mine has lead me of course to Haiti. The power goes off from time to time (but we have a generator and a groundkeeper that has our back) and there isn’t as much access to things as there is in Canada but my life in Haiti is pretty damn sweet. I have been able to experience the culture as well as have a maid, a driver and now a full luxury pool just outside my door.
Some of my friends went to the capital of Ecuador, the mountains of Bhutan, the crowded city of England, the mean streets of Toronto begging to teach anything that walked, the supply lists of KPR and any board that would hire them, the backwoods teaching world of outdoor ed, the northern Canada Native reserves and the list goes on.
Some of their classrooms (or lack of when the forest is your class) are filled with the finest technology, and equipped with all of the latest gadgets of the modern teaching world. Some of us (like me) have a mix of both. Concrete walls with frequent power outages. But the idea is all the same. To spend time with kids and to teach them a little and learn a lot from them.
This job is an arduous one but as I think about taking two weeks off (one to see my best friend Marley get married) I think about how much I will miss my kids’ and their silly antics.