Hmm, I think I just became a teacher

It turns out there is a greater need for me to be teaching English then they let on. They said I would tutor in English a bit but it turns out I am spending about 15 hours a week teaching the girls. At first they said it would be with large groups but now I have set it so that I am teaching anywhere form 1-6 girls at one time. It is hard and something I have never done before but it is becoming easier as I get to know the girls and we manage to laugh and talk as we work.

The school system over here teaches them all how to write and read English but not what any of it means. They will read a story out loud and have difficulty with the pronunciation but still manage to speak clearly enough so I can understand. Then I ask them what it means and they tell me that they don’t know. The saddest part to me is that all of them are so enthusiastic and want to understand English so much but just don’t have anyone helping them.

While this is not my strong suit and not what I would have picked to be doing the Lord has really been stretching me through it. Each day it gets a bit easier and as it gets easier it also becomes more and more of a joy. I came with a bit of a different agenda as to how I wanted to serve, but be picky about how I serve is a bit of an ironic concept. Serving is being willing to fill a need for someone else and that is what I am trying to do. They need an English teacher so I will take my 17 years of speaking the language and zero training in being a teacher and give it my best shot.