Sunday, March 13, 2011

From Owen

i remember the first day i spent teaching at the boarding school. i spent most of the day organizing, but when i got to teach the kids, none of them talked to me. i had been so afraid of this happening, that i was almost terrified at the idea of going back to the school. but the next day, when we were teaching, George and i got to lead a lesson and play games with the kids. it was then when i learned how amazing it felt to spend time teaching and interacting with the kids. i finally got to know them and actually learn about their lives. it was also amazing to grade their papers and find that a bunch of them got what we had taught. the teacher said that they had trouble learning about it so i felt extremely proud about what i had done.

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