Part 2 : Une semaine chargee mais reposante

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(sorry francophiles that I don’t know how to insert accents in WordPress!)

After a little tour of Liz’s top floor balcony flat, a few cups of tea sitting out in the sun – yes the sun had come out – we headed for some retail therapy. I have a skirt for Stephie’s wedding but no top so the search started, unfortunately despite trying on countless tops none of them was quite right and I finally ran out of adrenalin so we headed back. In the evening we went to see Kat’s final review at Central – a modern day story woven around the music of Madness. Absolutely brilliant and great fun too!

L\'Abbaye de FontfroideMy journey continued with a train ride to Canterbury on Saturday to visit Michelle – apart from the fact that we are 25 years older and wiser (?!) not much has changed – well okay, lots has changed but we had a wonderful time catching up on each other’s lives, reminiscing about the past and just generally refreshing our friendship. It’s no point regretting that we didn’t see each other more often over the years since it is too late now. Time goes by so fast, we were at opposite ends of the country, both busy with children and careers, we managed weddings, Christmas cards and Birthday cards but it was lovely to find that we still have lots in common and were really comfortable with each other.Andre et Yvonne

Sunday night back in London and then south to Carcassonne for a very relaxing spot of serious pampering from Vo-Vo and Dédé. The sun is shining, the sky is blue, the Tramontaine is blowing and all is well with the world (apart from a sore throat and a cough). It was a lovely feeling when I looked up as I came through the airport doors to see Vovo waving excitedly at me, a huge grin on her face. It was like coming home as I was wrapped in a big bear hug and then whisked off to the restaurant for lunch.

window in Abbaye de FontfroideFirst stop – Beziers for shopping – back to the hunt for a top! Poor old Dédé followed Vovo and I carrying our bags as we perused all the boutiques. We eventually persuaded him to sit in a cafe and have a drink while we carried on. Mission accomplished we headed home. Next day we went to L’Abbaye de Fontfroide – a Cistercian abbey tucked away in a very peaceful valley, surrounded by pine woods. Well worth a visit if you are ever in the area. I’m not religious but have great respect for the architectural vision of ecclesiastics. But even more respect for the poor souls who actually put in the hard graft to build these beautiful places – in times where there were no machines to help it is quite unbelievable what they achieved. It always amazes me that the Church (capital letters because I use Church as a symbol for a whole range of religious groups) possesses such wealth when its followers are often so poor.les eoliens

On Thursday Dédé and I went for a walk up through the woods to the ”éoliens” – (wind turbines) . The valley where they live is surrounded on all sides by hills – not big ones, but because the Tramontaine blows through the valley they are excellent sites for wind turbines and they can be seen from afar atop the hills. There were eleven where we walked and they are planning another ten or so on the hill in the neighbouring valley. I don’t know about you but I find them strangely beautiful. They are a bit like huge swans sitting up there on the horizon, ok they do stand out and the nature lover side of me says that the spoil the wildness and purity of the scenery. And I know that Yvonne by the Canal du Midithey can only ever provide a very small percentage of the energy we need, but it is surely better to have a row of elegant windmills on our horizon than smelly, dirty, power stations or nuclear power stations that produce dangerous waste materials that we are never going to be able to get rid of safely…… In the days of the advent of steam engines, when Telford and co started building viaducts across the countryside there was an outcry that the countryside was being spoilt – they are all now listed structures and we are spending money to protect them. That’s progress! (I’ll get off my hobby horse now!)

In the afternoon we went for a little walk along the Canal du Midi and visited a book store which houses thousands of second hand books, many of them collector’s items and very rare. What an amazing place – it was fascinating flicking through the pages of books and magazines covering a huge range of topics. You could spend hours in there just sitting reading. Anyway I foundMinerve the perfect gift for Nigel (which I will have to help him read as it is in French) but I can’t say what it is yet as he might read this blog before he gets his present! We  finished off  the afternoon by doing a  tour of the area, ending up at Minerve which is an amazing village  – a Cathare stronghold and scene of a siege which finished up with the Cathars being ousted.  I really must read up on the history because the architecture is  beautiful and the stories are fascinating.  It  has a sign outside the village proclaiming that it is “Un des plus beaux villages de France” . les vignobles de MinervoisI’ve included this picture of the vineyards because I love the way they are planted in such neat rows all oriented slightly differently to catch the sun .  Sadly though, many of the “vignerons” are pulling up the vines because with the competition from the New World  wines many of the smaller  French wine producers simply can’t afford to keep going.  So as we drove along  we witnessed the sad sight of empty vineyards, the dried up vines dug up and abandoned in piles waiting for another crop to go in.  In an attempt to help the French government is giving the owners compensation for digging them up  to re-plant with something else.

