Today was somewhat scary, fun, disappointing, amazing, etc. etc. We just had our first trip to Tanglin School. Upon arriving there, the wildly coloured buildings hit our eyes like fireworks. We went in and watched the students of the Book Club reading about a story of a migrant. Some were very lively, while others were slightly more withdrawn. They were as old as us- some older- and definitely at least twice the age of the kids we had been expecting to teach. Still, we were up for a challenge.
At the End of their lesson, we sat down at the table in the middle of the room and did some discussions with Mrs. Suren and Ms. Soh as to what we we basically planning to do, our teaching format and what we would do the next week. We got out of the class feeling apprehensive and scared. The scariest thing was that unlike our previous RE projects,our mistakes would be felt than a far wider range of people than us. Well we'd have to wait till the next week to actually understand our situation.
At the End of their lesson, we sat down at the table in the middle of the room and did some discussions with Mrs. Suren and Ms. Soh as to what we we basically planning to do, our teaching format and what we would do the next week. We got out of the class feeling apprehensive and scared. The scariest thing was that unlike our previous RE projects,our mistakes would be felt than a far wider range of people than us. Well we'd have to wait till the next week to actually understand our situation.
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