My first English Conversation Class... in Air Con City @ Cherry Land

During my pre-uinversity time, I got an opportunity to build up my proficiency in English back home which is my beloved cherry land or air con city. So this is all about the class that I joined. The teacher himself (we call him "sir") was brought up in England but he came back to Burma, gratuated there as during those days back, the word "Burma" was quite a name to worth describing properly in the map of the world. And what I have to stress upon is that he is a unique person with different fusion values. He managed to teach us the good western values well mixed with the good ones of our own. His students got to know the different customs and the outcome was that instead of viewing the world stereotypically from an already framed mind, we could view the world as it actually was.

However, please do not think that the class that I was just mentioning above was a grand and glamorous one. It was just a mere car garage without a car inside but instead it was filled with an old dining table with benches side by side and an old table clock on top and beside the table was an old box full of books. No boards, no library and no nothing. But at least an old map of the world was hung on the wall so it did not look so plain though. Despite the incredible conditions of our tiny little (supposed-to-be a garage) classroom, what we got from there was awesome and invaluable. I hope I can share this with those who have been in that small classroom of big hopes and dreams....