Education had been a big part
of my life before moving to Burkina Faso. So it is not surprising that after
arriving here I had a keen interest in knowing how things were done in the
African classroom. Since our home is located no more than 100 meters from the
village school in Kimini, I would quickly learn that I “was not in Kansas any
more! “
I have huge respect for the minimally
trained teachers here who work under extremely adverse conditions, unthinkable
in the West. Could you imagine walking into a first grade classroom and looking
out at 82 youngsters crowded together behind bench-like desks? Having 120 students is an average class size. Teaching
materials are nonexistent. iPads, apps, computers, art, music, technology
Common CORE standards and after school programs are not even part of their
vocabulary.
We are striving to improve
educational conditions in the village. Now that we have moved into our little
house a few meters away, the one classroom building we once called home is now
vacant. The suggestion to add a first grade there has been given the green light.
The government typically supplies teachers but if they fail to send an
additional “ maĆ®tresse”, we are prepared to hire one.
In Kangala, an isolated
village 25 kl south of Kimini, where children walk in excess of 3 kl to school,
conditions are even more primitive. Two classes are held, one is taught in a
mud brick building while the other is conducted in an open-air hangar type
structure with a thatched roof.
Ruth and I constantly discuss
the overwhelming need for a new school building and dream of the day when we,
with your help and support, can construct a new, safe school where children can
achieve academic success. Together we can change the world one brick at a time!
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