When I was in school, we had one bell to tell us it was time
for school to start, and one to tell us we were late if we weren’t in homeroom
yet. At our village in PNG, the first bell rang around 6:15 to tell students it
was time to start getting ready for school! Later (at different times each day),
a second bell rang to say it was time to walk to school, and a third chimed at
8 to indicate school was starting.
Our village was lucky to have both an elementary (K-2)
school and a primary (3-8) school. Many villages have neither, and their
children walk to the closest village that has a school. Once they reached high
school age, most students from our village either commuted about 45 minutes by
bus or studied as boarding students at the high school on the island that was
visible from the beach. There are only three or four high schools in the entire province we
were located in, although students in PNG can choose to go to any school they
want, in any province.
Since Eric and I are teachers, the headmaster at the primary
school invited us to come visit for a day. School began with assembly, which
takes place outside. (Fortunately, it usually only rained in the afternoons and
evenings!) All the students lined up according to grade levels and recited the
school pledge together, sang the PNG anthem, and sang a few worship songs led
by the headmaster and some of the older students. The headmaster intended for
us to address everyone during assembly, but he decided it was too hot and the
kids were too antsy, so instead he had us visit each classroom individually.
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