Can’t say it’s a boring life. Got kicked out of the Teachers Training College. Forbidden to enter their grounds. I’d covered too much of it. They were making threats so I packed and left Savannakhet in two days leaving 3,000 books stashed and $2,600 US paid on rent.No time to lick my wounds. Schools in Vientiane are lining up for training in signing. Years ago, I was doing dental work, trying to get teachers to work on their “skills”. Now, school directors are fully onboard and students are rockets at the pad.
I visited a school and everyone greeted me in sign language. I was flabbergasted to see a girl practicing signs during the flag raising ceremony. From 50 yards away, I could see her saying “go home, white, mango”. Then they spotted me and we greeted each other though I was three floors up and behind a pane of glass.
The teacher thought it would be easier to gather the 7 and 8 year olds together so here I had more than 100 children. Maybe this was some kind of record. We had a mini rock concert and I didn’t even need a mic. No electric guitar either.
