Skool’s Out

I’ve never been to keen on guided tours and lectures.

Locked up abroad.

The Robben Island tour was full of them. If the tour guide told me that I was free to explore the prison to my liking, I would have enjoyed the experience a bit more. It’s not that I wasn’t interested, it’s just when I’m getting lectured my mind goes to La La Land. I’ve always been that way. A downfall of mine perhaps? Now that I’ve seen the island Nelson Mandela was imprisoned on for years, I can say I’m glad I went. However, it’s definitely not a highlight of my Africa adventure. If you are a history buff, then I highly recommend it. Obviously, I am no buff of history.

The main prison on Robben Island.

After we left the island, we took a cab to Timbuktu Cafe, an Ethiopian restaurant on Long Street. The inside of the restaurant had a “tree house” feel to it and it seemed to only have one server for the entire restaurant, albeit a small one. I ordered a Kifto, chopped beef served with veggies and some kind of bread. I knew this meal would be special when the waiter came and told us “The food is ready. Will everyone please wash their hands.”

Timbuktu Cafe

I’ve never been told to wash my hands by a stranger before. Our waiter delivered our food. I didn’t realize we didn’t have any utensils and apparently we didn’t need them. They eat with their hands here. I suppose it’s an Ethiopian tradition. We used the bread, which looked like a flat sponge, to scoop up the food. It was actually quite tasty.

It’s the last week of school in Cape Town before the holiday starts. It stinks because we are at the point where we know a good chunk of the kids and they know us. I actually look forward to seeing them everyday, especially my favorites. There are seven students in particular that have clamped onto me since day one and I claimed them as mine. Conroy, Lewon, Deano, Limbo, Jayden, Gadija, and Ashwin. They all range from grade one to grade five. Is it bad that I bought them candy and not any other kid? Of course I gave it to them in secret but it’s almost impossible to do it without other kids running up to you begging for candy. I also bought pencils for my grade one class I have been in the past week. They either lost or broke them within the first ten minutes though. Since finals are done and students typically take it easy this week, all the first graders have been watching Barney for the past few days. I was able to set up Miss Jacobs computer and speakers to make it all possible. Miss Jacobs is one of the grade one teachers, who is very nice and often would leave me with the kids. Which I didn’t mind at all. On my last day at the school, I bought her a cake from the grocery. I told her I would try to visit her and the school when I return to South Africa in August.

I never described to you guys about the school’s computer program. When I first arrived in South Africa, I was originally supposed to teach the kids basic computer knowledge. I was very excited. But then I saw their “computer lab”…

This is the much hyped computer lab.

Their lab consisted of only two working computers. Both without internet access. Also the lab was inside a shipping container that was used for storage so there was barely any room to move. The computers were also outdated and slow. It was pathetic. It’s nothing like what was initially described to me. Essentially, the program doesn’t exist yet. However, the school is in the process of constructing a new lab inside the main building. It’s a slow process but I’m excited for the finished product. Unfortunately, I won’t be here long enough to see it.

I’m going to miss the kids here at the Christian Primary. The most corrupted games of Duck Duck Goose I have ever seen, the “Peel Banana” song, hiding from them in the shipping container on certain days, the tournaments, playing soccer and frisbee, and even the smell of dry urine on them.

Camille!

Actually, I won’t miss the stench from these kids haha! I wish I could take them all home so they can get a proper shower and a fresh new garb of clothes. Even without that, these are some of the happiest kiddos I have ever seen. 🙂

Chris and the kids.
The grade 3 class…I think.
This was a part of my life at the Primary. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
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Author: Adventure Born

I'm Daniel. A cereal lovin', traveling machine from Michigan on a solo journey around the world, documenting and sharing my unexpected tales from abroad. My aim is to inspire people like YOU to discover your very own adventures. The world is truly too big not to explore it!

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