All too soon it was time to head to Carcassonne and get the plane home – nearly didn’t get my case through as it was too heavy but luckily the scanner man was a very nice man who fell for my winning smile!!

My mini OE (Part 1)

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It seems pretty strange being back in Europe and I can hardly believe that only a week ago I set off from Hamilton. Strange in n many ways – but mainly because it is the first time in many years that I am travelling alone, without Nigel or the children. I did worry how I was going to fill all those hours on the plane – maybe there would be too much time to think?! – but with back to back films to watch on the little screen in the back of the seat and plenty of wine and food offered by the immaculately turned out Singapore airlines hostesses, I need not have worried. The time flew and we were soon in Singapore with four hours to kill before my connection out to London. I whiled some time away tapping a belated blog post out, which I guess you have already read. Then decided I needed to stretch my legs a bit – had a wander around the shops but managed to keep my money in my pocket (Nigel will be pleased to know!) was tempted by a massage but opted in the end for 30 mins on the treadmill and a shower. Certainly felt better for raising my heart rate and getting the old circulation going, shame I won’t have time to do the same on the way back.

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Climbed on board the plane to go to London and found my seat over the wing – looked out, as you do , and did a double take – the wing was immense! I don’t know much about planes but this one definitely seemed bigger than I’d ever been on – turns out it was the new Airbus. It is pretty impressive; very smooth, very spacious (though the seats are still quite short), very smart but the wings are the most amazing! How can anything that big get off the ground?!

Anyhow get off the ground it did and landed beautifully as well even though I was convinced we weren’t going fast enough to take off! We were greeted in London by an overcast sky but all went smoothly and I soon found myself in the Tube on my way to meet Liz at Paddington Station. This was when I wished I had wheels on my hand baggage – but I finally negotiated steps, escalators, getting on and off trains, crowds of people rushing here and there to arrive Chez Liz at Swiss Cottage. A nice cup of tea mmmm!

Catch up time!

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This photo has nothing to do with this post but I came across it when I was looking for pictures and couldn’t resist putting it in!

Well, here I am in Singapore airport, having just finished the first leg of the journey to the UK for Stephie’s wedding. It is 6.30pm local time – about 10.30pm NZ time and 11am UK time. I’ve been on a plane for 10 and a half hours and have 4 hours to wait for my connecting flight to London. So, I thought I’d drop you all a line. A lot has happened since I last posted, not the least of which is getting to grips with the NZ education system and actually working again!

Having worked almost 4 weeks now teaching French I have got to know my classes – a jolly nice bunch of kids, on the whole! I’ve sussed out the characters, know which ones to rely on to make the rest of them laugh or sigh with despair! Already got on the backs of the ones who prefer to sit and chat rather than work, and delighted in those who are just the “perfect” students! Since most of them are willing volunteers rather than conscripts life is pretty easy as far as discipline goes, but there are always the lazy ones who will do the minimum to get by who need cajoling along. The main thing is keeping them on task and not letting myself get diverted when they ask questions about what it’s like in France, and if I’ve ever lived there, and what the French eat and what sort of music they listen to …… And you know me – I can talk for ever and they’ve sussed that already!!

Most of this last week has been spent getting together all the cover work to leave for the Reliever whilst I am away. But I also had a hectic week two weeks before that as I had to leave work for two days whilst I was out on Bush Camp! Hans, who is the Head of Phys Ed also runs the Outdoor Ed course for the Sixth Form, asked me if I would help out as an instructor on the two day navigation camp in the bush. Yes, said I – not really knowing what I was letting myself in for! We set off on the Wednesday evening, a minibus each full of kit and kids, though mine had more kit, less kids and a trailer! There was me, following in Hans’ wake as he headed off cross country on a “short cut” that avoided the main roads. I was quickly lost as he sped away in his newer, more lightly laden minibus; but I had the benefit of a couple of eagle eyed students who kept him in their sights and he did stop/slow down at junctions to give us chance to catch up before he was off again.

