Sometimes conversations here aren't just difficult because the language is not easy to master. It's not always the words that get in the way, but the entire way in which I view the world which can sometimes be so very different from those of my friends, students, and co-workers here. At times, it feels heartbreaking. At times, I don't know if I can handle the frustration of it any longer. At times...I am amazed at the transformation that takes place through these tough conversations that I have to brave, though thankfully not always alone. Here is one such example...
Some time later, Peace Corps Director of Programing and Training here in Thailand sent me an email that she was impressed by the willingness of my co-teacher to participate so eagerly in discussions at the camp, and extended an invitation for us to attend an event at the U.S. Ambassador's residence in honor of World AIDS Day. I was excited by the news, but still uncertain about how my co-teacher would respond. I mean, a camp setting is far different from submitting for approval from our principal and attending an event in Bangkok to raise awareness about AIDS. As we talked about it, she was nothing but honored by the idea and rushed to speak to the principal about it within the hour.
“Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.”
~Robert Louis Stevenson