I tutored Isabelle this morning, and I decided to leave it up to her to choose what we would study. Last time I do that. I should have heard alarm bells when she choose maths, but I was feeling game so I told her to bring it on. She opened her book to a page entitled 'The Prime Factorisation of Numbers', and I started to squirm. But I totally got out of it though. “Oh, sorry Isabelle, we don't have that in England”. Moving on...
I also had a home visit this morning with one of the Ubuzima ladies, then lunch at Shokola, then a Kinyarwanda lesson.
My lesson was particularly gruelling today, to the point that my eyes actually welled up a few times. What a wuss. Pull yourself together girl! But I hate vowel stemmed verbs in the negative prefix-less tense with a zealous passion.
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