Date for Entry: (Monday 24 March 2025)
Actual Date of Online Entry: (Friday 01 August 2025)
[T2, W:12 – WD:52,
(Td:6)*].
Dear Diary,
This morning,
the challenge to wake was not easy at all. Then the shower decided to crash, so
I had to go and get hot water to fill the bucket. The gate was giving trouble
to open. I was telling Daddy, coming out of the car, that the wood and sawdust
from the woodshop smelled like Canning's Sorrel and that as we passed the
corner, it smelled like some nice Jerk Chicken.
I was telling
him that it would have been nice to have some of that Jerk Chicken now. He
said, "Is bettah yuh doh eat dah now. Next thing it work yuh up like
Andrew and he doubles." We laughed that out and saw Mr Sammy driving into
the street like last week.
The light was on
red for me to cross the Main Road, but I had to wait at the Bus stop. It was a
good thing that I decided to wait for the light to change. Two big vehicles
with sirens came rushing down the empty street. There was a Maxi that pulled
up, and one lady came out. I waited for the bus that was coming. Five people
were coming out, and me with two people waiting to get in. The driver had a
really loud horn that was more than overdosing on it.
I saw a lady in
San Juan start cursing because of it on the road. The music, too, was extremely
loud as if we were on an excursion. I sat next to a boy who reminded me of
Steven. Since the New Year came, I had to call him, but kept forgetting.
There was
another rush at the junction of Sixth Avenue. Nobody wanted to give me a
chance. I took a run for it. Strangely enough, a man* decided to say good
morning with a weird look. Maybe another car was creeping up behind me? Praise
God, the walk down to school was swift and not that long. I saw
"Puff" when I was getting off the bus. He went to the shop along the street
first before continuing. It was nice to see "Hana" outside.
The staffroom
was empty. I went to pay for the pies one time. I saw "Jason" and his
parent there, looking like he had been caught in trouble again. Dr Jogie was on
his way out of the staffroom on my way back in. He said that he had left a
Maths test in the office that which was for Thursday, I think. At least it was
nice to see him smile a little.
Mr Charles was
asking when I was going to the office. I told him in a while. He said that he
had some numbers to fix and not to print any of his Business papers as yet. I
continued to sit at mt desk typing up today's entry. Only when he had finished
consulting with Mr Raymond, he said that he had the numbers for me when I was
ready. Couldn't believe how much typing so little bit of events for the morning
could have tallied to. My fingers are beginning to feel so tired again. I
didn't see any sign of Gloria or Donna either.
I met with Mr
Charles at the admin office, and he had five exam papers to submit as the last
sets he had. We had some numbers to change, and then the logbook was edited.
When I looked in the logbook, it was beginning to become very confusing. I
thought that a form would be better to make instead of having to draw lines all
the time. While doing this, there was a visit from Mrs Noons-Charles about her
Social Studies exam that was due tomorrow. A long while had passed until Althea
could resend the softcopy to the school email. It was printed in full, and she
signed out. She was also asking if my hair was really that long all the time.
We laughed.
Mrs Libert came
in to see about her Languages in Literature exam that was also for tomorrow.
The Social Studies was coming out, and there was a long wait for RICOH to
finish. I told her that I could work on it before school was over. She said
that she did not want to have to carry it home to staple. During recess, too,
Shiva came to ask for copies. Candice had to try and get the 11×17-sized sheets
into the Ricoh, but later that day, she told us that the machine was not
recognising the paper. At 10:40, I went to get the pies before recess was over.
The wait was a little long. They used the nice pepper from the glass bottles.
I went back to
the office. Instead of the MMT meeting, there was a dean meeting with the
Principal on student issues. I saw Miss Dayna and Miss Harrise there too, so it
looked like a student matter. I saw "Jason" sitting in the VP's
office with his parents. They were there for a long while. Artee came by, and
she was making noise again, trying to study for her exams.
Shiva came by,
and then he asked why the prints didn't come out yet. I told him that the
machine was taking too long and that "it was not my fault that this woman
was rushing me." She left, and soon I was able to send the prints out. He
got them and went to staple before counting to see if he had all that he asked
for. Many students were signed out by me throughout the day. Donna got her exam
printed. She was there after recess, using the guillotine to cut the legal
pages. Miss Chote has asked me to do it, while I tried to help Marsha and Shiva
out.
Donna said that
she had another Spanish exam for me to do. It was done later in the eighth
period, and then when Marsha came back to get her copies, she said that it was
not all that came out just by looking at the small stack. When Domna was gone
and we went back to the VP's office, Patty was making copies. She said that she
had to cancel the copies to make copies for the gentlemen from the Ministry.
The job was cancelled, so I had to go and send the remainder of the copies to be
done. Patty went to try out "Cera" to see how much she could get
copied, and she said that she got through by shouting.
Towards the end
of the evening, before school, we heard that there was going to be a TTUTA
meeting. I was outside alone, and Dr Jogie came to have a great chat with me
along with Waveney. I told him that 50 of the 112 Form 4 Maths papers were done
inside. When his meeting was over, he collected them. I told them that the next
half was printing. He asked how long it would have taken. It was my estimate at
about fifteen to thirty minutes. When they were done, I sent him a message.
Luckily, he was still in school to do them. That was the last for the evening,
or so I thought.
I left
"Celia" at the computer, doing punctuality and regularity at the
computer. Didn't know she was coming over after "Kimmy" called me and
asked for help sending an email. She had to go back because there were some
other things she needed for the email. As soon as I walked into the staffroom,
I saw "Cleo" and she had asked about the copies. I told her that we
should probably go back to the office and get her prints done. It was three
times already she came and couldn't get through. I had felt much better once
that was completed because each time she didn’t get her prints.
Donna was still
in the staffroom. She was chatting with Mrs Santana and "Celia". I
remember while colling down, "Celia" came in happy and laughing,
calling my name. It was about finding out who was supposed to lock up the
office. I took a walk up the road very slowly today. The wait for a maxi was
also hard. I felt so tired. While eating, I was telling Daddy how Candice
mentioned approval to go to the warehouse. They had to wait for the toner to
come from San Fernando. I was praying that they got through.
The rest of the
evening was tough to go through, fighting sleep. I got two lessons typed and
notation done for. By the time I had three long pages of notation for the third
lesson, I called it the end of that for the evening. Next was the cutting of
the Bristol board that I got. Daddy got me two sheets to cut into squares. When
I was lifting one of the bags of books to carry outside, I put it back and just
put the squares into a bowl. I will see about this tomorrow night.
The rest of the
evening was more researching until I decided to make trial attempts from those
nights of researching. The first App* was faulty and not worth the time.
However, it took me to a nice game called Word City. I moved on to another App
to see what that experience would have been like. Still slow. I wonder what
tomorrow night's questions will be like.
One special
thing that happened today was signing out a student at the gate. The guard came
with the student and said that the parent was not in decent clothing to enter
the school compound. When I went to ask Miss Chote to do she said that I could
go to the gate, but if I was up to doing it. I took the signed form and the
book for the parent to sign. It was my first time realising that the parents
were allowed to keep the Exit form after leaving the compound.
Daryl
Zion M. Ali
(8:23 am – 4:28 pm)
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