Turn and Face the Strain

Changes are underway for Greg, you may even say these are ch-ch-ch-ch-changes. I found out on Monday that I will be evacuated from my village. Peace Corps is concerned about the coming flood waters from Angola. They don't know about my elementary backstroke, it's simply superb (soldier, chicken, bird, flap!). And what ever happened to solidarity?
Anywho, I've been set up in a hotel in Ongwediva again. I'm not sure how long I'm going to stay here or where I'll be going after this. I have some new roommates and some old ones too, including Paka!
I'm pretty bummed out by the whole situation. I told my learners yesterday that I won't be able to teach them this week. One learner asked, "But sir, who will learn us maths?"
"You will just have to learn yourself," I replied. (Learn and teach get mixed up in Namlish.) I really wish I could just stay, there's not too much water here and learners are still coming to school.
I was able to start a book club last week, whereby learners who read a book and write a report get to watch a movie on Friday. Nine learners wrote reports, I am so proud of them! I bought some coca-cola, knik-knaks(cheetos), and sweets. We watched Mr. and Mrs. Smith, based on a unanimous vote. It was really great way to end my week.
I've dug through my journal and pulled out some fun dialogues I've had with my learners; so I'll end this post by sharing a few.

Me: What is this called?
Class: Computer.
Me: Good.
Learner: No, sir it is called a computer!
Everyone: Laughter.
(That's Namibian humor for you.)

Me (addressing the class): Get out your summary book and start on the warm up.
Learner: Eewa (roughly translates as of course)
Me: Let's try to use English, instead of saying eewa, say of course.
Class: OF COURSE!

Me: Do you want homework?
Class: YES!!!

I really love that last one, I say it every time I give homework now.