staff room with full crew and the boss. It will discuss the daily schedule, the TO DO list abgehagt and our chief thanked us each morning for our arrival and commitment. WOW, I sometimes call appreciation our work and the short 15 minutes will affect the complete cooperation.
8.00am Let's go! LINE UP! All students are lined up in front of the classroom, it is checked, the school uniform, hair and fingernails, and controls the from the classroom. Sorry boys, no hair longer than your ears :-)
10.00am First break, after 4 half-hour lessons
10.30am ; Continue with chalk, books and various tasks. The doors are also open to teaching and it is torn here and there, even a little joke, not much different than ours.
12.30am Second Break, Tux Shop Time . Parents sell sandwiches, Hot dogs, cookies, muffins, hot, shock, and of course biltong :-)
is at 1.00pm The third lesson of 4 hours.
2.20pm School is out! Either you are now involved in football or netball, or you have After Care, Homework Class or just free.
My day is too long to not over ... it works Lilli. With a sly smile my little Italian Antonio stands at the gate, then my Sommersprossenübersähter Jason, then Scott Dacota my dreaming and my 21-year old last Laxola time sitting and standing.
Verena the "flying teacher" .... na Verena or rather the "furious teacher" in the purple beetle!
FEIERABEND - and those are the best! Either a cold Hunters Dry on the beach, sunset view, or take a trip in Ashanti, or a dinner date, ne Comedy Night, Open Mic, sometimes in the output ('d say my Swiss Sissi now) or just to see my Syndey Street Eleven Family, where cooking, watch DVD's or simply just fall into bed and then some Facebook ...
Good Night Cape Town, good night my dream!
satisfied ... and I fall asleep, because I know I wake up tomorrow morning again and am still in Cape Town ★ * • 0
schoolyard
Lions Head
staff room
And another day , which makes it so rewarding to torture in the morning out of bed ....
The following pictures were taken when a colleague asked me if I would like disabled children in a poor school, in the Gangster of Hanover Park / Cape Town, to teach German Football Songs. Well let something I do not ask me but twice. Thanks Andy for your help!
A day in the heart of the remains, touching moments with children covered here simply duch the screen as 'disabled' is not easy, let us say so, there is simply no funds and resources.
children who smile at you with a smile to me by my "golden" hair stroke, look at you with big eyes and expectant ausqetschen up with questions about Germany.
Germany's go, let's go!
6 more days and then the vuvuzelas not ceased to blow!
am about life and will report busy!
Bafana Bafana ... Welome to the Country of Smile ★ * • 0
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