A VERY interesting plane ride


May 30, 2010 A VERY interesting plane ride!!

This morning was departure day, nothing crazy. Five of the girls were leaving at 4:30am for their 6:30am flight, which I obviously got up for. A few of us had decided to have a slumber party the night before so we were all in one room with the beds pushed together. Lots of fun!!

Anyways, I headed back to bed about 5:30am and didn't get up till 8am to leave for my 10:30am flight to St. Martin. That flight was nothing out of the ordinary, up, level, down. Basic flying really and it was only 30 minutes! The St. Martin airport is nestled up a fantastic little beach that had amazing views of all the airplanes landing. Kurt and I spent a little time there on our way to Antigua, but we hadn't packed bathing suits, so this time we were prepared. Kurt really wanted to see the 747 land (I dunno, som
e big plane lol). We planned to only be at the beach for 2 hours, so to leave plenty of time to get through security at the airport. You would think that 2 hours would be a short time in the comparison of skin exposure (especially after an entire month spent in Antigua). Well, not so much, I didn't burn once while in Antigua, but 2 hours in St. Martin and I look like a lobster (or tomato, take your pick). And yes it hurts a lot.

This is where the interesting part begins. I hadn't had much to eat, a can of manderine oranges and a fruit bar, in addition, I hadn't had anything to drink. While on the beach I was feeling VERY thirsty so I bought a bottle of water and finished it right away. Once on the airplane, I bought a sandwich and had two glasses of water. Here I am thinking I'm taking good care of myself, listening to my body, drinking water, etc. Well...apparently I hadn't had enough to drink. About half way through the flight I began to feel sick to my stomach, almost like motion sickness. Things started to sound really far away and I couldn't focus on anything. I thought I just needed to sleep it off like I had on the ferry ride to Montserrat. Ne
xt thing I know I think I'm about to upchuck my lunch, I'm fumbling for a baggie, Kurt sitting next to me is telling me to breath calmly into the bag and then everything goes black. I thought I had fallen asleep again, but apparently I passed out. Kurt was trying to wake me up by calling my name and pushing me...a minute or so later I come too, completely disorientated but feeling sicker than I ever have. Hot and cold all over.

I begin to make my way to the back of the plane where everyone is moving out of the way for me. I ask for a cold towel or something (Kurt suggested this one - he's good to have around in a near crisis situation). They immediately sit me down and give me water to drink and a cold towel.
I instantly start to feel better but at this point they have to file a report. They pull out the oxygen tank and I actually get to use those little oxygen masks that are in the demos! To make a long story short, they had to call a doctor and take my pulse (which was extremely low) and determined it was a combination of sun, lack of water, and the altitude change. I felt a little embarrassed that all this attention was being showered on me, but the WestJet staff was incredible! They were super kind and helpful. They gave me lots of water, a free blanket and a lot of TLC. And, as a total bonus, they let me keep the oxygen mask for my scrapbook!


Arriving in Toronto was fine, neither Kurt nor I made our connections (it was unlikely to start). So we were both faced with spending the night in the airport. I had thought that I would be able to be on the other side, check in and what not, but that wasn’t the reality. The only hotel attached to the airport was the Sheraton, fearing a very expensive night, Kurt came through again. Because he is a WestJet employee, he gets bargains everywhere. Thank-goodness because we got a room for $99 as opposed to $270!!!


The luxury thus began. We went for a lovely swim in the pool. It was empty too, a complete bonus. We both got FREE WiFi (was $10 for 24 hours min. in the airport). Currently we are sitting at the bar, eating a delicious pizza and enjoying WiFi at 12am Toronto time. The beds are amazing (I say beds because we were able to get two double beds, which are fit for a queen!). Considering that it will cost us each $50, it is money well spent. But, I am off to bed now. It has been a long and exhausting day. Full of ups and downs and crazy adventures. I cannot believe that my time in Antigua is over and I am back in my own country (just the other side of it). I have fully enjoyed my time and am looking forward to the next phase of life. Which includes, GRADUATION in two weeks, VBS camp and working at the church, full time nannying, and waiting for the results of my application to PDP at SFU. It is all in God’s hands and I am excited for every moment that is to come

Two VERY jam-packed days! Sorry for the over kill!




