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Filifest 2007!

The Filifest... my friend and I, and our two daughters, drove out to the Hutt to see this. I drove because she claims she always gets lost out there. Don't we all? We hit an inexplicable and most unfortunate traffic jam going round the Bays, so the journey took longer than expected. We had a fast Indian meal in a nearby restaurant, fascinated by the way the waitress spilled curry sauce on the trouser leg of a man at the next table, then dropped all our entree dishes on the floor as she cleared the table... we then drove to the theatre, but Lower Hutt is the most irritating town for negotiating, and the Town Hall, library and so forth, are all located on a large block that is curved, with miles of empty ground, none of it allocated for parking. We finally parked beside another car beside a hundred year old set of gravestones... fortunately close to the theatre. We were late and our friend was waiting, dressed up in a white satin dress, hair up, high heels, looking most amazing, Filipino style!

The concert was great, featuring styles of dance through the years, first a set of Highland Tribal dances, then a set of dances influenced by the Spanish takeover, this was followed by a group of Mindanao dances, influenced by Thai and Bali, and finally a lively bunch of dances based on life in the rural village. My Filipino friend's two daughters were in a number of dances, including one where you balance a glass of drink on your head while you dance, and one where you leap in and out of clacking bamboo poles! Many dances involved courtship, a minefield of behavioural perplexity in the Filipino culture! Other dances reflected the customs and activites of the country, seed planting, bird and fish life, coconut plantation work, rice harvesting, all that sort of thing.

It was colourful and fun, and we had a good time. On the way home we stopped for a coffee (hot chocolate for the girls) at Oriental Bay and just enjoyed being out.

Now it's Sunday night. School tomorrow. Not ready for that. No. No way. We had Asher's Open Day at his college for next year this afternoon. It took ages but it was worth it. He's really keen to go there now. It's the brother school of where I work now. And I used to work with the Principal and the Chaplain out at Stream about twenty years ago LOL! Small world, Wellington.

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natesmountain
May. 21st, 2007 04:56 am (UTC)
-What do you call a college in NZ - is it the equivalent of our secondary school, and do the year groups match ours?
A college is secondary school, yes.
And I think the years roughly match yours, although we are sometimes younger... or older... we have a new name for our classes the last few years (they used to be Standards then Forms) , you start Year One on your fifth birthday, and you go through to Year Thirteen, then you leave at the end of that year, in December (our school year runs from February to December)!

-And did the open day give you any ideas for Breathing Space?!
Funny you should ask that! It reminded me of so much more!
And seeing people I used to work with out at boarding school, yeah, it was fuel for the fire *g*
vivh
May. 21st, 2007 06:03 am (UTC)
British secondary schools are mostly 11 to 18 year olds, though it is not the same everywhere in the country, whereas New Zealand colleges are mostly 13 to 18 year olds. There are Middle schools in some parts of Britain, but not nearly as popular as Intermediate schools in NZ, and I think the idea of extended primary schools, 5 to 13 year olds, is pretty much unknown in Britain.
natesmountain
May. 21st, 2007 09:38 am (UTC)
In some ways, I like the idea of Form one to seven schools. Then again, is it hard on the younger ones? I'm not a big fan of intermediates, but I am always meeting parents who rave about how well their children do there.

My mother went to Sacred Heart in Lower Hutt for her entire school career, from five to sixteen. She even had Montessori teaching from the nuns there, way back in 1935!
vivh
May. 21st, 2007 06:43 pm (UTC)
I never liked intermediates much, though the boys all enjoyed their time there! Form 1 to 7 schools usually split into three fairly independent parts "juniors" - form 1 and 2 (sometimes 3 as well), "seniors" - form 3 - 5, and 6th form - last two years. Mostly that seems to work quite well!
moth2fic
May. 21st, 2007 10:52 am (UTC)
Our children start in Reception during the school year (Sept - Aug) in which they reach 5. Then regardless of their actual age they go into Y1 the following September, possibly only days after their fifth birthday if they were born in August. They leave Infant School for Junior School (usually in the same building but often run along fairly different lines) at the end of Y2. They leave Junior School at the end of Y6. Secondary school takes them to Y11 and the main GCSE exams that everyone takes, then there's either college or sixth form for two years. These last are becoming fused and blurred since most sixth forms were separated from Secondary schools and the exam filed was widened with lots of vocational options.

People have just about got over the confusion caused by Junior 1 becoming Y3 ...!!

It's amazing just how much 'fuel' is available in perfectly ordinary situations!

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