I am currently work on creating an educational organization which is similar to New Zealand’s Teacher’s Council. Here is a photo of my new office which I (will) share with 3 other blokes. Today I needed to go back to the school I helped establish on my last visit here. I was a little nervous walking back in as it had been 8 weeks since I had left and my role was setting up the frameworks for the organization to operate when they opened for business for the new school year. The principal was now operating two schools and then new school is in temporary premises until they move to the new building sat the end of the month. Walked straight in and met up with my old principal. I felt like the prodigal son returning home. He was pleased to see me and as we sat and shared a Turkish several of the old staff wandered in. It felt a bit like a family reunion. What was the most exciting was that the stuff I had set up and planned was being implemented perfectly. The guys who took over from me told me that it had worked a treat from day one. My Jordanian friend was really pleased as he had a critical role in the new school and he was enjoying the success of it starting well. I must admit I felt really excited and would have loved to go back to work there. Even Ahmed the tea boy remembered what I drank and how I liked it.
Friday, October 17, 2008
The Prodigal Son
I am currently work on creating an educational organization which is similar to New Zealand’s Teacher’s Council. Here is a photo of my new office which I (will) share with 3 other blokes. Today I needed to go back to the school I helped establish on my last visit here. I was a little nervous walking back in as it had been 8 weeks since I had left and my role was setting up the frameworks for the organization to operate when they opened for business for the new school year. The principal was now operating two schools and then new school is in temporary premises until they move to the new building sat the end of the month. Walked straight in and met up with my old principal. I felt like the prodigal son returning home. He was pleased to see me and as we sat and shared a Turkish several of the old staff wandered in. It felt a bit like a family reunion. What was the most exciting was that the stuff I had set up and planned was being implemented perfectly. The guys who took over from me told me that it had worked a treat from day one. My Jordanian friend was really pleased as he had a critical role in the new school and he was enjoying the success of it starting well. I must admit I felt really excited and would have loved to go back to work there. Even Ahmed the tea boy remembered what I drank and how I liked it.
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