Wednesday, January 29, 2025

St. George’s College (Week #95) – Day #439

Date for Entry: (Wednesday 29 January 2025)

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

[T2, W:04 – WD:18, (Td:6)*].

Dear Diary,

    This morning was my bank morning in St Augustine. I saw Shaun there while waiting. One person was in front of us, and they were taking a long time to do the process. I took the time working on lesson twenty-three. There were a few questions available to give the children without reading any from the handbook.

    During my process of applying, the lady said, "It is a savings account you'll be getting. So, you'll be fifteen dollars maintenance." I was very baffled and asked her what maintenance had entailed. After bluffing and not knowing what to say, she responded, "It just means that we're taking fifteen dollars out of your account." I wanted to ask her to replace the word taking with the word stealing. It was surprising that Daddy didn't know about this. I wanted to cancel the application once.

    We went to Massy's after, and there was no guard to hold down the lockers up front. I didn't like that. Vangy gave us a call looking for the oxygen tank. She gave me a joke about going into the bank. She was deciding whether to continue working like me. We both ended up deciding to go to work. Daddy bought me a pie in Curepe to go with the stuff we bought in Massy's.

    One maxi was waiting to cross while I waited. A taxi driver said that it was a good one to go in because it was empty, he said to himself. The walk down was a little fast. Teachers were already eating. I had my lunch, and lunchtime came quickly. I had some fun doing aerobics today. Mrs Santana was in her workout clothing and had her blue bandanna on her head. I stood in the back to see the instructor properly. It was someone much different from last week's Wednesday. I finished the whole practice session.

    Three 3M students spoke with me about the session. They looked tired. For me, I was feeling the pain, but ready to go again. I got my water in the staffroom and then went to the office to cool off afterwards with my tray. There was not much to do except clean up the front desk. There was a big box of paper and other things that Patty had asked me to clear out. Instead of using the office bin, she gave a big, clean bag. Candice and Miss Ali cleared out early. Only Patty and I remained there until 6:00 PM.

    I remained cleaning out the office desk, and she was cleaning out the Principal's Office. A few times here and there, it had letters I took over to her, which were addressed to the Principal or Asha. Thankfully, the internet was back on to play music while I went through the desk drawers. It was disgusting going through all of them. There were a lot of letters that needed to be sorted out. There was another box of lost and found that Miss cleared out. I took two empty ice cream buckets to wash out and put the lost items in them. The smaller one I put the jewellery in, and the other was for phones and calculators.

    Just before we left, she had asked me if I had made the prints. Miss said that she can forward the PDFS to the MMT team, and the copies would be for those who would prefer to see the real thing. This evening, it was nice to meet her husband on the ride up home. I was in pain from skidding from the door into the door, and the handle squished my left wrist.

    I got dinner out of the way when I got in. Seven paintings were done tonight. I almost ended up falling asleep at my desk in the gallery. From 8 to 12, I was outside. It took a long time to write up my timesheet. I also had the printed forms to sort out. Couldn't do much again. I was hoping to make two more forms for the night, but the strength was no longer there. I hope there won't be much pain in my legs in the morning after all that aerobics.

 

Daryl Zion M. Ali

(10:00 am – 5:59 pm)

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