A day at school
I awoke this morning from a splendid night of sleep and opened my curtains to a stunningly sunny morning. Ceasar, my growing puppy, stuck his nose under the mosquito net hovering over my bed, and looked at me eagerly to take him out. I made a quick breakfast of earl grey tea (thousands of thanks to my wonderfully generous mom) and set off to the primary school down the road. I arrived just in time for the morning assembly, in which the children line up according to shapes outlined by rocks in the ground, and sing a medley of songs. I followed the standard 6 teacher to his classroom and got a brief summary of what they were learning. As we approached the front door of his classroom, he turned to me and said “So if you could teach about the present continuous tense, that would be great. You have an hour until the next class comes in…there will be three classes total.” I stared at him blankly, caught my composure and said, “Well, how about you start the class and I