Maimuna’s Memoir: That Posh School

She glanced over at me, “And it’s left me wondering, then what am I paying the teacher for? It’s like she learns nothing at all in school, a school considered to be posh? Now it’s left for me to teach her, haba, it’s unfair.” I nodded my head in agreement. I had been silent but finally could not help but join in the conversation. “That’s true it isn’t fair, although the homework would help Farida, she has to be taught in order to understand when you guide her in doing her homework.” Rakiya sighed, “Exactly, Maimuna. Now you understand why I’m upset. That’s what I thought I would be doing as well, it was not until I opened the text book and realised Farida had no idea what the homework was all about. I had to start teaching her afresh as she told me they had not done the assignment in class before.”