May 26, 2010 And the Games Go On…

Day two of Unity games was awesome! We went to Five Islands and J.T. Ambrose, both on the western side of the island. These were the only two schools that I hadn’t seen before, they weren’t in our van for drop offs and we hadn’t passed them at any point during our journeys so it was really nice to see the schools and the beautiful children that attend them.

Five Islands was our first stop at 9am where we prepared for a large group. The school is huge (same as Jennings) and they had to cut the grade 1s and Kindergartners because there simply wasn’t enough room for all of them. There was about 175 students out on the field going from station to station. Today my station was #3 and I worked with Sarah on the Disability Awareness. I really enjoyed the station, but it was difficult because the students talked at lot. There were also tons of them at one station so we had to rush through things in order for all the students to go through the obstacle course.

I felt like pulling my hair out sometimes because they just didn’t want to listen, or they couldn’t hear because they were commenting to each other. Yet, at times we had a really good talk about what disabilities were and how we can show compassion with a disability. I’m learning that a lot of these students don’t know the common language we do. We asked them was a disability was and they thought it had to do with discipline. I couldn’t believe it they really had no clue what some of the words we were talking about meant. It did feel like a larger success because we did get through the games and had some opportunity to talk about our experiences.

While driving to our next school I ate lunch. Today was special because I had cooked Mr. Noodles the night before and chilled them in the fridge. I then added some steamed vegetables and soya sauce to the noodles and packed them with me as a cold stir fry. It was super tasty and it filled me right up! I was sure drinking a lot of warm water though, anything to keep the thirst at bay.

J.T. Ambrose was a fantastic school. Not that the others weren’t good, this group was broken up into smaller chunks and they had to leave out K-grade 2 which was really hard for the teachers, but necessary because the games would run more smoothly. I was partnered with Shelsea again and we ran the Cross the Volcano station. It was fun and I was glad to be at a more active station. Because the group sizes were so much smaller we were able to feel lots of success as the students interacted with each other and ourselves. They were answering our questions and going deeper by thinking beyond themselves. It was so encouraging and to see them so excited when they reached the end of the course, they just loved it! After each group went through, we were so thrilled it went so well.

After school we met up with Peticia Spencer, who was the women that took Alex and I to church each week. She is recently retired and the former head of the state college. She wanted to through a beach BBQ because she loves what we’re doing. We changed and got ready for the beach at the college and when she arrived with caravanned to the unknown location. When we pulled in we couldn’t believe the sight of the beach. The water was turquoise and just stunning. It is a private beach, only for locals so she snuck us in there. Because it was a local beach, there were TONS of seashells! I filled an entire sock up with shells to bring home. I am looking forward to adding them to my collection.

She made BBQ’ed chicken, potato salad, green salad, bread, and an assortment of juices and pop. It was lovely. The food tasted FANTASTIC and I was just happy to eat food that tasted home-made. Not to mention that the water was fantastic. It was great to swim and cool off. A few of us played pool games that Kaitlyn teaches her swimming lessons class. It was a great day! I can’t wait till tomorrow because we finally head to Jennings. I miss my kids lots and I’m looking forward to seeing them again. I am blown away at how fast this trip has gone. I have learned so much about myself, how I teach and how to work with others. I don’t want it to end, but at the same time, I am ecstatic to start putting what I’ve learned into practice at home.


