Date for Entry: (Thursday, 30 January 2025)
Actual Date of Online Entry: (Friday 02 May 2025)
[T2, W:04 – WD:20,
(Td:2)*].
Dear Diary,
This morning, Daddy
had to knock on the glass window a third time. I got up and got ready quickly.
The ride down to school was slow, as well as the walk down Sixth Avenue. The
staffroom was already filled on my entry to the staffroom. Mel and GG were
sitting by their desks. I mentioned to them how I skated and fell into the
kitchen door yesterday evening.
When she left
for class, I went to the office to drop off the forms for Patty that were
printed yesterday evening. Mr Harry was being his usual inappropriate self and
tried to make the joke that they were bad-talking me as soon as I walked into
the room. The pies were paid for afterwards. Mr Richard said that he has no
pepper and that it's very hard to get any. I was hoping that the pie would still
be test tasty and that the Channa would hold out.
I went back to
the staffroom to work on the new lesson for today. When it was third period for
class with 3F, I went to get the keys. The guard said that it was already
taken. She was able to confirm that Kess had already taken it and that the room
was open. The children were already there.
Shiva was
sitting with Jess, and they were chatting about sports day and no money for
funding outfits for the marching band. There was a meeting for that as I was
walking back to my desk with the pupils at recess time. The options were to see
what could be arranged for each house, and if not, the children would have to
revert to their regular Physical Education T-shirts and track pants.
Everyone in the
houses said that the march past was not necessary, but the lady who was threatening
to shut the sports down, Miss Carthy, said that it had to have a march past.
The teachers moved away, and as I finished eating the two pies, recess came to
an end. I went to see Mel first before heading off to the office. She was
making necklaces for the marchers, but it was hand-crocheted. She and Kai sat
and did the rest.
I went over to
the lobby to finish trying up the entry for yesterday. The prefect boys were
making noise and sounded like they were caught for something. This was during
the sixth period while the majority of the school was in house meetings. Didn't
realise it was a green shirt that I had on today. I thought of AJ when I saw
that. He hadn't been in school for a while. The tug-of-war was going on in the
savannah during lunch. They had set up the next computer on the desk that Patty
had got the student to bring in yesterday evening. Sadly, it was the slow one.
I could not type
or get anything to work when Choo Choo came at lunch to ask for letters for two
students. It ended up being me to type and print them from one already created.
I also used the header that was created. Candice was over in the savannah to
see the events. The letters were signed and stamped, then collected after roll
call.
The rest of the
evening was slow and quiet. I continued working on the lessons for the book.
Candice was mentioning how tired she was and that she used to leave by 2:20. I
remained there in he office until 3:40. Patty had to go early, and she ended up
waiting on Jeanice to finish her forms. Thankfully, I had all of my information
with me at school to complete mine. The Resumption form was signed in the
minutes leading up to the end of school. Miss Chote left earlier.
Patty thought
that Candice was coming back, but Miss didn't get the feeling that she was
coming back. Miss Solomon came to do up her times, but he ended up leaving it
for another time. Her husband came for her, too. I turned off the lights and
locked the door behind me, exiting the office. Got packed up and waited. The
walk was long. I needed to take my time. The trip up to Curepe was so slow and
tiring. My eyes were getting cold in them as if I was up too late past my
bedtime by Isa. There was a wait for him to staple the books for me. I had all
of today's journal entry typed up. It felt like too much to type up.
The wait was too
long for Andrew to get up to Curepe, too. His shirt got ripped on a wire in the
road as he was getting into the car. He shared a biscuit, but it was too salty.
I could remember the look on his face saying that, lol. I went home to eat and
ended up going to work one time. I was contemplating sleeping first, but it was
three nights gone and still all the forms were not made. It took me from then
to minutes past 11 to work on those four forms.
I didn't want to
send them to Patty so late. I will do so tomorrow in school and have them
printed to go with the rest of the forms to the MMT meeting. Couldn't remain
awake at all. That completed the evening. I hope that Afisha gets through well
with the form submissions tomorrow morning.
Daryl
Zion M. Ali
(7:55 am – 3:50 pm)
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