It's Friday morning at 10:10. My reminder goes off on my phone. I've got playground duty at the climbing frame in ten minutes.
I put on my neon-green duty armband, grab my thermos of Korean tea and make my way down to the canteen. I order one chicken wrap. They always serve chicken wraps on Fridays - it's a favourite among us teachers.
The students are in the canteen eating their snack. They chat and laugh among themselves. The sound of children's voices bounce and vibrates off the walls. I get my wrap and stroll down to the bench where I have my duty. I know I can take my time because the students are still eating. As I walk away from the canteen, the sound of their voices gets further and further away; softer and softer, until it is a faint sound in the distance.
The playground is still. A precious moment of quite in a noise filled day. I sit down on the bench. Feel the warmth of the hot Jakarta sun. Take a deep breath. Relax. It's Friday.
It's 10:20, the bell rings for playtime and the students come charging down to the climbing frame. Quick finish your wrap. Duty calls.