May 27, 2010 My UNITY Games

The day hasn’t started, but the air is filled with anticipation (at least for me). It’s 7:30am and my roommates are still sleeping. I am on the “early bus” to Jennings today so I can finish painting our mural and then begin to prepare for Unity Games. I am so excited to see my students again, I miss them terribly and I cannot begin to imagine how I am going to feel after I leave them permanently for Canada. Why must there be such a vast ocean and land mass between us? This experienced has changed me from the inside out. My heart is filled with more compassion and understanding. I see a greater need than my own and I believe that good can be done – there is always room for improvement. I am excited about life. Not to mention I have a fantastic tan happening! This is going to be a great day, stay tuned for all the JUCIEY details

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What a whirlwind of emotions. Being at Jennings was so great today. I have missed my students more than I had realized and I was so glad to be back. We were able to finish painting our mural before morning prayers began; Pam painted the lettering and I did the grass. It looks awesome. I hope they all remember that they were a part of something spectacular. During prayers, the teachers and students did a little presentation for us. They gave each of us (Ms Bay, Ms Bolla, and myself) a tote bag. It is made of potato sack material and has a painted island of Antigua on one side and a beach scene on the other. It truly is lovely. That was the beginning of the water works. At that time we said our goodbyes to the rest of the school and dismissed all but the grades 4-6.

What was also so special about our school was that the teachers allowed us to take the grade 6’s. They are studying for an exam that will determine which type of school they continue on to. It is a huge deal and they have been studying for it for a long time and the big day is coming up soon, so for their teachers to release them for an entire morning is just fantastic. As much as we would have loved to have the entire school out, some 250 students isn’t reasonable. So, we decided, in order to have a smooth games, we needed to reduce class sizes. We broke the three grades into their 3 house teams: Green, Yellow, and Burgundy. From there, we divided them up as best we could into two teams of each color. What was great about this method was the fact that we had all three grades working together. It was very encouraging to see and I am glad that Pam and I made that decision. At each station, our teachers (my peers) were saying how well behaved they were, that they were amazing and that this was the best day yet. I felt so proud, like these were my children and I was showing them off.

They rotated perfectly and participated. It was simply amazing!!! I was very proud of how they handled themselves. We said our goodbyes one more time and then I started bawling. I told them that the reason I was crying is that I know that I am going to miss them and I have loved being their teacher. When I finished they all clapped, a very humbling moment indeed. Oh how I am going to miss J.P.S.

Next on our list was Paras Primary (my roommate Kailtlyn teaches here). Their school was much smaller and only excluded the Kindergarten and the grade 1’s simply because they do not have the capacity to critically think yet. Anyways, it was hot as usual and we were dripping wet with sweat (eww I know). It went well, typical games. I was at station 2 and ran the Recycling game. I really like it because it teaches them about the environment and about stewardship AND I was with Leticia, my tea buddy so I was grateful for that too!

Dinner was fun tonight, chicken nuggets, wedge fries, and steamed veggies. Yummy, but I am looking forward to home cooking as well. It was after dinner that the rollercoaster of emotions began again. A few of the girls went to the beach and on their way home a dog followed them. We normally have dogs follow us for a bit wherever we go, hoping for food. There are strays everywhere and here, dogs are considered pets so much and if they are a pet, they are for sure not treated like the ones at home. But this dog was different, he actually followed them there ENTIRE way home. Being the dog freak that I am, I was instantly in love. We all thought he’d just hang out for a bit and take off, but that isn’t where the story ends.

In short, as I write this he is sleeping outside my door. He stayed with us all night, even when we were packing up our equipment for the schools and shooing him away, he still stuck by. He is kinda glued to me as well. He would wait outside whatever room I went into. He sits beside me and plays with my hair. I want to take him home so badly, I know that Lily would understand, she would learn to share me. Basically, Jo has said that if he is still here in the morning, he likely doesn’t have a home, but to be sure, walk him back towards the beach and see what he does. If he still doesn’t seem to have a home and no one shouts out their missing a dog, that he is mostly likely a stray. In that instant, I need to get a clean bill of health from a vet and get all the plans together to bring home a dog!!!!

Mind you, I still need an “okay” from my parents and that might be a little harder to come by. In full truthfulness, I hope he has a home. I want to take him, but I know that it will be a lot of money and effort to get him back to Canada, but I am completely willing to do it if he doesn’t have a home. I can’t imagine leaving an animal behind when I know that I could help him out…Ahh the struggle I face. So thus the praying begins, for guidance and direction on the situation.

