1 January
First day of the year in Bangkok. The city is unusually quiet, cool and clean – half the population have gone back home to the provinces for the holiday. The roads are blissfully traffic jam free. If only Bangkok were always like this…
I noticed in my diary that Luke, my seven year old student from Thong Lor is due to have a class. I rang his mother to confirm that he really was willing to study on New Year’s day.
“Oh, it’s up to you,” she said. “Do you want to come?”
“I don’t mind. I’m not doing anything today. Does Luke want to study today?”
“I just ask him. Luke! Do you want to study with Mr Ben today? Yes? Ok, he wants to study. Can you come at five o’clock?”
If only all children were consulted before having private lessons…
First day of the year in Bangkok. The city is unusually quiet, cool and clean – half the population have gone back home to the provinces for the holiday. The roads are blissfully traffic jam free. If only Bangkok were always like this…
I noticed in my diary that Luke, my seven year old student from Thong Lor is due to have a class. I rang his mother to confirm that he really was willing to study on New Year’s day.
“Oh, it’s up to you,” she said. “Do you want to come?”
“I don’t mind. I’m not doing anything today. Does Luke want to study today?”
“I just ask him. Luke! Do you want to study with Mr Ben today? Yes? Ok, he wants to study. Can you come at five o’clock?”
If only all children were consulted before having private lessons…
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