I start classes next week and I am petrified. It’s hard for me to even think what to teach, I am so painfully aware of the lack of vocabulary I have to express it. It would be difficult to try and sum up my first week in the valley. It has been an intense mix of emotions. Elation at finally being here. Awe at the sheer beauty of the place. Exhaustion at the heat and the humidity and blind fear of what lies ahead of me. The ball-park figure given by most volunteers is two months, this is the time you finally get your head around the language and cease to feel like a fish out of water. As I approach that marker at rapid speed I am starting to hope that they are right.
Designing teaching to teach design
