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During my week on mission trip to Mamoli one of the highlights was to visit local schools. during the day these schools would very quickly become health clinics. I have spent a fair amount of time in schools in my adult life. I have shared many school assemblies with the children, I have been a school governor and helped in classrooms. But Mozambique gave me a whole new insight to what school is like for many children in Africa.


At one school we visited there was two brick-built buildings firm and sound, they have no electricity or glass in the windows but they do have good old-fashioned blackboards. Here as always lively engaging children interested in new visitors. But outside on the ground in the sun lay the children’s school books drying out in the 35 degrees heat. The books were wet because of the heavy rain during the previous week.



Then we went to another school this one had more children attending and seemed very busy. But it was the first school I have ever visited with a heard of cows coming through the playground, this did not seem to bother the children, a regular occurrence I imagine.  


Another school we visited had two very basic tin building some of the children inside and another class outside with their teacher under a tree. The reason half the school children had class under a tree and the other half inside was that the elephants keep knocking the school building over. Unable to get a proper building the children are taught outside under a tree.





Some very different schools all doing the same thing helping to raise children's education in challenging circumstances.

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