We were driving up to Thames and then along the Kaueranga Valley (an unmade road – bit bouncy towing a trailer – in fact the kids hadn’t locked the trailer and it came open on the way though fortunately only one tent fell out on the road!!) to an Education camp where we spent the night camped on the veranda. Before that though, tea was cooked and then a night navigation exercise just to keep them on their toes. In the morning Vern arrived – our third instructor and after a good campers’ breakfast of porridge, bacon, egg and sausages (I have to say I was very well looked after as far as food was concerned!) we set off through the bush. Just follow the trail, he said – let the kids find the way, that’s what they’re here for! The route roughly relates to the map – 7 river crossings in reality where the map shows 2 so we all had wet feet within 10 minutes of setting off! The first part is well marked though and so we had no real route finding problems. Later on when we left the main tourist trail and were in a wilder area the route was more difficult to find despite the fluorescent spray paint on the trees.

The recent storms had brought down lots of trees so we had to make diversions, the Supple Jack was so thick in places we had to crawl on hands and knees to get through it, and there were some entertaining moments trying to get 9 people and full expedition packs over the fallen trees and through the branches! At times I did find myself slightly outside my comfort zone – on my own in the bush with 8 students, sketchy maps and little bush navigation experience! Navigating through the bush is really weird because you can never really see where you are going. Occasionally on the ridges the trees thin and you get a view of the skyline, I suppose it’s a bit like navigating in the Lake District in mist – a bit claustrophobic in a way! You need to look at the vegetation to get a handle on how high you are – all new to me but I learnt a lot in a short time and thoroughly enjoyed myself.

It took us 5 hours to walk what on the map in a straight line was about 4 km! We did stop frequently to do grid references and triangulation etc which takes a while, as does all the gymnastics through the bush! High points were two huge Kauri trees – this whole area was originally Kauri forest but it was all chopped down to ship to the States at the turn of the century so little remains. We made it down to our bivvy spot with about an hour and a half of daylight left for the kids to rig up their bivvies, collect firewood, make fires, cook tea and make their radio calls! There were some ingenious bivvies but the group who built theirs using a hollow fallen down tree had the biggest surprise when the possum who used it has a home came to visit and nicked food out of their rucksacks! He even managed to open the zip on one and reach in to get an orange! Hans set a snare to try and catch him but with no luck. One girl in another bivvy woke up in the middle of the night to see a possum sitting on the chest of the girl next to her – she just snuggled deeper into her sleeping bag and hid! Apparently they are quite tame and not afraid – but can be quite vicious if cornered!

After the radio call – a check in call to the NZ Mountain rescue to let them know where we were and that all was well – the kids were given half an hour to come up with a bush poem to perform at our bivvy site! We had a more permanent bivvy – a corrugated iron shelter with iron bedsteads, a fireplace and a table – luxury! Actually it was a really neat place, right by the river in a little clearing in the bush. Very reminiscent of Swiss caving camps. The daylight goes quickly though as it is in the bottom of the valley and it was pretty cold during the night! I think I need a better sleeping bag if I’m going to spend any more time bivvying in winter in the bush! We were lucky that we had fantastic weather for the two days, clear blue skies and no wind – pretty much what we have had since we arrived in NZ really! Well the poems and songs were pretty impressive and very entertaining which rounded off an excellent day out.

Next day was pretty much more of the same – lots of bushwacking; the route my group took was less obvious than the day before so they had to concentrate hard to keep to the track and we had more clambering and crawling to do before getting to the tourist track at the other end of the ridge. Well worth it all for the stunning views through the trees though and the birdsong and variety of vegetation was fascinating. Apparently they were Bellbirds and Tuis though we didn’t actually see them. Only the Fantails showed themselves – they are really cheeky little birds that hop and twitter along by your side. I love them! Tired, footsore, shouldersore but happy we arrived at the minibus, packed up and headed home! What a fantastic place – will definitely go back with the family!

 

Kids on bikes

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Took the boys to a mountain bike track in Hamilton at the weekend (well they took me really!) Lachlan shouts back “The next bit’s easy, Dad”. One slope and three steps (who the puts steps on a bike track??) later, I’m under the bike with just the one sore shoulder and one painful leg, oh and just the small amount of blood leaking from the grazes! Here is a vid that I’ve put on Flickr to test their new video capability.

Back to work!

