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Friday, May 18, 2007

The main street in Simon's Town

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Up close, taking a walk

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Imagine living on the beach in Cape Town and there are Penguins below you!?

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Swimming around

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Here they are!

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The first little guy I spotted

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Near Boulder's Beach

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Simon's Town, approaching where the penguins live.

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It's so green! We don't have gardens in Namibia :(

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A walk through the Gardens

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Company Gardens

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Table mountain view from the Company Gardens.

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Just outside the station with the beautiful backdrop on Table mountain

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Me at Sea Point.

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Sea Point

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San Diego?

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Strand Street.

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Another angle down at the waterfront.

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Me posing down by the waterfront.

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A little cloudy over Table Mountain. Our view from the Waterfront.

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Snoti's shoe broke right as we were beginning our day of shopping.

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Just gorgeous!

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We had the best seats on the bus.

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The drive down to Cape Town.

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Wednesday, May 02, 2007

A little note from Pius.

During the last week of MYO, I had 2 jam packed days of music classes. Thursday afternoon, a grade 5 learner approached me looking very upset. He told me he wrote me a letter, but he forgot it at home. "It's ok Pius, just bring it tomorrow...."

"Ok Miss."

The next day he comes back to say he forgot it again. I suggested he write another letter, since we still had about 40 minutes before class would start. Pius goes over to the corner with markers, pencils, and paper and began to write. 20 minutes later, here's what he gave me.....



MISS PAM LETTER.

MISS PAM IS MY BEST TEACHER FOR MY CLASS

Dear Pam,

Miss I love you. Every day when I sleep I will sing first a song. Maybe Do Mi La. And I will thing about you Miss Pam but I like you when are singing that song. My mother will ask me you what are you singing Pius. Then I will say I singing MYO song. My mother will say you like song of MYO. Sing for me one song agin.

Form Pius.

Kids performing an Owambo dance.

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