Some English, anyone?
“Teacher, teach thyself” 🙂
It was October 1997 and having just moved from South Africa to Bavaria I was beginning to wonder if I could retain my sanity simply spending my days learning German, walking the dogs and clearing the snow from the pavement outside our house (mandatory in our town).
One morning (just in time) I received a call from the local Volkshochschule where I was a regular language pupil three times a week. As one of only three English people in the little town of Kulmbach (population around 1000) they wondered whether I’d consider taking on a class teaching English to mature Germans.
“I’m not qualified,” I protested, seriously doubting whether my grasp of grammar was up to the challenge, but my protests were waved aside. “Not asking you to teach grammar, it’s just a conversation…
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