It was a walk down memory lane for me. The school still has this nice atmosphere, very calm and homely. There are some changes since my time, like the addition of a library and swimming pool. I was happy and impressed ….
At the entrance – AgaKhan Education Services
They still have a tortoise penn
And a kasuku !
Nursery rhyme classrooms – pic 1
Nursery rhyme classrooms – pic 2
Down the school corridor
Up the school corridor – towards the reception
Inside a classroom – pic 1
Inside classroom – pic 2
Play area
Swimming pool
Library
Music room – pic 1
Music room – pic 2
On the board
The toilets !
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By: Aga Khan Nursery School Mombasa « Ismaili Mail on November 28, 2008
at 4:31 pm
Beautíful.
By: Yasmin on November 30, 2008
at 12:34 pm
What a facility, WOW. It has changed from my days at the school some sixty years ago. I am a product of the Aga Khan School migrating to Pakistan in 1949 at the age of 14 years, and felt nostalgic. What I see now in the pictures is that the school is the best of the best I have seen.
Thanks.
By: Mansur Dhanani on December 1, 2008
at 4:06 am
Thanks for the comments. Yes the school is lovely now and its still retained that homely feel to it.
By: beautifulmombasa on December 1, 2008
at 6:35 am
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By: Week-in-Review — Nov 23 and Nov 30, 2008 « Ismaili Mail on December 1, 2008
at 7:00 pm
Very interesting.
Some have so much while others have so little.
Beautiful school for which there is such a need in Kenya
Is there information available on who pays for the upkeep of this school
By: 286kiwi on January 1, 2009
at 3:56 pm
Your school is lovely. Do you use montessori teaching method?
By: clare on July 24, 2009
at 11:56 am
yeah they do
By: beautifulmombasa on July 28, 2009
at 11:37 am
i schooled in agakhan primary and high.it feels good to see agakhan nursery.The feeling of going to agakhan schools is amazing.is agakhan nursery purely montessori?
By: khadija ali on April 19, 2010
at 6:43 pm
Yes its montessori
By: beautifulmombasa on April 24, 2010
at 6:07 am
It’s an amazing place.I remain to wish that all teachers at the school can reflect on this inspiring story;
ONE OF THE BEST STORIES I’VE EVER HEARD!
As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X’s and then putting a big ‘F’ at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child’s past records and she put Teddy’s off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
Teddy’s first grade teacher wrote, ‘Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners… he is a joy to be around..’
His second grade teacher wrote, ‘Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.’
His third grade teacher wrote, ‘His mother’s death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn’t show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren’t taken.’
Teddy’s fourth grade teacher wrote, ‘Teddy is withdrawn and doesn’t show much interest in school. He doesn’t have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.’
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy’s. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children’s laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, ‘Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.’
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children…. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her ‘teacher’s pets..’
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he’d stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honours. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favourite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor’s degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer…. The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there.
You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson’s ear, ‘Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.’
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, ‘Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn’t know how to teach until I met you.’
(For you who don’t know, Teddy Stoddard is the Doctor at Iowa Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)
Warm someone’s heart today. . . . .
pass this along. I love this story so very much, I cry every time I read it. Just try to make a difference in someone’s life today or tomorrow? just ‘do it’.
Random acts of kindness, I think they call it!
By: Concerned on November 22, 2011
at 11:17 am
interesting read that ought to be every teacher’s philosophy
By: Walter on November 23, 2011
at 12:50 pm
its very nice
By: shah danial on January 14, 2012
at 9:31 am
If only the teachers at my son’s old school had read this maybe his life would have been different today. They sure did’nt know how to teach then, it was only a job for them!
By: shiwa on February 17, 2012
at 8:48 am