As on most Saturday mornings where I have somewhere to be at 9:30, I woke up this morning regretting having agreed to come. But it was the last week of the English-teaching program that my classmates and I do in the village of Umm Batin, just a few minutes’ drive outside of Beer Sheva. Around five of nine I finally got out of bed, ate a quick breakfast, and headed for the parking lot where we get picked up. Two of my classmates coordinate the teaching, but it’s a pretty informal program- the girls, and its almost always girls who come, have a pretty good English teacher; what we provide is a chance to hear fluent English and practice speaking it. Today, it turned out that most of them were performing in a play tomorrow . . .
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