As we start our sixth week of living here, things seem to be falling into routine. But that routine is by no means routine compared to my life at home. Monday through Wednesday I wake up and spend the day trying to figure out how to teach history. I seem to be learning as much from them as they are from me, if not more. My teaching is either met with a blank stare saying slow down and stop rambling on about nothing, or an encouraging smile and some hand raising signaling they are interested and understand. I was also approached by a student after school, he told me he had a problem with my class, he said he needed to learn more about the Vietnam War and the Civil Rights Movement.
The routine continues at home for the night when we make dinner. I am actually cooking, something I have never done in my life, with the exception of ramen and eggs. Routine also includes the weekly surfing trip to Muzinberg and perhaps a hike. This week we saw the sunset on Lion’s Head, followed by a nearly full moon. My routine ended this weekend with a Sunset concert at Kirstenbosch Gardens.
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