First day at School!
PostedWell, it's official, tomorrow is the first ACTUAL day at school. I have to admit that I am a little nervous, and after filling out my "teacher planning tool" (daily lesson plans and homework plans), I am a little worried that I am under-prepared. The days here are long and I have spent most of them preparing and reading and trying to figure out what exactly I am supposed to teach. The resources here are really limited. I have no text books, and limited supplies. I went into the office to get a pen only to find out that you have to fill out a form to request them since they are not easily come by and we have a pen budget! I suppose that is a very good thing when the school is trying to run entirely based on donations from trustees and most of the teachers are volunteering or are just making ends meet.
I think it's important to note a few things though that I have come to learn in the last few days here.
Firstly, I was inspired by something that the Principle said in one of our staff meetings. These children are mostly those of expatriate missionaries and care workers. These workers are making a huge impact in the Bangladesh society, some are working with the street children, some in orphanages, and some with the churches doing outreach and community aid and healthcare. These people would not be able to do that if they didn't have a Christian school to send their children to. So in a very important way, we as teachers, willing to be here to serve them, are making it possible. I really felt quite inspired by that and it has given me a different perspective on my service here.
Secondly, the perspective gained by serving in this kind of society is invaluable. I am hoping to speak more about this. But I am sitting here with a mere fraction of what I had in Canada, and I still have so much more than most would hope to have here...
Well, I should finish typing out some homework plans, more on my reflections of Dhaka later. I will soon post some photos of our trip down to "Old Dhaka" which included the ports as well as one of the original Fort museums and one of the oldest Armenian churches.
Thank you so much all of you for your prayers. If you are planning on sending anything, please do! But make sure the envelope or package is VERY plain and boring, and send it to the school so they think it is books or something. I guess a lot of stuff gets stolen here.
Prayers and notes are the best support, and I hope you will continue....I have about 130 days until Christmas, it's hard to imagine... I am excited to see what God will do.
Talk to each of you soon I hope!
I miss you all, stay in touch!
With Love,
Cori
(Romans 8:28-30)
4 comments:
You will be awesome Corinne! Miss you, I have been running but it is just not the same. Jen
Hi Cori! You will do a great job teaching!! Praying for you! Miss you! Cheryl
You are in our prayers. //Stuart
Cori My love,
I am praying for you night and day. I want to leave you some words of a song entitled "Abide with me" that will comfort your soul while you are there. These were the words my grandfather would sing, let them bless your life as they have blessed mine. I love you.
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.
Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings;
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea.
Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.
Thou on my head in early youth didst smile,
And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee.
On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Amen Amen!
Adam <><
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