never considered myself to be a teacher, but I hope that some of my mother’s teaching abilities rubbed off on me. Luckily, I’m not teaching mathematics or science. I’m teaching English, which should be easy, right? The process has helped me learn and respect what teachers do everyday – making lesson plans and dealing with rambunctious children. Overall, the 20 students that I teach are well behaved and eager to learn English. Of all the languages in the world to know fluently, I’m fortunate to have English as my native language. Every country has a different language and if you don’t know the languages of the countries that you visit, then you’re out of luck. Fortunately, English is used and known by most countries and is the most desirable language to know.
The summer camp is some Mongolian name that I can’t pronounce (what else is knew), but my group of students sleeps in the dormitory called Ganzam. The other students at the camp are learning karate, playing, and doing arts and crafts. My students get to enrich their minds! Way to go for them! (or their parents for forcing them to learn English).
These are some pictures of the first three days at the camp. We keep the students on a tight regiment from wake-up time to bedtime, but this is probably a good idea to keep them out of trouble.