Naqara Village School

by chris cunningham

After last night’s arrival into the village we awoke this morning to the sound of rooster’s crowing, kid’s yelling, and a dogfight. I slept about 2 hours, if that. I’m going to be a wreck in the kayak’s today. We ate breakfast with about a 1000 flies. Not sure why there weren’t that many flies at dinner the night before, but wow. We were taken over to the school and got to meet the kids. They were totally amazing and they sang for us. They sang some traditional songs, and sang a version of “This Land is Your Land”. They sang the first half in fijian and the second half in english. They also reworked the lyrics to refer to things in Fiji rather than “redwood forests” and “gulf stream waters”. We all introduced ourselves and told them where we’re from and what we do. They do have access to DVD’s, so they had all seen movies, but I’m sure they didn’t really grasp what we really do. I told them I was from Los Angeles and geographically I think that went right over them. A map would have been handy about then. After about half an hour, we waved goodbye and I couldn’t help but think their school is probably like any school around the world. There’s probably a bully, a bookworm, an outcast, a jock, etc. A whole Fijian “Breakfast Club” sitting right in front of me. A real highlight of the trip.