On the first day of school in America,
you usually show up at 7 A.M.: new clothes, new backpack, and new school supplies.
Teachers read and pass out syllabi, you forget your locker combination a bunch
of times, and you hope no one gives homework on the first day. Students and
teachers are, collectively, excited and nervous for the following weeks.
On the first day of school in
Mozambique, Jamie and I showed up at 7 A.M.: eight students and one other
teacher in the entire school. The class schedule was still incomplete. Each classroom
should have about fifty students, according to enrollment, and there are thirty
two high school teachers. We waited around for a bit, then everyone went home.
