Our “Feel it, it is here!”

The past week, the whole country has been abuzz with vuvuzela’s blaring, yellow T-shirts, and flags everywhere: every second car sports small S.A. flags or side-mirror caps, on every major intersection flags are being sold and there are flags on poles on all the main streets.  (Generally very festive, but some look rather pathetic, like the vertical hung flags in Zambesi Drive, which simply get twisted around the poles… Can’t SOMEONE do something about that?  It’s a major embarrassment!)

On Thursday Tamerin had her big World Cup Celebration – she made another BIG speech for which we practised very hard.  The day was a great success. (See www.homeschoolingaspecialchild.blogspot.com – part of my bloglist)

On Friday our school closed.  (“Our” because public schools closed on Wednesday.) We wore yellow ribbons for water aerobics.  One ardent German woman even made herself a swimming costume in the German flag colours.  The water aerobics class itself was different and great fun with group activities.  All to get into the spirit of things.  Afterwards I took Tammy to buy herself a new costume – she worked hard this term and I felt she really deserved it.  Along the way, we enjoyed the pulse of the streets.  Tammy knows all the flags and countries.

After school I went to the L’s for the opening of the soccer match and of course the big match.  Here are some pics:

Gert was chuffed with the a real Bafana-Bafana T-shirt he got from his work.  Like a lot of other people, he got stuck in a traffic jam at 13:00. Nobody who could help it, was going to work on Friday afternoon.  Jan is a civil servant and they too got the afternoon off.  Sadly taxis were suddenly very scarce: in Atterbury and Lynnwood Roads there were queues of people (in yellow T-shirts) waiting for transport, lots of them carrying heavy bags. 

Anyway, World Cup or no World Cup, Gert has to see to their pool every Friday.

He is fortunate (?) though to have the enthusiastic help of Franco.  Here he is filling the pool with the hose pipe – watch out Gert!

 

“Ouma, kyk!  Kyk, Ouma!” “Ouma kyk, my liefie!”

Gert got the beeny from his work too, and had to wear it to work on Friday.  Big upset in the L household, because Franco insisted on wearing it himself.  He offered his own hat to his father, but absolutely insisted on the Bafana-Bafana hat.  Some children have been wearing the real thing to school, it seems. 

All work an no play makes Jack a dull boy.  Gert and Franco played soccer while Dorette, Janita and I watched the opening of the World Cup.  It was quite good, but short and had too many videos – boring we thought.  It ended rather abrubtly – I was still waiting for the World Cup song, speeches etc. when S.A.B.C. switched to sport commentators.

 

Franco doing the diski dance.

Franco sitting still for one blessed moment, so that I could snap him in his yellow clothes.  Martelize had an ear infection, so they couldn’t come to the party.  Jan and Hendrik joined us later – they first had to stable the horses: the farm hands had the afternoon off.

Dorette making pizza for supper.  Njam!

Thanks for a great day!  And thank you that Bafana-Bafana did not lose despite a very wobbly start! (You did us proud Bafana-Bafana – you nearly won… and for that matter very nearly lost, but Itumeleng what a goalkeeper you are!  Wow!)  Thanks Jesus for letting them keep the hopes of our country alive!  Thank you for the unity and joy the country is experiencing at the moment… !

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