Hello steemit. hope you are all are carrying on well at your end . it's been a boring time at home experiencing luckdown. But I am happy, that due to my poor health ,I had to use the time to take care of myself and rest well too. I am happy too that I am gradually regaining my apetite after losing it for long and not really knowing the real taste of food. So I contacted a new school nearby my house to enroll my kids in it
The front view of the school and it's smart looking teachers were enticing enough to attract me and given its proximity to my house too.
So the academic year resumed and I thought that the situation in my community will be different from that in the past years. The Crisis sadly obstructed the school year again. parents were told to keep kids at home and observe the security situation before going out in the days ahead. The children had attended school for just a week and it seemed nice . but they stopped again.
Myself preparing the kids books for school and writing their names on their books
With the excitement in the children, there was hope in parents knowing that their children will be better off learning a thing or two. So, with joy I would accompany my kids to school every morning to the nearby new school and then pick them up every 2:30 pm. little did I know they will be back home for a week again.
Seeing kids off to school
While at home during the luckdown days. I was observing the children who were so desperately eager to learn. My eldest daughter would scatter books in the house looking for materials to study. She is such a fast reader and would read anything so fast. She asked to teach the siblings in the the compound and it was a challenge for us all, given that we do not have space for a classroom and a writting board.
The kids went to the neighbors and begged for chalk, and to my poultry house and collected half of a plywood to help them write on.
They brought the pieces of chalk they had begged and showed me.
Then in a group went back reading and writing by themselves. I could not help as I was not feeling well.
They spent many hours on the board reading and writing and helping each other to spell. It was fun and interesting to watch but I felt sorry for these children because they badly wish to be in school but it's not very safe at the moment. That is how desperate kids in English speaking Cameroon have been suffering the effects of war. Thank you for reading. Hope to share more as things unfold in the days ahead.