PS His name is Monty, after Montserrat, the island we visited on Monday.

So late, but so good

***I know I am SOOO far behind, but this will have to do! Enjoy :o)***

May 25, 2010 Day of Unity & Mail from Home

Today was the first day of Unity Games. This is the day that all the teachers go to one school to put on a sort of sports day for the kids. We focus on games that we’ve been teaching them and on the life lessons we want them to learn, about respect, caring for the environment, leadership, teamwork, etc. We knew it was going to be a jam-packed day, but we really had no idea how much so until the day began to roll!

To our surprise we were granted a lovely sleep in and we’re picked up till 8:30am! Considering that for the past few weeks we’ve been leaving at 7:15am, this is a lovely break. Anyways, the day began at Adele School for Disabilities. Because all the students that attend this school have some form of learning or physical disability we had previously planned on how to modify the games to be appropriate for all the students. Instead of the planned 6 stations we limited to 4, I was at “Cross the Volcano” with Leah, Celine, and Kurt. I love this station because I felt I could be super animated and dramatize the game. The gist of the game is to have the students work in teams to get from one point to another by only using a few pieces of “magic” equipment. It was tons of the fun and the students are super sweet. I love how full of joy they are. They love life and do not let their limitations hold them back.

One girl who is in a wheelchair would shout “vroom vroom” every time someone new pushed her wheelchair. Haha she’d tell us to go faster all the time too. I ended up playing soccer with her and even though she had no control over her feet, her hands packed a powerful punch. We moved her so she was on her hands and knees (she has Cerebral Palsy) and she’d punch the soccer ball in any and all directions and was probably stronger than when I kick it. I am amazed at the adaptability of these students and how they just love life. I have a lot to learn from these children, there is nothing that can hold you back, but yourself. Reach for the stars.


One of my favourite parts about our morning at Adele was story time after we’d finished all our games. The students at my school don’t do a very good job of listening to a story when it is being read, but these children were angels. They were so attentive and listened very well. I read a Dr. Sues book and had lots of fun with it. I was able to be super animated and have the children interacted with me as I read. I was actually told to be a little quieter because the group reading a story next to us couldn’t hear (oops). The children loved it and apparently some of the teachers enjoyed my story telling.


After a quick lunch on the deck at Adele (I had a grilled cheese sandwich that I prepared the night before – so tired of peanut butter) we headed to T.N. Kirnon. This school we knew would be a bit challenging because it is an inner city school and most of the children that don’t pass the grade 6 exam head to this school. Often they are considered “dumb” because they didn’t pass this all too important entrance test.

We arrived early so we just sat in the shade and waited with the children as they were on lunch break. The girls loved playing with my hair. They commented on how soft it was and how it smelled so good. Lol it was pretty cute.

My new station was the Bullying Scenario with Shelsea. It was a little difficult with some groups because they really didn’t want to listen. It was ironic because at times they’d be talking and agreeing how bullying was wrong and they didn’t like it, but at the same time they were hitting their neighbor. I found it really frustrating and I didn’t know how to help make them listen. Kurt (who taught at this school) said I did a really good job, which was encouraging to me. The most important thing I was trying to impart on them was that we don’t hit back and that we can all be bullies at times, but that we need to show compassion to each other.

By the time the day was done I (along with the team) was exhausted! I headed to the house to do laundry. I was super stoked because I received a letter today. My mom had sent me a letter in hopes I’d receive it before I left and I did. Inside it she included a few cut comics of from my favourite comic strip Overboard which follows these pirates and their yellow lab named Louie. Anyways, it was a lovely surprise and I enjoyed the note from home very much. I was able to read and relax a little while I waited for the dryer to finish. The same thing will happen tomorrow, just at different schools and we have a beach BBQ in the evening. I love not having to cook! I cannot believe there is only 5 days left in this adventure. I love it, and I will never forget the lessons learned here. I am so blessed!

