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The History I was trained by the Peace Corps to speak Hindi. When we got off the plane in Nausori, the head guy asked me if I wanted to teach at the University. That would have meant living in the biggest city, Suva. Not what I signed up for. So I turned him down. So they posted me at Queen Victoria School. A boarding school for Fijian boys who were punished if they spoke Fijian. |
The First Day I was picked up at NTC by Ian White, his Fijian wife Susi and Woody a Fiji II PCV. And Woody was driving!! Completely against rules. They were an odd bunch and had been drinking. They questioned me on the way and when I told them that I was an artist by hobby, White said I was the new art teacher...just like that. Does any of this sound like M*A*S*H? That first evening David took me up to meet the headmaster, John McDougall, and have drinks and chat. Totally straight goody-two-shoes thrown into what seemed like a Somerset Maugham story of English imperialism. |
The Letter From a letter dated 27-1-70: "Its the best school, no doubt. It has a chapel, four dormitories and the main school
building looks like Mount Vernon complete with columns. A surgery, farm and dining hall. Each regular teacher has his own house.
The guy I am with is a bum, the house was a mess, every dish and pan was dirty, junk everywhere, dirt everywhere with bugs crawling
all over. I'm spending most of my time scrubbing. I'm about ¼ of my room washed. The diesel generator that produces
electricity for the school is right below and soot has caked everything. He also doesn't have any food nor money so we are getting
by on tea and bread. So tomorrow I'm going to bus into Suva and buy, buy, buy. We have a refrigerator, but since power is only on
a few times each day we can't freeze anything.
"I know that I am going to teach math and art classes. Don't know if I can do it but I want to try. I'm also in charge of set design for the drama club and I understand that we tour the islands. I'm also in charge of the food store which means I order the food for the mess hall, I check it in and I distribute it out to the cooks. Food for 400 people is going to be a headache". |
The Art ![]() |
The Master On Duty aka MOD. Each teacher takes a turn for a week at a time. I hated it because I had to get up
at 5:30AM to wake the boys at 5:45AM and force them to work until breakfast, supervise that and chase them up to the Chapel and from there to
school. After school to try to supervise 300 boys cutting grass all over the place. In the evening you had to chase them down to
prep at school and then wander around for two hours making sure that the studied. And finally you had to make sure they were all in bed
by lights out.
![]() To help you out there was a Prefect on Duty - Tevita Sekicolo is in the photo taken on a Saturday morning. My favorite ploy was to ask the POD to cover farm work. Saturday is the same as during weekdays until 8AM and then comes farm work for 90 minutes. I hated it the most just as the boys did - so many skip it and try out so many excuses that you never figure out who should be doing it. Some boys are on "fruit salad" duty, making it up for ![]() |
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The Punishment The boys called me James Bond because I was so sneaky and caught so many of them. I continually set new records for number of offenses each week. Black and white Malley. A rule is a rule. Which is idiotic since it just created more headaches and arguments and bad feelings plus work for myself. |
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Post Office Savings Once in awhile a fellow drives up from Suva and the boys get a chance to make a deposit, but usually it is drawing of funds to use at the school tuckshop. Was a pain for me as my homeroom class, 4B, could never make a trip to the "bank" without behaving like little twerps. |
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Typical Weekend ![]() |
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Typical Suva To Suva with Whites, Domo and Su's sister Jeneti. To PC Office to get my gamma gobulin shot. While there I ran into Susan G, the Parkers and Paul Sinnot (PC Staff). Had a long chat with Chuck and finally met the director, Jack. I guess there are PCVs from Mpls in Fiji VI. On my way to Desai's I ran into Waqa, Anare R, Savenaca and Jonacani. Ian and I placed a $30 library order. Ran into Murphys at the bank and had lunch with the Kacimaiwais. Went to the market and bartered a masi down from $2 to $1.60. Ran into Meli U, Viliame Dau, Taniela and Mesake. I was reading on a bench when I was joined by Josevata T and we chatted for a while. Then I was joined by Sigston, Peter and Nacanieli N. Went to M-H's to get some food and DIDN'T meet anyone there. Back to Desai's to pick up the books and Jonacani helped me carry them to White's car. Back to M-H's and we ran into Sova, Vic Davis and a talkative chap from NZ. We ate at New Peking where I saw Bill Goodman. Others I ran into were Bill Thomas, the Griffins and Mark. In otherwords, a typical day in Suva. Got back about 9:30PM very tired. |
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Washing Clothes ![]() ![]() You may ask where 300 boys wash their clothes. There were a couple industrial size boilers down by the dining hall. That's Joji Rabete doing his (or is he de-stilling homebrew?). |
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Leisure From a letter Feb 14, 1971:
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Prep Each school night the boys are required to be in their from room and studying. The prep master was in charge of the boys from 6PM until they were all in bed - approx 10PM. This was the worst job. Imagine trying to ensure that 330 boys were in their beds in eight different buildings spread around the compound. Since I was strict I often had many rude remarks and things (knives, rocks) thrown at me in the dark. Some nights the Bauan boys would throw rocks onto our tin roof, know ing that they couldn't be "caught". See PREP MASTER instructions sheet |
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The Dining Duty. July 21, 1971. First day of Dining Hall Supervision (taking over from Woody) and so I no longer need to do MOD or prep. In theory I needed to be in hand for all three meals, to maintain order. But I rarely went down and trusted the prefects |
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Rubbish ![]() |
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Band ![]() |
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Food Safe This was a cupboard with open sides that were covered with window screen to keep the flies and cockroaches out. To stop the ants we put each foot into a bowl filled with water. But that didn't work so we used kerosene. |
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The Bug Aug 13, 1971. Dr Low told me tests showed that I have parasites (amoebic dysentry) and gave me some pills. |
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The Teeth Peace Corps gave us mouth guards and liquid fluoride. We filled the mouth pieces and then kept them in our mouth for about 10 minutes each day. |
The Book In the staff room was a book that any teacher could write about important matters. Of course, Heasley and I turned it into an ongoing story of slings and arrows, sharp witted things with humour. Wish I would have taken a photo of a page. |
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The Village Across the river is the village of Lawaki. A few of the men had farm jobs at the school. But it was a subsistance life, fishing and growing native crops on nearby hillsides. |
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The Primary School David and I went to the Lawaki school to explain "new math" to the teachers. It turned out that they didn't understand any math. So I spent time with Toga, Numai and Suli's wife, Tuvou, explaining sets and the theory of discovery learning. The school, itself, was as I expected. 200 students in one small room partitioned into 3 rooms by blackboards. It is a committe run school meaning there is very little money. They have six maths books for 35 students and no answer book for the teacher. We had tea and cake and left knowing that we'd never be able to help them. |
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The Ferries ![]() |
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The Island I Qoma is a very small island just off the QVS coast. Small punts get people and goods back and forth. The school secretary, Lusi, and carpenter (her father, Meli) were from the island. I was on the island for Lusi's wedding in Dec 1970. There is a smaller island (uninhabited in the 70's) called Qoma Lailai which can be walked to at low tide. We spent and afternoon, fishing and having a meal on that one in Jan 1976. Photos |
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The Island II During the term break boys who couldn't go home spent the two weeks on the island of Nukulevu off of Lodoni. I spent a couple days with them. Photos. |
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