You know, I do it so much every day. I really enjoy it, I literally spend hours every day using both hands in this activity. People always say that too much will send you blind. Well, that's the problem. I was so concerned about my 'addiction' to this activity that I went to see the doctor. Well he told me to immediately cut down on doing this, or I would definitely go blind!
So there it is. With immediate effect, I have to reduce ..... my online teaching computer use!!
For the past couple of years, I have used my computer about 8 hours every day, 7 days a week, to teach online. It's too much for my old eyes, and wanking would damage my eyes at a much slower rate...
So I've decided to reduce my online teaching to just a couple of hours each day. But if I teach online, where does my income come from?
The answer is simple, go back to teach in the classroom. You might think that at 63 years old, the idea of teaching KG and lower primary kids would fill me with dread. Not at all, and especially considering where I will be working.
Yep, 3 years ago, I moved from teaching in-class in Myanmar to online in Laos, then online in Turkey, then online in Mauritius, then online in Thailand, then.... back to Myanmar in the next couple of weeks.
The Thai doctor who checked me over today and confirmed that I was 'alive' told me that I must be mad to consider going back to Myanmar, considering the current and worsening civil war over there. Well, having made the decision to teach again in-class, it was a no-brainer for me to choose Myanmar. Firstly, Thai schools will not employ me - I'm too old. Secondly, I check the daily news on irrawaddy.com about the violence in Myanmar, and the terrible cost it is having on the general population, and especially the disruption to education. I read about villages in Shan State where I used to visit with school supplies for the orphanages. Now, those same villages are unreachable by me, and their houses bombed and burnt
With many expat teachers leaving Myanmar, it was an opportune moment for 'old' me to get a very well-paid teaching job in Yangon (the school must be desperate lol!). Being on the ground, so to speak, it will be possible to purchase school supplies and get them sent by the long-distance bus services to remote locations in Myanmar.
Anyway, in a few weeks, I'm leaving the delights of Pattaya for the risky delights of Myanmar. Now where's my tin hat?