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| Sporting the front/back rucksack combo technique. |
But about Training...
My partner and I met in Glasgow Queen Street Station to get the bus to Oban, meeting up with a few other p8 vols who were on our selection course. Of course, no trip would be complete without a trip to the backpackers plus and a game of Mega Jenga and our new sport Satsuma Ball, soon to be introduced to Cambodia, Ghana and Nepal.
And then started training.
It was so nice to step out of that ferry onto Coll again, I think it's a place that's special to every PT volunteer and I can't wait to go back in summer.
Training is intense, there's no point saying it isn't, however it is very fun.
Classes include teacher training (primary/secondary/TESOL/social care specific), individual country groups, classroom management, how to create lesson plans, health, safety, online communications - blogs an that.. (how am I doing DaveL?) among many, many others. By far my favourite was with our country group, consisting of myself, Gwen and Heloise who is our desk officer. These sessions helped paint a picture of our time away and find out each of our hopes and fears for the coming 8 months and try to find ways to achieve or overcome them.
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| Selection Reunion! |
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| Gwen, Me, Heloise |
Most evenings were spent playing Irish Snap and doing lesson prep. Then of course ending with the infamous PT end of week ceilidh, which had me in stitches (literally and physically) as it followed from a delicious 3 course meal. (Ever tried baked banana wrapped in parma ham? no? You should.)
Next update will be from Phnom Penh. (Ah!)