Tuesday & Wednesday

Tuesday, May 18, 2010 Painterific

Today was a major day at tackling our mural. There is basically two projects happening at once. We’re putting hand prints and writing words around the flag of last years mural and then painting our own net full of balls and sporting equipment. Above it is the phrase: Learning Together Through Sport and Play.

I really think it is important to have every child be a part of the mural, even if its just a little bit. The older students had the option of doing a hand print or painting a bit of the mural. It was really neat to see them come back and show their peers what they had created. They were so proud of what they’d made. We were able to get all the grade 6’s, grade 5’s and one grade 1 class to participate. Wednesday will hopefully prove to be more successful.

The day was really a lax day because they were having a huge celebration for the retirement of Mr. Harris, the school janitor. Many of the classes performed skits or songs to tribute the man who’d served the school for more than 14 years. He was actually the one who planted all the trees and greenery around the school too. This was also the time for us to join in the staff choir. We actually sounded okay in the end and the students LOVED hearing all of us sing. They cheered and cheered. All I could do was laugh.

In the evening, most of the group went out for dinner, but Leticia and I stayed back because we didn’t feel like going out. We ended up having a lovely dinner together and enjoyed the peace and quiet. It was a nice time to talk about our days and reflect. I cannot believe how fast our time is coming to an end. It feels as if we just landed on the island and now we’re at only 2 more teaching days. That brings me to my new frustration.

Completely unplanned, but we’ve had way too many days off. When we first arrived, Monday was a state holiday. We didn’t end up teaching till Wednesday because of needing to meet the schools and principals first. The second week there was two pro-d-days (one Tuesday and one Thursday). This week, we are losing Wednesday afternoon to go to a cricket game and all day Friday for a PE specialist’s workshop. Next week we loose Monday due to another holiday and then Tuesday-Friday is Unity Games so we’re not even at our own schools. I am grateful for the time to rejuvenate, however, I really want to teach and I feel like I haven’t done anything, that I am not even making a difference some times. Not to mention, that there is a PE specialist that comes every Wednesday and Friday, so we don’t get to teach to our full capacity because we don’t want to step on her toes and take over. Needless to say, I’d much rather be teaching more than I am. I only have a week and a half left and I need to make the best of it!

Wednesday, May 19, 2010 Cricket Anyone?

Today we left school early to head to a cricket game of the West Indies against South Africa. But before that we had school…

I’m almost finished Three Cups of Tea and it is getting really good right about now. By some miracle I was actually able to read in the car (why that is so amazing is that at home I’d instantly be car sick and here the roads are in FAR WORSE conditions than home). Anyways, with a line guide, I was doing fine. It is a fantastic book and I feel like I keep being transported from Pakistan to Antigua. Both similar missions, to bring education to the world’s poorest. Here, we’re just more focused on the PE end of it. I am loving my experience here, it is reinforcing my desire to teach.

Anyways, school started a little off because the grade 6’s were writing a mock exam in the gym. Wouldn’t be such a big deal because we play PE outside anyways, but the grade 2’s have a classroom in the loaf area of the gym and thus were kicked out because of the noise factor for the grade 6’s. Again, wouldn’t be that big of a deal however the grade 2 teacher didn’t show up either. So we had a class without a teacher and without a classroom. I ended up taking them in the ‘literacy room’ which is an ajoined room next to the staff room separated by a few sheets of lattice work. There is a shelf with a few dozen books and that’s it (breaks my heart). The kids were awful! They wouldn’t listen, they hit each other, complained about each other, whined, etc. I was trying to teach them about the heart and what makes it healthy or unhealthy. I was beyond frustrated. I wanted so badly just to give them something to do and teach them at the same time, but they have no concept of respect. You try to talk to them about it and they don’t know because no one is a proper role model for them. Their parents hit them or each other and the same is with their teachers. They get smacked for not doing what their told. One child even told me that the kids wouldn’t listen to me because I wont hit them. It’s so backwards!