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You can tell I’m back teaching again – no time to write blogs! Just starting my second week and have met all my classes. They all seem pleasant enough, some who are keen to work hard, some who will be happy to coast and some who need a kick up the proverbial! Kids the world over, I guess. It has been fairly frenetic as I have to get three week’s worth of work organised to leave for when I am on leave to go back to the UK for Stephie’s wedding. That, on top of planning and preparing and getting to know the classes. Fortunately yrs 11, 12 & 13 will be having their NCEA practice exams while I am away and will be on study leave for most of the time, so all I have to do for them is sort out the copying of exam papers. And, as usual, I have not taken my dear friend Sue’s advice to heart and have still not learnt how to say “no”. On top of all that work I have agreed to go on a navigation exercise which involves a two night bivvy in the bush with the Outdoor Ed class this week! Well, it sounded like it would be a good crack and I can’t resist a challenge! Just hoping for good weather – could be a couple of chilly nights!

Any way, enough of work, what did we do in the holidays? I’ve already told you about our fishing trip – that seems like months ago now! For the rest of the holidays the boys and I explored a bit more of Hamilton and generally “chilled”. We discovered Waterworld which is a huge swimming pool complex with 5 swimming pools (indoors and outdoors), water slides, outdoor splash area with fountains and jets of water to play in for the under 8’s, as well as outdoor picnic and barbecue areas. Looks like it’ll be really neat in the summer but the outdoor area is closed now. They had this massive inflatable

torpedo that the kids could run along and then slide off the end. It looked great – I was sorely tempted to have a go but what if I had fallen off at the start and made a complete fool of myself!? A couple of Dad’s did and were greeted by whoops and hoots of laughter

from all the kids! Managed to book the boys into swimming lessons there – it’s a bit of a drive out of Hamilton – about 20 mins but there are so many lessons there that they could both have lessons at the same time which makes things easier in their crowded sporting calendar.

Part of Aonghas’ homework was to climb a local Maunga (mountain) so we headed off to Maungakawa at the weekend. A little awkward to get to along lots of narrow lanes – you really feel like you’re out in the Wops though Hamilton is only 30 minutes away. It was a lovely walk up through the bush, lots of birds seen rather than heard, and after the welcome rain and ensuing warmth the ground is bursting with mushrooms (see flickr for Nigel’s mushroom photos). It was certainly a good work out for the old legs and got the heart rate up. Eventually you arrive at a very small clearing in the trees with the biggest trig point I have ever seen. Climb up to the top of the trig point to a stunning view across the plains to the Kaimais. Unfortunately it was a bit hazy for a decent photo and the sun was starting to go down, but beautiful nevertheless. On the way back down we had a great viewing of a Morepork – we had heard them when we were up at Cook’s Beach though couldn’t see them – but it was too dark to get a decent picture.

The boys (including Nigel) had a couple of days out on their own whilst I got on with some work but I’ll let them tell you about those!

So, I’m looking forward to going back to the UK in a couple of weeks time to see my little sis, Steph, get married. Wow! But first – 2 nights in the bush and a whole pile of organising to do! Better get to it!

Nature Watch NZ – The Praying Mantis

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We have continued to be fascinated by the Praying Mantis which seem to enjoy our hospitality. Lots of folk we have met dislike them with a vengeance and find them creepy and unnerving. I have to admit that the way they rock and watch can make you feel a little uncomfortable if you study them for long. They have big bulgy eyes on a little triangular head perched on a long neck which makes them look a bit like a bald, inscrutable ascetic monk. (I think its the praying bit that makes me think of a monk!) But they are also quite comical in the way they wobble along on their long legs. We have noted two distinctall good things must come to a end.... shapes of Mantid – one is quite long, straight and flat, the other has a more rounded body and seems to bend more in the middle. We have looked on some websites to try and find out what the difference is – is one male and one female? Are they different species? No definitive answer though. There are apparently two types of Praying Mantis in New Zealand – the New Zealand Praying Mantis and the South African Praying Mantis, but according to the sites we have looked at the only real difference is that the NZ one has a distinctive blue marking

getting a bit chewy now...

behind the front leg. Also the NZ one sits on top of leaves whereas the SA one

hangs beneath them. We haven’t spotted any with blue markings and since most of them we see are hanging from our ceiling or sitting on the table or the shelves we have no idea of their leaf preferences. They are supposed to eat aphids though so worth encouraging them. Anyway – the reason why I started writing tonight is to tell you the tale of our misplaced kindness to our friends the Praying Mantis and the dreadful repercussions that ensued.Look Mum - no head!

Earlier this evening one of the flat, long bodied variety flew on to my knee and so Nigel decided to put it outside, as he went out he spotted another PM of the fatter bodied variety on the window by the door so he kindly put them together. Since our curiosity had been aroused about the different shapes we looked at the websites and then went to look at our PMs to see if they had the blue markings on the fore legs. Imagine our horror when we found the long, flat bodied one in the jaws of the fatter bellied one! Too late for rescue we got the camera out and proceeded to document it’s demise! Attached are some of the photos – if anyone can shed any light onto the reasons for the different shapes please let us know! It may be, of course, that the flat bodied one is the male and the other the female, who is enjoying her post coital snackette!!

mmm - delicious!  What\'s for pudding?

