I began with a Friday morning women’s stitch and chat. I thought a familiar enviornment coupled with uninterrupted time to work on a crafting project would help some of the women who were feeling blue. While the ladies talk, laugh, and show off their designs, I’m able to do my other work, popping into the conversation in free moments.
This week four of my newer students decided that it was more convenient to form a study group and use the quiet of the center to study. I provide some material and an hour of instruction. Then the ladies stay afterwards, teaching each other in their native French while trying to teach me some basic phrases.
I mastered greetings and how to ask for them to repeat things. They find it hilarious that I mix my Spanish with French and English. We decided to call my confusing language FrenSpanGlish.
I am proud of their hard work and their new found feelings of empowerment.
Just when I have moments of doubt because I don’t think I’m helping enough, my students surprise me. I always quote “Each one, teach one.” The ladies have taken my words to heart.