Wednesday, January 15, 2025

St. George’s College (Week #93) – Day #429

Date for Entry: (Wednesday 15 January 2025)

Actual Date of Online Entry: (Friday 02 May 2025)

[T2, W:02 – WD:8, (Td:2)*].

Dear Diary,

    This morning, the challenge to get to school was in effect again. The driver was waiting for me to get in, but mashed the gas when I was trying to get to the seat. I sat opposite this year's "Tall Prefect". The walk was slow, but I got there eventually. I met Miss Harris in the kitchen while one of the guards was complaining about someone's behaviour to anger him early in the morning. As soon as I went to put down my bags, I went to pay for the Channa pies. Mr Richard said that they were not ready yet.

    I went back to get to class. Jess was already there, and she was doing a brainstorming example. The children were given the rest of the dub period to work on their calypso lyrics. I saw that Miss Carthy took off her additions to her head this morning. It looked different. Donna wasn't here either, or we may have heard her. I sat and got more questions for treble clef. Thankfully, Bass Clef would be right after, and I thought that recycling the same questions would be necessary and highlight the differences to future students.

    Time was up and I went back to the staffroom early, leaving Jess back with my pencil lent to Renako. I saw "Cleo" on her desk. She looked like she was free, so I went to give her my attempt at the poetry homework on the benefits of education to the nation. This was given to her Form 1 class. She seemed very surprised and laughed out when she realised what I had handed her. By the time waiting for the Channa pies to be served, she came by too and said, "I'm keeping it, eh." I laughed and then responded that I would make a copy and give her the original.

    The pies were good again today. I was glad to remember to pack it with me tomorrow. There was a lot of writing only for this morning in the journal entries; that recess time came by so quickly. The room was getting colder too, as the rain fell. On top of that, the air conditioner was pointing directly at me. The pulling of numbers for the Marching, Chantwell, and Boys & Girls Tug of War took place. It was decided at the end that the first draw for Tug of War would go for the boys, and a separate one was done for the girls. Mr Charles did the picking for Mitchell House.

    Just before all of that excitement, I got a phone call from Tunapuna Presbyterian Primary School's Principal about their school song that I did, and we were trying to schedule a time to meet. I chose Friday at 1:30 PM, and he was alright with it. Just before lunch was over, I ran to the staffroom for a meeting with Mrs Santana. She gave me three types of documents and asked if I could make an official form for the sporting events. It looked very confusing and got my head even more confused. I still took up the challenge to try and make something, even though I didn't know what on earth I was going to do.

    The rest of the school evening went by with the Form 4s. They were working on their SBAs. I worked on Bass Clef. As I waited with Mel, she and Mr Raymond left a while after school. I was with "Jan" and "GG" wrapping gifts for their language day on Friday. I got a ride home with "GG" and her husband. The ride was long in traffic. I got tired and had to fight the sleep. Daddy was already inside when ai got in. I ate, showered and got to work one time after painting four pictures. I ended up doing the field events form for Mrs Santana. I called her to verify the information first by WhatsApp before emailing it over to her. The marchers' payments list was edited and sent first to her and "Celia".

    The time was minutes after 12 that night, and there was nothing at all I could have spared with the time. I got an interesting visitation too, around minutes to 10 PM. The moon's eye was seriously wide. I think I fell asleep quickly after lying down. Two days in a row, I wanted to do music work and did not get to do any at all. There was a nice Christian Reggae song that I wanted to do. Maybe sometime in the coming days, I will get to work on it.

 

Daryl Zion M. Ali

(8:15 am – 3:15 pm)

Day #430 – (7:52 am – 3:38 pm)

Day #431 – (8:28 am – 3:02 pm)

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