Yesterday, I went to see my neighbour Lilli's son, Adam, playing his drum in a parade that was partly to mark Independence Day, which is later this week, and partly to invest the new little scouts. It was a marvellous occasion, especially the contrast between the monks in their cassocks, the church bells ringing, the minaret towering over the fence and the covered ladies. The little scouts were models of patience and perseverance - except for the poor little chap who wet his pants - while the speeches went on interminably, and the big scouts were dab hands at precision marching and bagpipe, brass and drum playing. That's Adam and Lilli in the first picture, and Adam in the middle of the drummers.
Dear Sandra,
ReplyDeleteThis is Suzanne. I am sorry I have not been keeping up with your blog, but have just sat and read a few months worth. You certainly have been covering some miles.
What is the name of your school and is it in Amman or outside?
Will write at length soon. We are busily marking exams at present. Your successor, Anastasia, is expecting her second child, so we will expand as a Faculty to include temporary full-time replacements.
All the best,
Suzanne R