Apparently such a thing is possible.
As Oprah would say, my “A-ha! moment”.
That evening we were given time to work on our lesson demonstration the next day – which of course meant that as soon as classes were done, almost everyone high-tailed it out of there. I had a quick practice session with my group members in the stairwell but left as quickly as I could to meet Sylvia and the others. We were off to Itaewon, also known as (ok, it might be just me) Little America.
I was very nervous for my first day of proper teaching. But given that I had no idea what I was doing (and that included which lesson the various classes were on) and hadn’t prepared properly, I probably should have been a lot more nervous than I was.
So as you all know by now (hopefully), I am off to the Far East on Tuesday: namely, South Korea, to teach the young Koreans that fair language I call my mother tongue.