Right, so Friday I had my assessment. This proved rather tricky as I had never taught this class before, they didn’t know me etc. and I had them for maths. The class didn’t go amazingly well and I felt as though the children didn’t engage with me. I assume this is because I am new, they don’t know me etc…I always freak out when I have assessments and Friday was no exception…I thought I was going to lose it completely…However when I had my review at the end of the day they were very complimentary about my lesson and said I had done a good job with the children and that I would definitely have a position at the school. Yey!
Saturday, I went on a mission to find a local beach. Having lived in Durban for so long, it has really spoilt me with beach visits nearly every afternoon and I really wanted that when I moved here. The beach was beautiful in its own special way. You can see islands a short distance away floating in the sea amidst private yachts and things. It didn’t take me long to discover that this beach was veeeerryy local. I stood out like….well, like a Blonde in Thailand. I felt like some of the kids there have never seen a white person before by the way they stared at me but I was on a mission and I went on my walk and explored the local market and well, was stared at… The beaches are very different in this area.
The sand is almost muddy like a dam and the beaches are covered (this is not an exaggeration) in rocks, black periwinkles and lava rock. Judging from the local fisherman, the sea is about calf-deep up to 3 or 4 km’s out. The water is warm – a little too warm for comfort and no one swims there and seeing as I was already standing out to such a degree, I decided not to swim and become a fully-fledged “crazy white girl that comes to Thailand and tries to swim among the fishing nets in calf-deep water”. Yes, the locals are sort-of friendly but you also know when it’s not your area. On my way home, I spotted some semi-touristy looking markets and shops with postcards. Up until then, you have to realise I haven’t seen anything like this apart from Patong… Phuket town is very local and clearly doesn’t have many of us ‘farangs’ (foreigners) around. So, I stored that in my memory bank of ‘things to do’…
So….on Sunday, I headed back in the direction I’d been in the day before…I went shopping…with no money! I did have to buy a ‘King’s shirt’ though…This is a yellow polo shirt with the King of Thailand’s emblem embroidered over the breast. Just about everyone in Thailand wears the King’s shirt on a Monday and if you don’t have one, a yellow one will do. Now, although this sounds silly – you must know how you feel when you arrive up on a Monday morning and everyone in the country is wearing a yellow shirt and you’re not! So, that was one thing I had to spend money on…it was also great to see all the curios and touristy things one can buy.
Yesterday I was told I finally have a class that I would be a homeroom teacher for Grade 2! I think I’m the last teacher to be assigned but I climbed into my classroom at 2pm yesterday cringed at the mess and immediately began scrubbing, scratching, cleaning and doing everything I can for these few days before school starts to get things looking half decent… I was happy with my progress by the time I left and was sure I had just enough time to get things sorted before Monday. This morning in my meeting with other Grade two teachers, I discovered that the guy, who didn’t rock up yesterday and whose class they allocated me to, decided to rock up today so I now don’t have a class anymore. T.I.T! I am getting really annoyed but trying to keep my cool. They cannot guarantee anything but they’re sure I’ll have my own class by next term (March!!!!)