Only the wings to go

The last vestiges

and she ate it all up!

A Weekend Fishing

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Well the term is over and it is time for some relaxation. We hadn’t planned to go away this weekend but when Rob and Lorraine phoned to see if we wanted to go up to their caravan we thought it was too good an offer to miss. Nigel decided to stay at home so the boys and I went up on Friday and came back Monday.

I had planned to get away sharpish on Friday as Lachlan’s school finished at 1.15 because it was the end of term and also because the V8 Supercars were in town. We had a letter from the Primary School saying that, as parents we should make the appropriate decision about whether to pick our children up early from school on Friday because of the V8s, as traffic was expected to be a problem. I suppose it also gave parents a get out clause if they wanted to take their children to see the V8s, which I guess many parents did as the school playground was definitely quieter than normal at 3pm! However, Lachlan was invited to go to the V8s with his friend Lachlan and his Mum (though I found out later that Lachlan’s Mum didn’t in fact take them – I’m sure this will be the first of many half truths I will be subjected to as the Mother of a teenage boy!)) and some other friends. So he was under strict instructions to be back by 5pm and did pretty well as he arrived pedalling hard up the driveway at 5.10pm! I think he rather enjoyed the independence of being able to go off with his friends to such a big event and was really buzzing when he got back.

Rob and Lorraine’s caravan is at a small place called Otauto Bay just north of Coromandel Town.
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The journey went remarkably smoothly – the boys watched The Pirates of the Caribbean on the DVD player as I negotiated the steep, winding, coast hugging roads north of Thames by turns dazzled by headlights behind me or blinded by those ahead! On occasions being taken unawares by the sharpness of the bends as a yawning abyss loomed! However, just one toilet stop and a false alarm sick stop for Aonghas and we arrived safely three hours later. The last section is on an untarmacced section of road so it is a tad bumpy and when we got to the Motor camp I was a bit unsure of exactly where to find Rob and Lorraine (especially since the notes I had from Nigel actually had the wrong place name on!) – no cell phone coverage so I left the boys in the car to scout around the Motor camp until I found them!

Not much time to look around as it was quite late so we had a drink and headed to bed. The Motor Camp backs directly on to the shore and there is a short walk on to the beach to get to the shower block – a pleasant walk in the middle of the night! We woke to a beautiful morning and a lovely view across the bay but it was too windy to go fishing on the boat. Lorraine treated us to a cooked breakfast – scrummy – and then we packed up a picnic and headed along the coast to go fishing off the rocks. The road is pretty rough in places and hugs the coast so there are some spots where there is very little to separate the edge of the car from oblivion! We stopped at a pretty little bay called Fantail Bay but we had no luck fishing – there were quite

a few white horses on the sea and the lines kept getting caught in the seaweed so eventually we gave up and tried again a bit further along the coast. Still no joy so we had lunch and went back to watch the V8s on tele in the caravan! Rob’s nephew Nick races in the V8s so we spent our time trying to spot his car amongst the many speeding flashes on the screen! He came 11th in his race which I gather is ok for him – he generally comes around 12th or 13th. Later that evening as the sun went down over the bay we had another go at fishing off the wharf -Aonghas caught a couple of tiddlers and Lachlan nearly had the catch of the weekend but … it got away! Rob got quite excited as Lachlan’s rod bent under the strain of a big fish but it disappeared under the wharf, lost the hook and swam away to freedom!

