We had to close school at 10:00 this morning. Amid alphabet matching games and practicing vowel sounds with Grade 3, Themba received a text message from someone she knows that there had been threats sent out against St. Leo's; it would have been dangerous to stay open. I asked Olwethu, one of the girls in Grade 7 who won a scholarship for high school, if she was happy to have the rest of the day off. "No, it's boring at home," she said. It made me think a lot about how I've taken my education for granted... if thirteen-year-old me had had an unexpected early dismissal, for whatever reason, I would have been absolutely over the moon. But for the majority of kids at St. Leo's and elsewhere here, school is the one thing that keeps them busy, interested, and happy.
I hope this strike doesn't last too long.
So instead, we're at home baking peanut butter cookies, I'm throwing my clothes into a bag, and hoping that when I get home from Cape Town this will have all blown over, and we can go back to school.