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I'M IN ZIMBABWE WORKING AT PETERHOUSE SCHOOL AS A JUNIOR MISTRESS AND ROWING
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GIRAFFE! BOAT CLUB DINNER AND BORRADAILE FUN DAY

After being in Africa for nearly 3 weeks, I was beginning to think the plains
game of Gosho were purposefully avoiding me. Bored by the gawping of stunned
on-lookers perhaps they were making a runner for the deep bush whenever I went
into the park? Whatever it was I hadn’t got my timing right for spotting the two
giraffe and zebra that I knew lived in Gosho. I spent a bit of time lamenting
that, then realized that as often is, with things and places that are
‘convenient’ I wasn’t making it my mission to get in there and have a proper
look! …Gosho is beautiful, right on my door step, always there and because of
that I can always go ‘another day’.. lots of teachers say they haven’t been in
for years! Having started the week with the mission/aim of seeing the giraffe,
by Wednesday I hadn’t actually got in there – poor effort. But it turns out all
those thoughts re ‘the animals are avoiding me’ was just rubbish, Thursday
morning I went for an early morning run in Gosho and within 5 minutes of
entering the park I’d seen the two giraffe that live there. Then wildebeest.
Then Impala. Then Zebra. And off in the distance some birds took flight, and
though about 6am the sun was already hot. Thursday got off to a good start.

The kids, and staff too I think, find my excitement at seeing all of these
animals pretty funny, but I love sharing it with them, and hearing what they
think of it all in return. For the kids at school seeing a zebra is like seeing
a horse, ‘jeez Miss, no big deal’, or so they say. Having never been to a zoo
before back in the UK it’s the first time I’ve seen giraffe and zebra and in a
childlike way I’m filled with wonder and awe each time I see them. I didn’t stay
long to watch the giraffe that Thursday morning, keen to keep running but there
is a huge amount of majesty about the way they stand and move about which
totally touched me. Each time I’ve seen them again since I can’t help but pause
and be still, even if just for a moment. Then these words always pop into my
head, always said at home if someone mentions a giraffe… “O Mister Giraffe, you
make me laugh, your neck is Faaar to Long”, a quick google didn’t reveal any
more lines to that poem and though nothing we say can be wrong…I think it might
be a wee adaptation of Geoffrey Lapage’s poem, which sums how I feel looking on!

Mister Giraffe

O Mister Giraffe, you make me laugh,
You seem to be made all wrong;
Your head is so high up there in the sky
And your neck is so very long
That your dinner and tea, it seems to me,
Have such a long way to go,
And I’m wondering how they manage to know
The way to your tummy below.

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On that hot early morning run, seeing what to me are very foreign beasties, I
remember back to my last run at home before I came out to Zim, a misty cool
morning, sheep and cattle off in the distance, a bit of bog to be skirted
through, hopping the odd stone wall or stile… “Stone what?” they say out here.
At those points I do feel a world away.

I’ve never seen one with a successful catch.. but there are often quite a number
of locals fishing on the dam with a simple pole and line. Waist deep is about as
deep as they’ll go as most are terrified of the water and can’t swim! At the top
of the dam, a couple of nets are also cast out.

Something’s are different, something’s the same.. Last week having gone out on
the dam in a single I realized how universal rowing is, rowing a boat well in
Zimbabwe, the aims are just the same as rowing a boat in the UK. It turns out
rowing club’s even at school level are also pretty similar in their
celebrations, a big dinner, with flowing drinks and speeches from coaches and
captains. Friday 10th, Peterhouse Boat Club celebrated the first crews that had
raced at this years’ South African Champs in March and said farewell to it’s 6th
formers. Held at Peterhouse Boys school in the Jubilee Pavilion (nice spot,
sandwiched between the first team rugby and cricket pitches and surrounded in
Jacaranda trees), the party of ~50 was made up of parents, coaches, Head of the
Schools, Heads of the sports departments, their husband or wives and many others
who had in someway contributed or were involved in the club. It was by all
accounts pretty swanky, with table decorations, little chocolates to take away
and pretty lovely food, it recognised the hard work and efforts well and was a
deserved evening. Earlier in the day we’d been quite the work force laying
tables and organizing the space, to be ready for the evening. Throw backs to the
Rose and Crown days in Romaldkirk back home, spreading linen table cloths and
ensuring cutlery was set and laid ‘just so’. It was very lovely hearing from the
two outgoing Captains, these guys are young (by all accounts) but speak so well
and so fondly of their experiences helping to run the club in the last year. All
the things they were grateful for and take away with them as they leave school,
run true with me and all of the things I take away from rowing at uni. The only
slight bloop was working out it wasn’t an Oxford Boat club dinner but a school
event so I should probably not storm through the G and Ts and wine at the
standard rate…. Hey, we’ve all got to let our hair down.