Next day Rob woke us up early to say that the sea was a bit calmer and did we want to go out on the boat – the answer was a resounding yes from the boys – I’ve never known them get up and dressed so quickly on a cold, very early morning! I have to admit to being quite excited myself as I have rarely been out on a motor boat! We packed up some provisions, made sure we had plenty of layers on, and off we went out to sea! Well not very far – we were within sight of land the whole time but it was quite bouncy as we picked up speed – quite exhilarating! Rob stopped the boat at a seemingly random spot but he appeared to have a reason for his choice – years of experience I guess! It looked promising when Aonghas got a bite 30 seconds after putting his line in the water! A snapper, but a bit small so back it went into the sea! A couple of minutes later he got another one and this was a decent size! But it seemed our optimism was short lived as it was a good half hour before Ernie caught another and that was too small as well! We continued to bob up and down on the water as the sun warmed us up but the fish just weren’t biting. Ernie and Aonghas had a few more nibbles and the bait was taken a few times but otherwise nothing. Rob decided to move a bit further along and let Lachlan have a go at driving! He was in his element – we chugged along for a bit going round in circles until Rob explained about how to fix on a point to aim for and then he cracked it! I even started to relax a bit and then Rob thought it was safe enough to crank the speed up a bit, and there we were racing along with my 13 year old son at the helm!!! Sorry Lachlan, but I was a bit nervous! The new fishing site was no better – Ernie bagged a Gurnard but the wind started to pick up and the waves started to toss us around a bit so Rob decided that we should call it a day. We all got a bit damp on the way back as Rob speeded along and the spray came over the boat but it was great fun. Aonghas was reluctant to hold his first fish – “it’s disgusting – all slimy!” but eventually plucked up courage to have his picture taken! Lorraine cooked our meagre haul for a snack before tea and it was delicious – even Aonghas enjoyed it! That was the end of fishing for the weekend – typically the wind dropped on Monday morning when we had packed up to go home but, hey, that’s life! The boys really enjoyed their go at fishing and are dead keen to go back – they even wanted to buy fishing rods on the way home! We had a lovely time in Otauto, heaps of thanks to Rob and Lorraine for putting up with us and especially Rob for all his patience with two exciteable and (sometimes restless) boys!

The first term over!

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Well the boys have made it through to the end of their first term at school. Lachlan seems to be coasting quite a bit and finding the standard of the work easier than in the UK. Of course he doesn’t mind not having much homework because he finishes everything in class but has intimated that he finds some of his lessons boring because he isn’t really challenged. He is also still quite disorganised – lost his school planner already so doesn’t write anything down (not that he used it anyway!) Whilst he doesn’t have much to remember it’s not a problem but he isn’t getting into the habit of using a planner for when he will have more to remember. (Sorry QES but the good habits he was encouraged to have there have just gone out of the window now there is no pressure from school here!) There is a Parents’ evening after the holidays so we will address those issues then! It may just be the case that the first term is slow because all the students are new and have just come from the different Middle Schools. However having started to study the French scheme of work in readiness for my new job I think it’s more the case that the standard here is just lower than in the UK! There has also been quite a lot of discussion in the staffroom about the low standard of the NCEAs, (external National Exams) which were introduced/revamped relatively recently, being too easy. The idea being that everyone succeeds and so has higher self esteem – where have I heard that before?! The reality, of course being that most kids find them too easy, aren’t challenged and so just doss around in class because they know they can gain credits without putting themselves out too much! Balance is a wonderful thing! That, of course is a crassly simplistic explanation of a complicated educational ethos but one that, I think, has some merit.

Aonghas is enjoying school (though claims he doesn’t as always!) and he is positively challenged. A balance does seem to be achieved in the Primary School although if we had any complaints it would be that he has too much homework! He certainly has a more structured program than Lachlan and spends more time “studying” at home. They have a program called “Have a BALL” (Be a Life Learner). They have a grid of activities that they should do over a two week period which include maths, spellings and reading, as you would expect, but also has activities that involve the whole family in an attempt to encourage parents to take some responsibility for their children’s progress and also to create a healthy work-life balance. Activities include doing a 10 minute task to help out in the house each day (fine by me!), playing a game with a family member, trying out a new activity, relaxing (he’s good at that one!), doing some exercise, using a computer to do research work and so on. All activities which you would expect to do in your everyday life. In theory the children do the activities at their own level but Aonghas does get quite anxious and thinks he has to complete everything so we have had some tears!

The two week blocks tend to be topic related and obviously linked to the topics they are doing in school so last time all the work was to do with birds as they have just had a trip to Maungatautari. For example, there was some research to do about how fantails build their nests, they had to draw a bird and write some notes about their chosen bird, they had a poem as a stimulus and had to write a similar poem about a bird of their choice – all that on top of 10 minutes reading everyday, learning spellings and maths activities! Quite a lot of work and in fact there was some discussion in the playground from other parents about how much there was and how much time parents as well as children were having to spend doing it. Aonghas is quite bright and relatively well motivated – surprisingly! He comes home most evenings and gets his maths book out to complete his maths, though he is less keen on writing activities. We also have time to sit with him but families where the children are less bright or who have little brothers and sisters and parents don’t have the time to sit with them are finding the whole program quite onerous and stressful. Anyway, they have a break over the holidays – all the activities on the homework sheet are just having fun, eating healthily, helping round the house, and doing physical activities to challenge themselves. We can cope with all of those! One of them is to climb your nearest mountain so hopefully we will get out this weekend and do that! We have a few to choose from!

