First day at school & work...and I still vague as to what I shall be spending my time doing. Frankly, my head isn't really in Doctor space right now, far more a tummy full of butterflies for the girls' start at school. They all seem to be more excited than nervous, but I'm feeling more anxious than any of their previous first days at school. Hoping I'm a serene mama on the outside!
We visited SG (as R has dubbed her) at the convent today - a peaceful haven of flowered gardens and an equally haven like school. I suspect it is the opposite of calm once filled with 600 children.
They start school aged 7 in Tanzania, so B technically should be going to the preschool, but SG has thoughtfully suggested she go into Standard 1 so that she will be in the same building as her sisters for lunch & playtimes. She's going to be negotiating long drop squat toilets, school exams on her first day and ugali for lunch; she's made of tough stuff that girl, but even I find negotiating dry knickers on a long drop tricky!!
The hospital car has kindly agreed to be their school transport for the first week or so, until we have a chance to check out the school bus (which even SG has her qualms about). I should mention (as I don't think I have already) is a Welsh Catholic nun. We couldn't have wished for a more welcoming headmistress to put us all at our ease - though by self admission she says she has a fierce bark.
The girls are ready to start counting cats....SG thinks 20...we suspect more with the number of kittens in her office....of which these are just a few....
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