Morning and afternoon, students bleary-eyed and full of life.
The first week could barely have been counted as such. The word English was rarely mentioned as classes were mainly made up of introductions and catching up.
I am teaching M2, M5, and M6 this year so I only have one set of students that are repeats from last year. Nevertheless, the familiar faces run everywhere around the halls. There is nothing more reassuring than being besieged with shouts of "Hi Teacher Star" and "We missed you."
What is about the grateful smile of a child that brightens a lackluster mood? Some things don't have to be translated.
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