First day of school

I will post about my first night as soon as I find the words to describe it!

First day in school

Today was the first time to go to school and teach. I woke up at 630 and got fully ready. I hung out with the kids for awhile and then talked with one of the teachers. He explained that everyone learned by repetition and drill. 

I had my breakfast of rice and potatoes. Finally around 930 we finally walked to school. Amish akash and Anita were all dressed  in their uniforms. When we got to the school I met the other teachers. They were dressed in beautiful red outfits. The principal gave me a schedule f each class I would visit.

Assemble came first sinc it was a nice day outside. The kids lined up and soon started to experience the different children from

Different families. One girl stood out the most. She was a kindergarten girl with running black eyeliner and a gold nose ring. She stood their in the school skirt and shirt uniform with big eyes looking at me. She looked so shocked and amazed and never took her eyes off of me.

Once I went intothe classroom the day becomes a blur. students constantly shouting out, crawling in tables, teacher slapping students and throwing chalk at them, students hitting each other all while they learn subjects in English that is totally mispronounces.

It was enough to make any teacher want to throw up. They don't know any better and are trying their best. It seemed thy every teacher wanted me in their classroom to perform a miracle. But I can't! It is impossible to perform a miracle in such a short time. My best hope as I see it is to try to educate the teachers more than the students. I an trying but I feel a bit defeated.

The school is a mess. Each classroom is not bugger than a small bedroom with rundown thin tables for desks. The students cram in and have one small chalk board at the front. The floor is dirty broken concrete and the walls are brick slammed together with dirty paint slopped on. The walls have blak marks child height from unwashed students rubbing against them all day long. It is eboguh to sink re strongest heart.

Then condition of the students is disgusting. All come unwashed and dirty, most don't have washed clothes let alone ones that fit, and some do not have shoes. I spent m day laughing and crying inside because their hearts are so large. 

I talked with the principle about painting some cartoons in the wall. I think it would be more benicfical for me to do that than try to change then all by teaching. If I can correct the skills of the teachers that will be education that continues while I am gone. If I can bring some sunshine into the classroom then that brightness will also continue!

If any one would like to donate to this school please let me know! They can se very penny and it is very cheap to buy things here. For example our principal makes 147 dollars in a year! He has been saving for a while and finally has 100 dollars saved up. Unreal!!!

I hope that I am doing some good here. Part of me wants to give up! A huge part if me wants to joint my friends in the city where there is safe water, a toilet, Internet, phone serice, most of all a shower. I really want to but how do I kook my host family in the eye and say that I am leaving? I can't. I need to suffer and ride this thing out because in the end I will be going home to a luxurious life. A life that they only dream about here and say they know will never come home. So as much as it's killing me to make this promise right now I will not quit, I will make sure I make it to the end.

Ps I can here something running under my bed eeeee

Ps again I hate it. This is the hardest thing ever. I don't have clean water, a shower, Internet, phone, and the toilet is a hole in the floor! I'm counting down the days to get the heck outta here!