Monday dawned, appearing warm from my well-insulated flat. I was lulled into leaving my scarf behind; a move which I came to regret as we drove out of the warm city and into the chilly countryside.
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.