I mentioned Aonghas’ school trip to Maungatautari – Maunga is the Maori word for mountain. Aonghas was delighted that I could accompany him and his class – he has always wanted me to come on school trips and I never could before because I was working full time. Maungatautari is a forested volcanic cone which unfortunately over the last 200 hundred years or so since the European settlers arrived has been decimated of it’s native species – both plants and birds. This is a huge problem all over NZ. The threatened native populations of NZ are mainly ground dwelling birds such as the Kiwi which had no predators until the early settlers introduced rabbits, and then stoats, weasels (to control the rabbits), mice, rats, possums, goats etc. The trees were felled, especially the Kauri, for building which inevitably affected other species in the bush. Anyway the upshot of it is that the Department of Conservation has created an Ecological Island at Maungatautari. It is an amazingly ambitious project to clear the area of all mammalian pests and predators (non-native species) and to encourage native species such as the kiwi and other birds as well as regenerating a healthy diversity of fauna and flora in the forest. To that end they have erected a predator proof fence around the whole area and spent years tracking and trapping all the predators from within the area so that they now are pretty certain there are no predators left. In the last couple of years they have introduced several pairs of kiwi as well as other birds and just this year a kiwi chick hatched. The fence really is impressive – there is a space like a sort of no mans land either side of the fence so that creatures can’t use the tree branches as bridges and there is an alarm system in place in case the fence is breached by, for instance, a tree falling.

We had a lovely time – there were 5 parents as well as two teachers so we had responsibility for a group of 4 children each and of course Aonghas was in my group which he was thrilled about. We met a volunteer from the Maungatautari Trust who told us all about the aims of the project and then took us up to the fence and explained how it worked. The children had already done some work on the project in class so knew some of the information which meant that they didn’t have to take in too much at once and were able to ask really good questions and answer her questions too. We then walked through the forest and tried to keep the children quiet enough to hear the birds! We spotted lots of the predator tracking boxes – these are placed every 20 metres or so throughout the forest so that they can make an accurate survey of what is around. Even though they are pretty certain hey have eradicated the pests they continue the survey to make sure none get in. Just yesterday there was news that on a similar ecological island in the Hauraki Gulf a predator has killed some birds so vigilance is vital. There are Weta houses dotted around the forest too which gave us an opportunity to see these normally nocturnal spiders.

The best part of the walk was when we were entertained by a very cheeky little Fantail. These are delightful wee birds which flit around from branch to branch, chirping as they go and this one led us a real dance! I’ve included a short video I shot on our camera – not very high spec and definitely not professional quality but hopefully you can get an idea of what we saw.

Fantails are quite tame and have been known to come in to people’s houses. This is the poem that Aonghas wrote for his homework (with some parental help – but not much!) about the Fantail.

I’m a little nosey native with a big showy tail

See if you can follow my trail

Spot me in your garden, the park or the bush

I’m never still, always in a rush.

Hopping from twig to twig, flitting all around

My black and white stripy tail bobs up and down.

I love to follow visitors, tell them all I know

Scratching under my wing and squeaking as I go.

WHAT AM I?

Wooden Tower MaungatautariIn the middle of the bush there is a wooden tower which the kids had been talking about the whole trip and it didn’t disappoint. It is a huge structure which is pretty impressive, it sways in the wind and as it is wood it also creaks but the view from the top is stunning. You can look down on the birds’ nests and the crowns of the trees and we had a great view of a couple of very fat looking Wood Pigeons. Unfortunately the sway of the tower added to the number of children running round the top platform and the distance means that the photos are not the sharpest but you get an idea.

If you ask Aonghas and half the kids what the highlight of the trip was though they would say it was that one of the buses broke down on the way back and they got to play on the playground whilst they waited for it to be fixed!

…..the one that got away!

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Report from Aonghas

Last weekend we went to the caravan and we went fishing. On the first day we went fishing on the rocks and no one caught anything. Then on the same day we went fishing at night on the wharf and I caught two little fish but no one else caught anything. The fish were too small so we threw them back in the sea. The next morning very early we went fishing in the boat and I caught two Snappers and Ernie caught a Snapper and a Gurnard but only one of my Snapper and Ernie’s Gurnard were big enough to keep. We ate them for tea and they were scrummy. When we came back on the boat Mum took a picture of me with my fish and I had to hold it – it felt disgusting – all slimy!

