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[SBC5] School Rant

What is your favorite class?
     
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Our school day here in Dakar starts at 8:30. Students arrive at varying times, from 7:30 to 8:45 for some. Students usually play sports before school starts or sit down and hang out. Personally, I do any of those things, but most of the time I’m too busy doing my homework. We have 4, 1 hour and a half long periods every day, as well as 4 5-10 minute breaks, and a 20 minute lunch. Yes, 20 minutes. School ends at 3:20. A lot of students stay after school to hang out at the cafeteria and be the source of mischief. All my classes are on the poll, apart from one, which is Elective Class, in which you get to choose a class like Music or Design Technology or Movie Making or Art or Drama. I chose Design Tech, because I’m no good at the rest. I wish to have a job related to Math, Science and Design, since those are my favorite subjects, and I am fascinated by Nanotechnology, which really puts all of those subjects together.
At school, we are given a chromebook to work with. It serves sometimes as a notebook, sometimes as a textbook, but mostly as a way to entertain ourselves when a class is too boring. The school blocked a lot of websites, so it’s not as cool as it sounds though.

There is little I would improve about my school, because it’s a lot better than most other schools here in Dakar (if you’re from there, you would know), but what’s been getting on my nerves a lot lately is the time allocated for lunch, which in my opinion, is too short. I, who came from a school with 2 hours of lunch per day, am now forced to stuff as much food as I can in a mere 15 minutes. Yes, you read that right. The school claims it’s in fact 30 minutes, but the cafeteria only has one counter open at all times, and it is quite far from the classes, so only the sprinters have the luxury of eating their lunch at a normal pace. And let’s all agree that our pace slows down significantly between when one is at home and when one is with friends. In hope that the staff of my school reads my posts, this is a message to you: I AM DISGUSTED.

Phew, that feels better.

[SBC3.3] The Unfinished Tale of Abdou

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Abdou loved to gaze with envious eyes at the mountains that surrounded the family house. Well, not a house so much as a shack, so fragile that it may as well have been blown away by the wind, if it weren’t for the massive dune of rocks protecting it.

Abdou was fascinated by the heap, maybe because of the curiosity of his young age, maybe because it represented the threshold between him and the real world.

His mother always stopped his many attempts to climb the mountain, claiming he might fall and die, but Abdou had the intellect to realize there was something else. He saw every once in a while his father crawling out of the valley, his valued pistol and knife tightly gripped in his fists. At times, smoke could be detected from the horizon at nighttime. But never a sound.

One day Abdou tried to go over the hill, expecting his mother to catch him and bring him back. But for the first time, she wasn’t there to right his wrongs. Abdou paused at the prospect of having the choice of leaving to the real world. That was what he wanted. Right?

At last, after exerting himself, he reached the top, and felt for the first time the luxury of looking as far as the eye could see. But the glee that he had imagined during most of his childhood wasn’t there. Instead, Abdou froze. Something… Something was standing at the bottom of the hill, on the other side of his home valley.

*Deep narrator voice* what DID Abdou see?

FIND OUT, ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF — nah, I’m not continuing this story.

Feel free to finish it though. Write it down in the comments. If you don’t know how to comment, check out the allocated page at the top of the blog.

Julien out.

 

[SBC3.6] Hashtag Help a Djibril out

Meet Djibril. Djibril is my friend. Djibril looks sad. Many of you might be sad as well.

I believe that modern society forces us to keep our feelings to ourselves, and not share them. But sharing is an important part of dealing with problems. When people don’t share, their sadness stays. I want my blog to be a happy place. I think Djibril would benefit from talking about his problems, and so would you.

Make the world a happier place. #helpadjibrilout . Comment down below.

 

[SBC2] Commenting aka The Art of Saying Relevant Stuff

This morning I perfected my talent in giving other people feedback. You’re welcome, people.

1st Comment: Julien’s Blog:

http://techkidjulien.edublogs.org

My comment:

Hello Julien, Julien here.

I like the style of your website, very structured, simple, and straightforward. I noticed that I’m not yet able to comment on your “About me” page, a pity because it might help connect with other people with the same interests.
Nice website though.

2sd comment: 

http://22aadams.edublogs.org

My Comment:

Hello Aaron, Julien Here.

That’s some pretty woke quotes.
I like the design of your website, since I’m a Halloween enthusiast myself.
Keep up the awesome work,
Julien

3rd comment:

http://22sbarker.edublogs.org/

My comment:

Hello Barker, Julien here.

I admire how you’re still trying to do the whole blogging thing, even though you claim you’re not the best at it. Good luck in future posts.

4th Comment:

http://22krice.edublogs.org/

My Comment:

Hello Kaylinn, Julien here.

I like this post because I’m personally a fan of John Green, and still remember the feels I got from my first (definitely not last) read of Fault in Our Stars.

Good luck in future posts,