An amusing day

An amusing day

Class itself was rather fun today—at least for me. I tried my mom’s suggestion of splitting the class and had one half work on a reading assignment while the others played the Whose Line version of “The Dating Game” aka “Let’s make a date.” I didn’t add the quirks, since I figured that might be too much to cope with, and I don’t think everyone quite grasped the interactive nature of the game since it tended to be a series of questions to one person and then on to the next. We’ll keep working at it. (more…)

How on earth did I get here?

How on earth did I get here?

blog2From Elena Robertson, who is teaching at An Giang University, and who is association with Pacific Links, a group dedicated to fighting human trafficking.  

As the rain hammered into the ground around me, stinging my face and forcing my eyes to close, I realized that this moment, this very specific combination of feelings, was something I would never, ever forget. Racing on the back of a motorbike through the flooded streets of darkened Long Xuyen, I reflected on how surreal my life had suddenly become. Having just spent the evening working with human trafficking survivors, here I was, fleeing from the torrential downpour that had begun hours earlier. “How on earth did I get here?,” I thought to myself.  Allow me to rewind. (more…)

One Month Down

One Month Down

First post from Elena Robertson, who is teaching at An Giang University:

 

I have officially been in Long Xuyen for an entire month. I thought that, for my first blog, I’d talk about something other than teaching or the volunteer work that I do. Instead, I wanted to try and give you an idea of what being in Vietnam has been like–the weird things I’ve become accustomed to, the surprising aspects of life here and the hilarity I find in 99% of my life’s activities. (more…)

Getting Started in Can Tho

From Teacher Abby Mensing:

Let me start by recapping the journey here to Guest House Seven at Can Tho University, Campus One. My trip began with a standstill; a plane mysteriously needed to be located and so its prospective passengers enjoyed the delights of O’Hare airport for an additional three hours.  As the time for boarding approached, I overheard one fellow traveller remark that “we should be boarding in twenty minutes.”  His fellow traveler riposted, “we should have been boarding three hours ago.” Well said, fellow traveler. (more…)