Primary 5 exam paper |
The end of November is the end of the school year in South
Sudan. Since I arrived in late
September, I have been teaching two classes, Primary 4 and Primary 5. These are large (50+) classes with a range of
ages from 10 to mid-teens. A small
number of my pupils are residents in the children’s home, but the majority are
from local families who struggle to pay for school fees and uniforms. These families are pinning all their future
hopes on their children’s education. Who
can blame them? This is a country which
has seen nothing but civil war for the past 50 years, with no investment in
education, transport, utilities or anything else. One local man told me very bitterly that
‘this is a Sixth World country, not a Third World country’. This area of South Sudan was particularly
hard-hit by the Lords Resistance Army resulting in tragedy for all. Many of the children from ‘outside’ the home
are also orphans living with extended family.
After all the death and destruction at last they see a light at the end
of the tunnel and want to take full advantage of the chance of education.
As mentioned previously, conditions at the school are very
basic and the teachers’ approach leaves a lot to be desired. Earlier in the term I realised that there are huge disparities between levels of English in my classes, ranging from
completely illiterate and non-verbal in English, to a minority of quite fluent
and able students. I attempted to divide
the Primary 4 class, which has the most chronic problems so that I had the beginners and the pastor in charge of the orphanage and school took the high achievers.
Unfortunately, although the pastor initially agreed to help, it clearly
wasn’t a priority for him. He managed to
take one lesson and after that pleaded ‘busy-ness’, leaving me in the same
situation as previously.
Every picture tells a story. |
If students don’t pass their end of year exams they have to
re-take the year, putting an additional strain on their families, resulting in
ridiculously old students in primary classes, or students dropping out
completely. I allocated the last two
weeks before the end of term for exam preparation and mocks. Then, last Friday afternoon, one of the
teachers mentioned in passing that my two classes would now be out of school
until their exams. I rushed out of the
staff room, grabbed one of my pupils and said that he was to let his classmates
know that I was happy to continue revision lessons with them if they came to
school as usual. So, for the early part
of the week I coached a small group of keen students.
The English exams for both my classes were two days ago (Thursday). As I waited for breakfast, the pastor said that there was nothing to worry about and that they would all
pass. I asked him how he could be so
sure. He said he had seen the exam
papers and they were ‘easy’. I asked him
if they were easy enough for someone who could not read. That stumped him. I was absolutely livid with his cavalier
attitude.
In the morning I invigilated for Primary 5. After collecting the papers, I had the sad
task of marking them. This took me from
11.30am until 9pm, with short breaks for meals.
To lighten things a bit for me, some of the questions show very clearly
that we are in South Sudan and are amusing.
A particular gem was:
Doing well in my
examinations this year I shall slaughter a cock for celebration. (Re-write begin with ..If I ……………….).
The papers are collected and its all over at last. |
Needless to say, few students managed to correct this
sentence. 28 students failed. Only 16 passed. Many gave nonsensical answers, with a clear
lack of understanding of the questions.
I feel so sorry for the students and their families. I mentioned the poor results to the
headmistress, whose outrageous comment was, ‘That will make them learn in
future.’ What about the teachers’
responsibility? By hook or by crook, I
will find a way to divide my classes in the next school year.
On the bright side, one student got a very remarkable
97%. When I mentioned him to his class
teacher, he told me that this boy’s parents died in the civil war while he was
still small and he is from another tribal area (Nimule is a Madi tribal area). Apparently he is top of the class for his
other subjects too. He is a living
example of triumph over adversity.
Photo call |
I don’t yet have the results of the Primary 4 English exam,
but I expect it to be a lot worse than Primary 5. However, yesterday I invigilated for Primary 4’s Science
paper. This involved going round the
class reading the questions to the vast majority of students. From the answers I could see, there was a
complete lack of understanding. This was
their final exam. At the end of the
exam, they had to wait in the exam room to avoid disturbing other exams. I took the opportunity to give them a treat
by taking their photos. This caused huge
excitement. I got the impression that
this was the first time for most of them that they had ever had their photos
taken.
School begins again in mid-February, so it is a long
break. Ample time for my poor students
to forget the little they have learnt, ready to start the uphill task again. I have offered to give some coaching during
the holidays, but don’t know if they will take me up on it.
No comments:
Post a Comment