Olng’arua School Photo Journal

a regular peek in to daily life at Olng'arua Community School
  • The wheelbarrow race

    The wheelbarrow race

    Is there anyone who doesn’t enjoy the wheelbarrow race? Excessive laughter caused several of the competitors to withdraw from the race early (collapsed in fits of giggles), only the most highly disciplined made it to the end.

  • Tree Planting

    Tree Planting

    To mark his long association with the school we asked Peter Bender to plant at tree when he came to visit us.

  • Cleaning the toilets

    Cleaning the toilets

  • Elephant neighbours

    Elephant neighbours

    There are so many elephants hanging around the school at the moment. Maybe because of the drought, maybe because the places they normally are at this time of year are over run by desperate (and rather aggressive) herders and their livestock. We are happy to have them though, to share our water and even put …

  • Leseyan


  • Washing up!

    Washing up!

  • Home time…

    Home time…

  • Hanging out before fieldwork

    Hanging out before fieldwork

  • Olng’arua Sky

    Olng’arua Sky

  • Losaku


    A sprinkling of dirt just seems to make him even happier.

  • Encouraging freedom of expression at Olng’arua School

    Encouraging freedom of expression at Olng’arua School

    Have your own thoughts, develop your own identity, become the person you always wanted to be. Don’t be held back by the expectations of others, the constraints of your environment or the limits the world tries to put on you.

  • The First Classroom

    The First Classroom

    Commonly referred to as ‘Class One’ because it was the first classroom and, in fact, the first ever building at Olng’arua School. It is actually home to the nursery children and to class one and class two students.

  • A busy lunch time in the school dinning hall

    A busy lunch time in the school dinning hall

  • Running Races

    Running Races

  • The sapphire pools

    The sapphire pools

    Visiting the source of the Ngare Ndare. The river that, eventually, runs past our school.