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Speaking of men, one of my male students came to my house to hang out. He comes often to practice English, look at American magazines, listen to music, or just hang out. So, I did not think about it when he came to my porch. I am always telling my students about ABCD. A means abstinence, or not having sex. B means being faithful by having one boyfriend or girlfriend only. C means using condoms. D means delaying sex until you are older. So, a lady came to our school to test students for HIV/AIDS. The student came to my house to tell me that he got tested and he does not have HIV. Then, he started to tell me that he knows I do not want a guy who has HIV, so he told me that we could hook up because he does not have HIV. So, I had to politely tell my student that I am glad he practices safe sex, but I do not want to date my students or anyone that is 18 years old. It was a weird situation, but I think I handled it pretty good.
Speaking of students, I taught two of them to do some simple beadwork. I made them leather pouches to put tobacco in and they beaded the outside of them. They look good.
So, my empregada (lady we pay to haul water for us) had a baby about 6 weeks ago. She took about 2 weeks off to rest and take care of the baby. So, we hired a student to carry water for us one of the weeks. However, we ran out of water during the weekend. So, my two students (who I taught to do beadwork), two of my colleagues, and my roommate and I went and hauled water. It was nice of everyone to help us. It is hard carrying water up a sandy hill. I can not balance the water jug on my head.
So, I made oatmeal cookies a few weeks ago. My friend had an oven you plug in, so I took advantage of it. I gave a few cookies to my friend and she did not know what to make of them. She sniffed it and then poked it and then finally nibbled it. After she got over her fear of the cookie, she really enjoyed it. I also made banana pancakes for her too.
Another student of mine came to my house because he wanted to listen to music. He asked if I had Michael Jackson music. Then, he showed me a notebook that had a picture of Michael Jackson on it. My student asked if we had Black musicians in America. I said yes, we have Michael Jackson and many other musicians. My student got all confused and said that Michael Jackson was White, not Black. So, I had to explain that Michael Jackson was actually Black, even though he looked White in his picture. My student was shocked, like his world was coming to an end. I did not know how to explain in Portuguese that Michael Jackson had many surgeries that altered his appearance.
This week, we had final exams because the trimester was ending. These exams, called ACPs, are 50 percent of the students´ trimester grades. The students copy a lot and use little cheat sheets. So, I have to walk around and try to find students cheating and take their exam away. I found three students cheating total. One student had a cheat sheet hidden under her shoe. She kept leaning over and when I asked her what was wrong, she said she was sick. So, I finally saw the piece of paper under her shoe. And then another student was cheating with a piece of paper between her knees. I did not want to grab between her knees, so I made her stand up. She then told me in Portuguese that she did not have any paper. I bent down to the ground and picked up the piece of paper. The other student that I caught cheating had a cheat sheet under his exam. I was just randomly picking up tests to check under them for cheating and I found his. The teachers always laugh because I am pretty good at finding students cheating.
So, I have about a month off of school now. Hopefully, I will go up to Nampula or somewhere else in Mozambique. Ta ta (goodbye).