Cale and I have this routine of sorts. Every other week or so we have lunch in Apia when we come in to grocery shop. It is almost always at the same place and we always eat the same thing: fish and chips.
The fish and chips themselves aren't that amazing; it is what happens over the meal that keeps us doing it so regularly. We sit and talk and talk and talk some more. It was over fish and chips that we came up with the idea to have a workshop for students to teach them how to fix broken computers. It was over fish and chips that Cale decided to build his solar kiln in Savaii with our sister school's woodworking instructor.
Yesterday our fish and chips discussion was over Cale and Alo's plans for next term. They have decided to implement positive reinforcement in their classes instead of the negative reinforcement of detentions currently used. At the end each week they will reward the entire class if the class made through the week with out individual students getting in trouble. Cale also talked about what a good day he had at school that day. He is finding his groove dealing with two classes at the same time and is very excited to see how well is Year 2 students are progressing. He said he felt like a real teacher, maybe even a good teacher that knows what he is doing.
Our fish and chips excursions always leave me feeling inspired or at least less tired. I cannot imagine how people manage Peace Corps life alone. As a married couple, Cale and I have someone to come home to everyday. Someone to talk things over, hash things out and develop ideas with. Someone to keep us sane. If I taught at school all day and then had to come home to an empty house, my brain filled with all the developments of the day and no one to discuss them with, I think I would be a lot less pleasant person.