The girls are in their ‘Number ones’ here. The smartest version of school
uniform, then there are kakis and sports kit (I think) all for different
occasion. “Ms Philbrick can I have a photo with you please?”.. Two of the senior
boys, amongst others!

From a boat club dinner celebrating the ‘young’uns’ to a retirement village to
help out at a Fun Morning! Saturday I headed to Borradaile Retirement village
with Elana (Craig’s wife) Liz Peebles (Craig’s mum) and Teresa (a cool chick I’d
met earlier in the week at the bar at the Boy’s school. Teresa is doing a terms’
work at Springvale the primary school as a music teacher, but when not teaching
tours worldwide with an African Cirque de Soleil type group. As well as doing
her own performance on the mbira will also take part in the big group songs and
dance’s, like a Zulu dance. Pretty amazing!). It was the first time Borradaile
had done the event wanting to put on some entertainment for themselves, where
often the schools put on shows or events. For them it was a great morning and I
could tell there was real pride and enjoyment in the success of the day.

The arts, crafts and baking had already been judged, with little certificates,
commendations and prizes. Some of the tapestries and embroidery patterns were
amazing, these are people with skill, and also rather a lot of time on their
hands. The cakes were added to the extensive tea table and devoured later on in
the morning. There was also judging of the hat competition, 2 of the ladies had
real SASS, as well as the best dressed up pooch – that went to a scottie dressed
as a bishop! Then to the games, most participants were very sweet and rather
skillful, some were also very competitive! From putt-putt to bowls, snooker to
scrabble and bridge I wasn’t on a particular station helping out but spotted as
someone with a good camera was given the job of documenting the day. It was a
nice excuse to mingle, lots of the old folk liked to talk and if you linked up
again later in the morning enjoyed remembering some-thing about you and asking
after it.

The lady on the left sported her hat the whole morning, such a diva. The middle
hat was made with all the old Zim Dollars, hyperinflation following independence
resulted in a One Trillion Dollar note being printed. It’s pretty nuts.



Ten minutes to use as many tiles as possible, with 10 turned over at any one
time. This lady used ALL TILES (Scrabble-Master) I never did discover who was
underneath… Zimbabwe is famous for it’s Jacaranda trees, they’ve been in bloom
almost since I got here and still hold there brilliant purple colour

Switch to the evening and it was a different cultural experience altogether!
School put on an International evening, with members from the Shona club, French
club and drama and arts groups all performing. There was dancing and singing,
both in the traditional Shona and more modern stuff too. Some of the kids here
are seriously skillful, and also interesting to see that it was actualy some of
the more quiet kids in class who were up there singing or performing with such
vivacity and confidence. The interval also provided my first chance to try
Mealie worms – a ‘delicacy’ here of sorts, the jury is still out, I’ll try them
again but I’m not rushing to buy a bag!

The rest of my second weekend at school, and end of my third weekend In-Zim
passed, with a bit of running, a trip down to the dam, lunch at the boys school
and some down time. When I ran down to the dam I was joined for about 5 minutes
by two young boys who ran alongside me. Dropping their game and falling into
step in their bare feet they were smiley but quiet until, as they turned back
they let out a grinning “Byyeee”. Trips down to the dam are a wee wee eye-opener
to the Africa outside of Peterhouse.

Throughout the school site there are lots of Jacaranda trees. In Marondera, the
nearest town and even more so in Harare, the capital, there are great purple
Boulevards of Jacaranda trees. They’re rather remarkable.

It’s a short week coming up, with half term starting on Thursday morning and a
trip to Nyanga National Park planned with a group of teachers. Open day tomorrow
and I’ll be handing out a little flyer Rob and I put together advertising the
Boat Club. A long way off the prospective students joining the school, but we’re
hoping a little light erg challenge and some sweets as prizes might sow the seed
and inspire some to join in due course.

With lots of love to you all, S xxx



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