I guess the new school year has started, but we just roll along constantly
as we have some many natural interruptions. Jonah seems really ready for
moving on to more work on reading and math. I got a 1st Grade course
workbook from Grandma Barbara that seems to be about Jonah's speed. I
still use a lot of the Calvert School kindergarten material but I think
their first grade is far too advanced for him. I think the Calvert program
is intended to start later and moves at a rapid pace. Jonah is starting
very early for school work so he needs to move at a slower more relaxed
pace. I will get their First Grade next year although I might get the
First Grade Math component earlier as Jonah seems very comfortable with
doing all the Kindergarten math and he is ready to move on. I haven't done
school in 2 weeks! We will start back on a more regular schedule as soon
as we leave American Samoa.
We went to the beach a couple of days ago. It was a little cove called
Tisa's Barefoot Bar. Her family owns the cove and beach. Beach and the
water in front are owned by families unlike in French Polynesia where
beaches are all public. It had a great view and platforms with tables
built high on the beach. We drank beer and ate a lovely lunch. Jonah
really enjoyed playing on the beach as he hasn't done that since Suvarov.
We met Tisa and one of her sons. They were intelligent and well-spoken and
seemed to be slightly left of center for Samoa. Tisa's family (I mean the
word in the extended Samoan manner - could mean cousins, adopted people
etc) numbers around 22. Tisa ran for Governor last year which is
apparently very revolutionary since she is a woman. She came in 3rd out of
We restocked on meat yesterday and our freezer is stuffed. We should be
fine for a long time. We are finished with our provisioning and our
waterline is slightly lower! We need more propane and to do some errands
before we leave. We still have to get fuel. We cancelled yesterday as the
wind was blowing around 20 knots and we figured we might as well wait till
it calms down. Last night it blew a constant 25 with driving rain and
doesn't seem to be letting up. I hope it will calm down tomorrow so we can
get to the dock.
We have been getting around on buses which is cheap and easy. The buses
are very small which is odd as the average Samoan seems to be an XXXL.
They seem to be hand built on small chassis - plywood is the preferred
material and there is no headroom so you stoop as you get on and the seats
are small and packed together. They would be considered a safety disaster
in the US. The front seats are open to the front door which is permanently
open - it seems parents who sit in the front simply hold on to their
children so they wont bounce out of the bus as they always threaten to do.
The buses whiz by flashing its headlights if they are full and the
impression is always of huge broad backs as they tear off into the
distance. The buses have acrylic windows which are fogged and dusty which
barely allows you to see where you are going. Sharing a tiny wooden seat
that has no legroom with someone is 350 pounds makes one slightly spacey.
Jordan seems to grab Jonah to share a seat with leaving me with the luck
of the draw.