Opey De Place Hotel
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... I was the only teacher to go swimming, so the entire
group of students became my charge and I was their lifeguard.
One of the first challenges I had was
chasing local boys away from my young girl students. I was feeling a
lot of fatherly energy and sought to protect my entire flock from the
evils of the world. Not one student was accosted on my watch. I
dragged students in inner tubes around the shore. I did flips off of
a raft with the boys. ...
... go with the pants. Whoever brought polyester into this country is an idiot. So, we bought our new shirts and got them two days before the big day. Then, the day before, Prem informed us that our Sports Day hats were in the office waiting for us, and we owed her 25 baht. Did we get baseball caps? No, no, sun bonnets! Our polyester sports outfits were topped off with garden party sun bonnets. But only if you were a lady, the men got ...
... waited outside for two hours. They had moved a bunch of tables outside to line the courtyard of the school. The boys all stood at the inner circle while the girls took the outer and waited with their piles of food. My students kept telling, "Teacher, not school, is a market!" and it did really look like a market. In the two hours we waited outside, I saw several of my students pretending to shop and work at the ...
... to be greeted by a grinning monk. Without ever relaxing his smile, he waved us off up a new set of steps that had come into sight among the undergrowth and motioned that when we reached the top, we should ring the bell. Intrigued, and not wanting to give the monk any reason to frown, we did as we were bidden and clambered up a stretch of hill before loudly banging on the bell. Then back down through the jungle along another track to the main road, which we followed ...
... was clearly disappointed in Sarah and my abilities. He kept coming over and adjusting us (usually into poses that I was not actually physically able to do) like we were his special projects. At one point, he came over and was trying to move me into a pose and I couldn’t understand what he wanted me to do. He looked me straight in the eye and said, “Bend your knee.” If he could have ...