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Dear Moms!
This next blog finds us all well, despite a weekend where many of us turned as green as the creamy-whipped-spinach we ate for lunch on Saturday. That night was a long night for most of us, although the lucky few with their own unique strategies, managed to get a full night of beauty sleep. Strategy #1 - Stick to familiar KFC-like chicken legs and avoid the green stuff (Jaime). Strategy #2 – Develop a hearty resistance to any baddies lurking in your food and joyfully embrace a large rich portion of greens (Beruk & Ronel). Strategy #3 – Avoid carbs at all cost, unless presented with any edible form of mucus (Erik). The alternative analysis of what happened, however, is much more exciting. You see, the woman who prepared the creamy-whipped-spinach, also owns a funeral parlour. Culturally, the man who slaughters the goat (symbolizing the spirit of the person who died), is not permitted to attend the funeral for fear of bad spirits transferring to the food that has been prepared. Unfortunately, when news spread that a number of people had become sick following the creamy-whipped-spinach lunch, rumours then started to spread that bad spirits had entered our food. Luckily, further gossip was nipped in the bud through discussion with the local chief, although we are still nibbling cautiously at our lunches this week. Basically, you never know….
Otherwise, greetings from Limpopo Province! On Friday night, we drove three hours north from Johannesburg to a beautiful riverside lodge, just past the town of Groblersdal. The place we are staying overlooks a wide river filled with hippos and crocs but other than a boat trip during the Sunday sunset, most of our time here is spent traveling past the orange groves to Groblersdal and then on to the smaller town of Motetema, for this week’s professional development program (PDP). The program, which consists of innovative sessions for educators on Early Childhood Development, Numeracy & Literacy, 21st Century Skills and Digital Arts for young learners, is based on months of work by Maskew Miller Longman (MML), Pearson Education, and the Pearson Foundation, and was launched last week in Johannesburg, Gauteng province, South Africa.
The week in Gauteng was a great success. The PF team was joined by MML representatives from Cape Town and Gauteng, Longman reps from Nigeria (Femi) and Tanzania (Belinda), Pearson reps from UK (Michael and Duncan) and expert facilitators for three of the programs (Mariam, Jenny and Vanessa). My personal highlight was the Family Book Night. Preparations included visiting five different schools and taking pictures of the sweetest kids holding random objects followed by late nights huddled in our room working out how to print the stickers of the kids holding the random objects. Those evenings, conversations were pretty basic, with the main line of dialogue being, “He is SO cute!!”, “She is SO cute!”, “Ah, I love her!”, “Ah, look at her smile, she’s SO cute!”, “He is hilarious! Look at Busi’s smile!”, “Ah, she’s doing a Busi!”, Ah, he is SO cute!”, “Ah, she is SO cute!”…(See the Shutterfly link to the right). Ronel performed an amazing logistics feat to get everything else ready, and then the whole community came to attend a wonderfully lively family book-reading night as well as graduation of some of the PDP participants. On the Friday we held a Movie Premier afternoon, with the cool young students sharing their Sara movies and then the ‘old’ people (teachers – ha, love it!) proudly sharing their Movie-Maker extravaganzas.
So far this week, things here in Limpopo are going well; lots of hard work during the day, and evenings spent by the river, listening to the cicadas and frogs, and trying to save Erik and Ben from likely death-by-hippo if they were to row row row the rowing boat into the darkness of nighttime… Erik has developed a fanciful new language, named by Jaime as ‘Germanskin’ or by Beruk as ‘Jah-Man-ski’. By day, Erik claims to speak English with a New York accent while by night he transforms his own style of Afrikaans-German-totalnonsensense-ness and spends hours in hot political debates with Krista, the Afrikaans-speaking lodge owner who is fond of pink. Fortunately, Ronel is able to translate this elusive language. Krista very much enjoys Erik’s attention and adorably, Erik ‘gets into the moment’. We’ve also had Ben’s measurements taken (long story but in summary – fiancĂ©e Staci on the phone with Ben asking for Tuxedo measurements…we heard one side of the conversation…and then Mariam asking, “What measurement must be taken before the wedding? Ha...), and yep... we’ve done the Macarena!
We will be here until the end of the week, and then all of us are flying back to Cape Town. Half of us will remain in our new Cape Town home, whilst the other half of the team will fly home to the US. During our brief separation, Benyamini Don (yep, Ben) will marry his beloved, and from those of us who will be there, and those who will only be there in our hearts, we wish you and Staci a beautiful life of love together.
Keep it real. One Love.