I’ve loved the chance to teach at such a wonderful school with children from over 40 different countries. I’m going to miss this place!
When you’ve been living in a country as amazingly vibrant as this one for over two years, the final days before your departure are filled with emotions. It’s so hard to know how to spend your last weeks living and working here and just impossible to get everything in – let alone document it in an amazing blog entry. But I will try to capture the last couple of weeks events in a few words and photos and hopefully you’ll get the idea.
So here is a list of the things I’ve been doing complete with photos.
Say goodbye to VSO Anne Murray!
Visit my favourite dealer of jewels.
Thanks Yasmeen and Bex for convincing me to have one last item made.
Laugh with friends at a local club about Regina, Indian Head and Moose Jaw. Who comes up with these names?
Snap pictures of landmarks such as Independence Square.
Pose in a wacky picture with a grade three drama club.
Reminisce with Paul and Katherine over drinks.
Have a sundowner at the Galle Face Hotel.
Order another beer with Katherine and have Marjorie regale you with tales about Hebden Bridge.
Catch up with Hans again. Glad he’s back for a visit.
Take a jog on the newly made path past Parliament and recount about how when I first arrived there were no sidewalks.
Snap a picture of the Sri Lankan parliament buildings. It is an island within an island – enough said.
Go for dinner with friends.
Pose for pictures at dinner with friends
Watch the offices ladies take t.he Sri Lakan “aunty” stance as they interrogate Amanda about her boyfriend.
Have a shot of Tequila – why not?
Sing Karaoke with the girls. We managed to fit in “Like a Prayer” and “Smooth Operator” between three versions of guys singing Frank Sinatra’s “My way”.
Dance the night away to hits by Kriss Kross and Salt’N’Pepper. Unbelievably, no Bryan Adams was played this night, but Shaggy was.
Pose for a millionth pic on this ladies night.
Relax at Samadhi’s parents’ house about 50km outside of Colombo. Great food, great company and great conversation.
Try to capture the chaos of Pettah from the seat of a tuk. A picture will never do it justice.
Try desperately to capture Colombo fashion on camera but always come up short. Words cannot describe the mullet, silk shirts with popped collars, and shiny pointed shoes that are all the rave in men’s fashion.
Dress in a saree one last time for the grade 12 graduation.
Get my picture taken with pretty much everybody.
Love the fact our school sports team are the geckos.
Sip a margarita at a great jazz club with Sonalee. (It’s become almost a weekly tradition.)
Take a last picture of the school.
Say goodbye so some amazing kids including my sixth grade homeroom.
Get my hair done by the fabulous Ravi Dee.
Dance one last time at the year end staff party.
Challenge the kids to a pie making contest. (Of course they had to calculate the circumference, area and volume of the pies using pi).
Have a wonderful supper at the Siriwadenas.
. I’ve also written and performed a farewell rap for the staff to the tune of
Will Smith’s “Fresh Prince of Bel-Air“. While it pales in comparison to Jo Coomb’s rendition of “My Favourite Things“, I’d like to think it is a close second.
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute to say thank ya
‘Cause I’ve loved being a
sudu noona in Sri Lanka.
In Regina, Saskatchewan born and raised
Teaching in schools is where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And standardizing assessments inside the school
When it dawned on me life was getting lazy
It was time to do something wild and crazy
Put in one little form and were told we could go
To a mental hospital just outside Colombo.
Time went by; more than two years in a flurry,
I’ve sweat, I’ve learned and I’ve been stuffed full of curry
If anything I could say life here has been surreal
Like a psychedelic dream it sometimes does feel.
Thank goodness for the friends and help I’ve had
The Sri Lankan people have been really rad
Time to move back to the land of ice and snow
Please stay in touch, I’ll miss you –
* sudu noona – white woman
*Aiyo! – an expression which essentially means an exclamatory “Oh dear!”