This past week was our last as teachers at
During Emily’s goodbye to her favorite class, M4-2 (10th grade), she even broke down into tears (first of many occurrences). As she tried to arrange them for a class picture they all flocked to the chalkboard writing: “I love you Teacher Emily”, “We will miss you, please come back soon,” etc. As I came in to take the picture, Emily looked at me, pointed at the board, and continued crying. One of the students even took a bracelet off his own wrist, giving it to her saying, “Now you will never forget
Friday we had to give a “goodbye speech” to the students at their morning assembly. The speech quickly turned from professional to ridiculous as Emily and I had dinner at Pan’s house the night before and she helped us write it. We decided we would do the speech together to reduce repetition, switching off line by line. For every sentence we said in English we did a short Thai translation, because Pan said we had to show the students the Thai we'd learnt. Our grand finale included singing the first line of the school song in Thai…“Hangchat Wittaya nam roaw cow loo lueng!” All the students were clapping along with us, thinking we were going to sing the entire song. Sorry guys, but we aren’t THAT good at Thai! Pan told us that all the teachers and students thought our speech was funny and they liked hearing us speak Thai though, so we were happy. At the end we were presented with huge bouquets of roses and one of the 9th grade students came up and gave a “Thank You” speech to us on behalf of the whole student body. She had memorized the entire thing in English, all in one night. Impressive!
Not only did we have to say goodbye to our beloved students but also to our fellow English teachers, some of which we have become very close with over the last four months. Friday night Pan made everyone go to a steak restaurant for our “farewell dinner”, one of the few in the country I’m sure, because she thinks we’re obsessed with steak. Although we both love a good steak, Thai steak is not quite up to par. The other teachers ended up ordering random things off the menu…Sutham said everything he ordered was “arroy nidnoy”, only a little bit tasty. Dinner included Sutham randomly reading off sheets of chain email jokes which he busted out of shirt pocket and Pan, Emily, and I being the only ones drinking. At Pan’s request, we were continuously cheers-ing with our daiquiri-type drink that no one else was interested in. When everyone was finished eating, Sutham announced that it was time for the teachers to say their final goodbyes to us. Just the announcement made Emily start crying. For all we knew they could have said, “Goodbye, good riddance, your loud voices in the teachers’ room will not be missed,” but I guess Emily was anticipating more. She was right, as all the teachers had very nice things to say. The night ended with some presents and pictures and goodbye hugs for Noy and Ning, who we were seeing for the last time.
The weekend meant it was time for the dreaded task of packing. Every time we saw Lan over the weekend she would ask, “Did you put something in your backpack?” Yes Lan, we each put one thing in our backpacks... we are making such good progress! She clearly doesn’t understand how much chotch we’ve bought! For dinner we took a break from stuffing chotch into our way too small bags and went with Lan, Dart, and Dream to moo-ga-ta for one last food fest! This time we decided on limits beforehand, though. We would only get enough food for ourselves and not over-do it, and we each gave ourselves an ice cream scoop limit so we all wouldn’t feel like we were about to burst after, like last time. After eating, we forced Dart and Dream to sit with us on a seat swing made for children to take pictures. They humored us, probably because they knew that was the last time they would have to endure our antics. Thanks guys!
Sunday consisted of more packing. At night, as Emily and I were lying around taking a break, we heard some giggling from outside. Seven students from my favorite class, M4-1 (as you can see, M4 are clear favorites with us both,) came over for a surprise goodbye (they clearly didn’t want to be outdone by Emily’s tear-inducing M4-2 class)! They presented me with a poster board filled with pictures of everyone from the class, including the class picture I had taken with them. They also had a mini photo-shoot with me and Emily, who were both in our pajamas since we hadn’t known they would be showing up. Therefore I was left posing in short shorts and a tank top, neither very appropriate in
After they left, we went for our “goodbye dinner” at Lund Dang’s. Apparently goodbye meals are run of the mill in
Monday was a day of gluttony. First, we had two “goodbye lunches” to attend, one at Cow Man Guy and the other at Lap. We didn’t have enough time left in Hang Chat to do one as a lunch and one as a dinner, so we refrained from telling Lap that we had already eaten a full lunch before we got there. That meant that lunch consisted of: sodas, an omelet, cow man guy, and soup first, then red curry, Chinese noodles, and pork for dessert. We kept saying we felt like we were in a hot dog eating contest…you aren’t there to enjoy your food, you are just there to finish it all. We felt pretty disgusting after, especially since Lan barely helped us saying the food wasn’t for her, because she wasn’t the one leaving. Thanks for adding to our expanding waistlines, Lan. Annie and her mom both gave us little parting gifts and the mom was tearing as we left. It was very touching!
Monday afternoon and night Pan claimed us. First she picked us up and brought us to Big C for some ice cream sundaes…MORE food, nooo! Then we went to her house where she made us our final dinner. Poon also showed me how to make sushi, which I love. She even had some of her own special recipes including rolls with omelet in them. After dinner, Pan called Mr. Janwit (Christmas designated driver) and made him drive us home with her so he could say goodbye. She had obviously caught him off guard because the parting gifts he gave us were clearly random things he found in his house…but it was very cute that he felt the need to give us anything in the first place.
Tuesday morning we were up bright and early for our ride to the airport with Pan and Sutham. First we had to say goodbye to Lan, as she wasn’t able to accompany us. Thais are very unemotional and crying isn't something they really do, so although we could tell she was very sad and would miss us a lot, Lan’s eyes remained dry while both Emily and I cried and sniffed away. At the airport, Pan and Sutham walked us as far as they could before saying goodbye. Pan broke the Thai code of behavior and shed tears as we hugged her, a sure sign she will truly miss us. Sutham tried to give me a handshake as a goodbye, as man to woman hugging isn’t a norm in Thailand, but I turned that down quickly…you will not get a handshake after 4 months, you will get a bear hug, and you will like it! At this point Emily and I were really turning on the water works, which was cracking up the security checkpoint officials. I think this goodbye was especially hard because it was the first time either of us have ever had to say such an uncertain goodbye, when you really don’t know if and when you will ever see the people you are leaving.
Travel update: Emily and I are safely in












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