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... whose been working in London for the past 5/6 years. I am a woman of South Asian ethnicity (so proud!). I love good food, good music, photography, yoga and badminton (eclectic mix eh?). If I had to describe myself in three words, they would be, risk averse, confused and indecisive (not so proud). So the day that I decided that I needed a break from the corporate world to do something entirely different ...
... changing of volunteers (every two to three weeks on average), there were intermittent knowledge gaps of English. It was very unfortunate that I am too here for a short period of time. The kids have so much potential and with just a little bit of consistent practice, the kids would be able to read English words and sentences in no time. I just have to utilise and impart all the strategies I know to the kids and hope that they will continue enjoy learning English into the ...
... if you're essentially decent.
I chatted with my
colleague about the various restaurants in town but he didn't really
come up with any that fired my interest. My classes were fed with
worksheets which kept them essentially quiet although that was an
uphill struggle, they were unusually noisy and difficult to control.
We had a problem too. A
customer called with a leaky bike. From her description it was just
the carb overflow, a problem ...
... it turned out her sister was selling the bike to
buy something else. This raised instant alarm bells, Khmers don't
have much of a conscience about such things but she paid us back the
outstanding balance which relieved and impressed us both.
We already had a policy of
not renting bikes to them any more after the trouble we'd had. One
had stolen the bike and sold it although we had received all the
money back for that already but another of Saiem's friends ...
... him. Still, it was annoying and dangerous. A
wobble on the roads here could see us crash and if he broke free his
chances of survival were zero. Stray dogs weren't rounded up by local
authorities, they were captured and slaughtered for meat and served
in road-side cafes.
Longlin served up their
normal decent beer in frozen glasses while the dogs went crazy trying
to chew off each others faces.
We were approached by
various people who wanted a ...