Friday, February 23, 2007

Parents' meeting



This Thursday there was a parents' meeting at my school. Some visitors had announced their coming, they were going to talk about morals and advise the children in class 6, 7 and 8 as well as their parents. Supposed to be there at 10 am, the visitors showed up at 2 pm, however, those things don't surprise me much anymore. I had a relxing day at school while waiting for the guests (old, wise people, pastors from various churches and so on), the children were not there at all(who would then look after the house and animals when their parents attended the meeting?). I spent a day in the shade with the female teachers who prepared food for the guests, we had a very nice time, chopping tomatoes, discussing life and relaxing. The male teachers were hiding (as I would call it) to get away from any kind of work. Maybe I'm exaggerating now, but something that upsets me more and more here is the strict gender roles. Women might have a job (many female teacher), but she is still expected to do all the cooking, cleaning, housework in general and raise the children. I quote: "My husband won't even pour himself tea in his own home." I can tell I'm well on my way into changing my topic, so I'll leave the gender roles for now.




When the meeting finally started (at 230 pm, the visitors had to eat before they could speak of course), I was placed on a chair in front of everybody (because I was the only white person, they are so proud to have me here, it's a bit embarrasing) even though I tried to sit with the pupils, or the other teachers. After 2,5 hours I had to leave, although the meeting hadn't finished. Can't really say that I learned much about morals though, most of the talking (except when they adressed me) was in Swahili or Kipsigis.


The pictures should speak for themselves.

4 comments:

nyhamn said...

Fikk skikkelig lengsel etter å komme tilbake til Afrika og gå på tur av å lese det forrige innlegget. Alle turene var noe av det beste med oppholdet vårt i Kamerun...

Det å sitte fremst, på en stol spesielt satt fram til deg, var ikke like gøy. Gled deg til den dagen når karakterene som skal deles ut.

Kos deg videre!
Klem fra Åslaug

Anonymous said...

Hei!
Jeg fikk oppgitt bloggen din av Jorunn. Hun har vært med som medleder til Bolivia og Peru med min folkehøyskoleklasse noen år.

Jeg koste meg masse med å bla i bloggen:) Har selv bodd ett av mine ungdomsår i Kisumu. Et viktig år av mitt liv. Lykke til med livet og arbeidet videre!

Klem
Robert Tjomlid

Unknown said...

Hi sister!

Finally I've read all your comments, and I enjoyed them all. I think you write very well. It seems like your African life is pretty exiting, and I'm really looking forward to visit you.

This weekend I'm going to Oslo. That will be nice, although I'll find it strange not to see you there.

Anonymous said...

Hei Mari!

Så flink du er! Jeg er som kjent imponert over det du gjør i Afrika (jeg tør jo ikke reise på interrail engang..), men også over denne flotte blogen du har. Jeg leser selvsagt blogen deres i Haugesunds Avis også fra tid til annen. Håper alt står bra til med deg og at dere passer godt på hverandre!

Klem fra Elisabeth (..og jeg skal sikkert hilse fra Petter også, han er stadig inne og leser hos deg!)