Days begin very early here;
Novi picked us up at the hotel lobby at 5:45 but patiently
waited while Jeanne and I ate some breakfast (usually, the breakfast buffet
doesn’t open until 6 AM, which means we always would have missed breakfast, but
since this is Ramadhan, it opens at 5:30 so fasting people can eat before
daybreak).
It only took us about 25 minutes to drive to the school
because we were on a highway most of the time.
But I could see traffic in the other direction was very heavy. Novi explained that
those were all the people going to work in the center of the city. At that point, it reminded me of the BA
Expressway; morning traffic is heavy going east but not west.
When we arrived at the school, the first thing we noticed
was that all of the schools (there is a primary, middle and high school here,
plus boarding facilities) were surrounded by an orange steel fence on top of a
cinder-block and mortar wall. On the wall closest to the entrance was a large
banner welcoming us. Not only was there
a banner at the front gate, there was also one hung from the third floor
balcony in the courtyard. And there was
a third one (smaller, vertical one on a retractable screen) in the waiting area
for the principal’s (headmaster’s) office.
Novi carted this to every class we visited and
took photos of us with the banner. I got
the definite impression they were glad we were here!
Next, we were ushered in to the principal’s office that had
a huge conference table and a smaller sitting area complete with sofa, coffee
table and chairs in the corner. It was
here we were given steaming, sweet tea and introduced to the principal and
assistant principals. We chatted about
the exchange program, and the principal seemed overcome with joy when Jeanne
presented a letter of intent to become a sister school with MAN 4. We then discussed logistics of
teleconferencing when separated by a twelve hour time difference.
Before we left for our first classroom observation, we were
told this would be our ‘home base’ and planning area and that we should feel
free to come in and use the private restroom that was in a corner and directly
accessible from both the principal’s inner office and the conference room. After that, we were off to the
classrooms. I’ll write more about that
later, but it’s almost time to go and I don’t want to be late!
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