Beinvenue les Etudiants!

It's been quite a while since i walked around with the air of a teacher...I remember it as a heady feeling...being watched, observed, admired, disliked, dreaded....but most of all, being loved...its been so long....I am back to being all that again...in a quaint bungalow that will house us for the next five years atleast. The students are so different this time round. Some of them are rural, some urban, but most of them 'local'.I always wanted to be 'earthy' and here is my chance...This time round, i will not just 'teach', i will 'learn'. I will plant bouganvillea along with the students on the fence, watch them paint the ceiling....is this my final destination?