“The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day, to have a new and different sun.”
I’m sitting in second period with the fourth grade class at Paradise, the English medium private school my children from Hopeful Home attend. There is chaos, the children are running around from classroom to classroom, and some have even left to go play in the courtyard. I ask one of the girls where their teacher is, and she replies, ” I don’t know, Australia I think.” Wait, your teacher is in another country? How long will she be gone? “Oh, for the rest of the year probably. I don’t know.” And that’s not the worst of it. Though the children still have a month of school before their exams, the three girls in class four told me the other night that they are now down four teachers, meaning they only attend half of their daily classes. This is a private school, and at fifteen to twenty dollars a month, an expensive investment for many of the families who hope to give their children a better future. It is hard then to imagine what the government schools, notorious for being much worst, are like.
The Wandering Nomads 