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| We were the only ones at the blowholes. Love 'em. |
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| Our assembly hall is still under construction, so we had the ceremony to announce grades and say goodbye to a teacher moving to New Zealand in a classroom. A bit crowded with teachers, kids and parents. Notice the kids with fingers to their lips. It's to remind them to be quiet. Also notice the bare feet - about half the kids don't wear shoes to school. |
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| After the ceremony, each class dances. Parents and teachers put money into a box on the floor to show their appreciation. The money was a gift to the departing teacher. Since there's nothing more entertaining than a dancing palagi, I danced with every class. |
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| After the kids and parents left we had a feast...and more dancing. That's me dancing with Fono - the teacher moving to New Zealand. I'm wearing one of my work puletasis. Polyester. You try teaching primary school in a tropical climate with no air conditioning and a floor length skirt. BTW - I'm 5'10". |
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| Fale, sweet fale. I love my house, which is next door to the school. The door in the back leads to the bathroom. |
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