Balloons, and Bands, and Rockets, Oh My!

Today we went to two schools- True Gospel Community School and Edwin King. We were going to go to a school called Tithandize but no one was there so they must have called school out early, or not have had school at all. Tithandize was next to a bar, so Kevin warned us not to point cameras near them, because they were all drunk. That to me was funny. I think it was to the rest of Team Zambia, as we are calling it now. (We made team bracelets and everything). Ryan and I taught rainbow loom to the older students (4th - 6th grade) at both schools, and will continue to at all the other schools. Yay! At the first school (Edwin King) there was quite a large group. Sadly we had nothing prepared for the little children so they sat sadly in their classroom. Ryan and I in my opinion did a pretty great job teaching the first school, under the circumstances they were a little wild. We did need to call in more help (Grandma, Janet, Sue, Linda, Jannean, and Sandra) because there were so many kids!

After the raindbow loom teaching was over (Thank God!) it was time for Sandra to lead the way doing balloon rockets! The kids were laughing, screaming, having a great time as anyone could notice. In the end Sandra decided to pump up the orange balloon until it popped (At thirty-seven)! The second school was a lot quicker and easier. The group was seventh grade. Instead of holding one big group, we split into two small groups of seventeen. They were very fast learners, and I did mention to them that they were WAY better than the other school. (They were). Afterwards we ate our lunch of PB&J and apples and oranges. It was simple but yummy. Ruth can make a mean sandwich! (Ruth is my favorite kitchen staff). Lunch eventually ended so I sat with Ryan and we made some more example bands (Rainbow loom bracelets). We each made about five so we stopped. It was time to prepare for Bill & Betty's, where we would journey to tomorrow. We had to cut out snails, or as Ryan called it "illegally forced snail making" It was less illegal and more forced. On our fifth snail we quit. Mind you we were both eating apples. I started singing (A song I made up about animals. It is a childrens' song.) He HATED it so he pelted the apple at my head. Then I threw mine at his. He started chasing me so I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. Locked myself securely inside and armed myself with fresh rose air freshener (It actually smells like dirty socks.) I opened the door and surely enough he was waiting impatiently outside. Every time he took a step near me I sprayed him. He grabbed it from me and sprayed me. I lost the battle.

 

Sarah