My fast track students are amazing for their complete honesty. The other day I lost my rhythm and train off thought after the first 45 minutes. I was just OFF. I wasn't making sense, they stopped understanding me and some of them were getting a little bit frustrated. one of my best students said to me, "Pi Jamie, you-ah-bowring-too-day," and to be honest, for a split second, my pride was wounded. But in retrospect, I'm more appreciative of the fact that they feel like they can tell me this sortof thing when it happens to be the truth. Because otherwise, they convey enthusiasm and enjoyment out of being in class, despite the fact that they have a test to take in less than three weeks. I almost won't know what to do with myself when they finally take that test, I'll have so much more time on my hands.
I started taking Thai lessons again and I'm learning the Thai alphabet. It's a combination of Sanskrit, Kamair and Pali. I have an alphabet book where I practice my handwriting, just like in 1st grade. My tutor is Pam. She's a native Thai who moved to Australia when she was 12 and now she's bilingual. She works for a different NGO educating prostitutes on safe sex, HIV, the works. My organization doesn't support them because ideally, they think, our efforts should be to stamp out prostitution. Realistically speaking though, the mindset of society will not be altered to the extent that it will eliminate the world's oldest profession. Might as well educate the people walking into that industry. At least, that's the counter-argument.
OK! being kicked out of the internet cafe, gnight!