Today was the first day of my FIFTH school year here in Ghana. Sometimes, I just sit in wonder at that.
I was reminiscing with Paul and Grace and Valentina over dinner tonight about my first year here.
Our little blue schoolhouse.
Living together in Downtown Doryumu.
The laughter...the shouting...the fun...the adventure...and yes, even the tears...especially my long sleepless nights with Edwin.
Five years.
Today, I taught English to our junior high students, the very kids I taught so many years ago.
Back then it was basic phonics and reading comprehension.
Today, it was consonant pronunciation. (GES has some interesting topics in their textbooks!)
Sometimes, time doesn't change everything. Ha!
But, oh, to remember...to reflect...oh the change.
And even with 6 teachers out today (yes, on our first day of school), and tears shed by children and teachers alike, and more scheduling than I ever want to do again...
I feel blessed.
Because, there are no words to describe how far we have come. And no words to describe the goodness of the season ahead.
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