Ten years of this ‘teaching’ stuff? Really? (Reflections on the magic of Prague and the start of my Tefl ‘career’)
I’m a sucker for nostalgia and sentimentality, especially on 5/10/15/20 year anniversaries. Last September – my God, do I feel old – marked 20 years since I started university. 20 years! Inevitably at times like this I reminisce endlessly and wax poetic and more often than not, share my reminiscences with those who were a part of it. Last September I failed to do so, and I wonder if my friends and former classmates had similar thoughts (considering you are probably reading this, did you, boyos?) Anyway, I’m forever saying to myself ‘this time 20 years ago I was…’ I probably get it from my mother. (It’s hard to avoid the ‘time flies’ cliché, but it does really seem like it.) This month, I’ve been reflecting quite a bit on ‘this time 10 years ago’, for this time 10 years ago marked the start of a new epoch in the life and career of Pedzo, one which he never envisaged taking him to where it has today. It was the beginning of a new adventure, the start of my various hijinks and...