While I was attempting to teach the class, Pam was working on the mural with other classes. She was able to get the other grade 1 and my grade 2 class finished. After recess she took the class and I went out with Ms Douglas and helped teach the grade 1 class. I was able to teach them two new games: London Bridge is falling down and Statue tag. Again, Ms Douglas loses her temper so fast because the kids aren’t listening. I know they aren’t, but just go with the flow, don’t stop and start smacking them because they didn’t do exactly what you want. I am also noticing that the teachers don’t give very clear instructions. Some of it is the dialect, but most of is that they just don’t give clear instructions and when the kids don’t act how they want the yell and smack them.

We chowed down lunch (which was delicious! Rice with spinach, cold slaw, and bbq’d chicken). We came home to change and then head off to the cricket game. It was originally 10 EC but ended up being 20 EC. Never been to a cricket game before and can’t say that I would ever go again. It was hot, sweaty and frankly, quiet boring. I got up to walk around a few times, tried a very tasty hot dog from the venders on the lawn. The game started at 2pm and ended around 5:30pm. The West Indies lost, which was a bit of a bummer, but it was cool to say that I’ve actually been at a cricket game.

Tomorrow is my last day at the school teaching. I can’t believe that day has already come, it makes me sad to think about it too. There is still so much I wanted to teach them. Hopefully it is an impactful day…we do have the grades 5 and 6 so there will be some ‘talk time’ because we discovered today that after the older kids had made a hand print they had slapped their hands on other walls along the way to the bathroom. It was terribly disappointing. It’s hard being so hard on these kids, but they don’t respond to you as the nice lady either. Teaching here is much harder than I thought, more mental strain than I ever thought possible. Off to eat dinner now. Microwaved minute rice with chicken strips and steamed veggies. Yum yum.

Rain, Rain, Go Away

Monday, May 17, 2010

In BC I normally tolerate the rain. I have never been a big fan, other than for the fact it makes our beautiful province so beautiful. The rain in BC is predictable however, you know it is going to rain by looking up at the clouds and you know it will rain for a few days then clear up and go away. This is not the case in Antigua. Here it may look as if it will rain, but does not. However, when you think the coast is clear and you begin a lesson on the only patch of dry field (which happens to be at the exact OPPOSITE side of the field from the school) the buckets begin to pour. Now I know what you’re thinking, yeah I’ve seen it pour before, but you haven’t till you’ve seen the rain here. It is INSANE! Head to toe drenched! The basically sums up our first class this morning – fine at first and then BOOM the heavens opened and the rains poured down.

Our grade fours are difficult, for a few reasons. First off, they are grade four and at this age know everything there is to know in the world (yeah right eh!?) Secondly, there are two classes that are combined because there is not a second spare classroom to be had. There are a total of 37 students – daunting! And thirdly, they like to talk and talk and talk and talk and…well you get the picture. We were successful at teaching them the underhand pass, however we were not successful at teaching them the new game because of the combination of the above three reasons and the rain. Bummer.

The rain is making everyone’s lives difficult. The kids are wiry because they’ve been cooped up all day, but we can’t let them play in the field because if they did, they’d be all muddied and soaked. It is a loose loose situation.

Kindergarten was a disaster again. Those children do not know what it means to be quiet. I was reading them a story and they talked through it, even though Pam was going around the room being the “Silent Police”. I’ve tried a new method for asking questions (Silent hands). No such luck. It’s frustrating because I don’t understand why they are not listening or understand how to obey.

Break was interesting because somehow we were recruited to sing in the staff choir for the next day’s retirement celebration. LOL thankful for my choir background, however reading words without and sheet music is not an easy task. Luckily we were given Ms Bachlors approval for our voices, they met the standard to join (I say that in just because she always gives the staff a hard time for their subpar singing abilities).

BEST part of the day, was consuming not one but TWO coconut icepops. Delicious!!

Other highlights: taught 2 grade 1 health class on self-esteem and compliments. Went much better than the K’s. Not sure how they can improve so much in a single year. Scrambled for a health lesson for the 3’s because the field was too wet. Note to self, children LOVE to role play.
Dinner was uninteresting – noodles with egg and salad. Looking forward to cooking with a stove again!