...my first volunteering as Santa Clause at a local junior school for orphans?Plausible!I recall once talking to my sister (Rita) and she was giving me some "life lesson" (haha) about how if one wanted something so bad, the world would conspire to give it to you. There is a half truth to that, for she failed to note (or she presumed I should know!?! Rita - Do clarify), that you must keep a sharp eye for the little bread crumbs that lead you , Hanzel or Grettel, to this something-you-want-so-bad.
Teaching? I wish I could say this was a life calling, it was mean't to be ... blah blah. Not quite, I'm afraid. In between my search for a purpose and path, I was able to pen down afew of my "reasons for living", of which along the path to the purpose, teaching happened to be the "bread crumbs". I have always loved to travel and to see the world, and what better way to do it than whilst leaving little blessings, in the form of lessons, along this path that I tread? Plus it took alittle outside the box thinking for the epiphany to dawn on me and I realised that my passion for psychology is deeply related to teaching. Especially language teaching.
So the Journey has began, and the world did indeed conspire to push me on my way as I was reading a local noticeboard ...lo and behold, there was a posting requesting for volunteer teachers for an N.G.O funded school 30 minutes out of town.
I called up Mary, the director, set up a meeting, met with her and she agreed to take me for Saturday classes, with me promising I would push in possibly two midweek evening classes, if my schedule let me. (I am already swamped with my Psychology and Portugues and Learning Teaching classes. Don't even get me started with the assignments from the two jobs that I somewhow juggle!!)
Here's to a new life! Mazel tov mazel tov!!
A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step - Annoymous Chinese saying.
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