Is there… the best experience of the top 5 I posted during this week by teacher Clayton Zeca 25 ส.ค.,2018 Jason

The Best Experience of My Life

Is there… the best experience of the top 5 I posted during this week.?
Much of what I have lived on my journey through Oceania, Asia and Africa for 9 months.
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• Best experience of my trip. One of the greatest experiences of my life and that my inner voice always whispered and dreamed of doing.

• Volunteering inside the Thailand, in sa kaeo, East of Bangkok on the border with Cambodia, changed me completely as a person. I stayed in an isolated province called watthana nakhon, in the middle “out of nowhere”, with many humble people in their wooden houses and where the school was a reference point for children. Too hot and without air conditioning, I lived for a month in a school room. I went through several new and unusual situations like hanging out with various insects at night, washing clothes in the basin and seeing children with bags full of frogs still alive, after hunting, ready to go to pot. Among many other things.

• I stayed in an isolated province called watthana nakhon, in the middle “out of nowhere”, with many humble people in their wooden houses and where the school was a reference point for children. Too hot and without air conditioning, I lived for a month in a school room. I went through several new and unusual situations like hanging out with various insects at night, washing clothes in the basin and seeing children with bags full of frogs still alive, after hunting, ready to go to pot. Among many other things.

• Teaching English for children from 4 to 12 years in 4 classes a day was challenging (because I was never teacher or in Brazil), but at the same time charming. Nervousness and smiles every day! Teaching someone a language that for them or the alphabet is equal, made me have every day to use creativity and patience to the extreme, because it is not my native language either. Each day more beautiful than the other, but at the same time, the children were more comfortable with me, and as intimacy does not go back, more bagunceiras too… and without understanding anything I spoke of. Imagine?!