This week, I am observing and giving feedback to the current TEFL students as they do their teaching practices. The teaching practices are at the monastery school where I took my TEFL course in October.
I remember this room well. In the beginning was so intrigued by the windows, and the early afternoon rainy season thunderstorms. Sometimes cats would yowl on the roof outside those windows, or come inside and say hello. Sometimes enormous insects would fly in and swoop down at us.
Everyone who taught that class is gone now, off on different adventures.
And I'll be an unemployed vagabond again after this week. With a hula hoop.