What time is it?

On the way back from a busy second day at Desmercy School. We spent half an hour with each class, doing some counting games, geography, reading and singing. Yes, we inflicted some badly-sung Brit (well, Aussie, in fact) tunes on the poor unfortunates. They reciprocated with beautifully sung local gospel songs.

Football and thumb-wrestling at the lunchtime break, and some telling-the-time activities (see pic). Then more time with the classes, some dancing (not by us, thank goodness) and a ceremony to present the books we'd shipped over. We then bade farewell to Mercy and her delightful school. Tomorrow we visit another primary school in the same area. Little do they know what dreadful singing awaits!

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