Balloons over Waikato and an unforgiving rugby pitch

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A couple of things to report today apart from the news that it looks like the weather is finally going to break. A trough of low pressure is coming in from the Tasman Sea and the temperature has already dropped, the sky has darkened and the rain is on it’s way.

This week saw Aonghas’ first rugby ttaining at Marist Rugby Club. He is in Grade 9 Gold team and he seemed to enjoy his first session –dust bowl rugby certainly held his own, and was one of the fastest on the pitch so hewas quite pleased with himself. Lachlan has been doing pre-season training at school for a couple of weeks now but it has mainly been fitness work. However they had a pre-season friendly match against a South Auckland team who were bigger and faster than them on Saturday morning. The result was predictable but, in fact, they held their own for the first half and have the makings of a good team. There are several players who have not played rugby before or only played a little bit so the team looked a bit hesitant at times when players didn’t know what to do in set pieces. They were reluctant to meet the tackles (understandably so – I wouldn’t either!!) which meant that the South Auckland lads (mainly Islanders and Maoris) got a chance to get up a head of steam so were almost unstoppable. Lachlan, as usual, was to be seen hanging onto their legs as they charged down to the try line. He managedtackle monster! to make quite a few try saving tackles and his coach was quite impressed with him. In terms of ability the teams were quite evenly matched but bulk, pace and fitness certainly won out in the end. All the lads were battered and bruised afterwards – the pitch was bone dry and as hard as hard, photos show the dust rising as they ran – another reason not to want to go to ground! The rain will be welcome! After the match we went back to the school for some refreshment. This isn’t a usual thing but as the team had come down from Auckland – 2 hours away – we felt it was important to feed them! I helped serving the food and along with the other Mums who helped was amazed at the politeness of all the boys. Lots of thank yous, no pushing and shoving – they were all a credit to their schools and parents.

Over the last few days Hamilton has played host to a “floating” of hot air balloons. (what is the collective noun for hot air balloons?) It is an annual event and balloons come from all over the world – this year there was Darth Vader from Belgium! We didn’t catch much of the ballooning earlier in the week – they do all sorts of activities but nearly all start at 6.00am or happen during the school day! Most of the events occur at Innes Common by Hamilton Lake (Rotoroa) However, on Saturday evening the “Night Glow” was held at the University so we wandered up to see what it was all about. Amazing! We didn’t have the best viewing position as we were round the side but the show was pretty spectacular nonetheless. As the sun went down and the moon came up and darkness fell the balloonists were busy inflating the balloons. As we watched we noticed more balloons – they seemed to be really close together and almost jostling for space – snuggling up against each other as they swelled. It reminded me of dough rising when you’ve put the bread buns too close together and they don’t have space to expand! The balloons lit up in time to the music – some of the choreography seemed a bit random but on the whole it was well done. There was a sort of space age theme due to the presence of Darth Vader I think, but lots of appropriate and popular music for the theme which got the crowd involved. Once the balloons had done their bit it was time for the pyrotechnicians. The wonderfully choreographed firework display, with a clear sky as a backdrop, was quite stunning. Managed to get a few pictures and there are more on flickr. though they are never as good as the real thing!

This morning we thought we would make the effort to get up and watch the “hurdling” display!? Balloons jumping hurdles – well you just have to don’t you? So despite a late night last night we dragged ourselves out of bed, packed up some honey sandwiches, made a couple of flasks of tea, grabbed some blankets and the camera and headed out to Lake Rotoroa to see the final ballooning display. It was a lovely morning, as the darkness dissipated the sky turned a beautiful red and then blue. A few clouds but generally blue and still though cold. When we arrived we wondered why some people were going in the opposite direction to us but there seemed to be plenty of folk on the common and we could see the bright orange flares of the hot air balloon burners so we pressed on. Wandered around for a bit, Lachlan and Aonghas had a peer into a balloon basket whilst the owners explained what all the gadgets were for, noticed that some of the balloonists appeared to be packing things up and soon found out that the morning’s display had been cancelled because it was too windy! It didn’t seem that way on the ground but apparently up the in the sky it was, so that was that! What a disappointment! Getting up at 5.30am on a Sunday morning for nothing!!!! Oh well! Boys had a play in the playground, we took some photos of the Pukeko and then headed back home and spent the next five hours playing Monopoly – Dad won! Enough said!


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