My previous course was Bethany Home, with students ranging from 14 upwards, all with some sort of learning disability - autism, downs syndrome, and so on. It was nice actually, getting a chance to do a course which felt very much like volunteer work, helping those who needed the help.
At the same time, it had its problems. Each student - about sixty in total - had a volunteer for constant supervision sakes, as a few could be considered 'escape risks': with the beach, and beautiful blue sea so close, it was definitely necessary. However, the volunteers were a tad prickly, and also a tad unhelpful when it came to basic clear up. OB is not a resort. Yes, you are there to learn teamwork and to push past your barriers through outdoor experiences, but preparation and clean up are a part of it. Leaving us to clean every kayak, as well as wash up everything after the barbecue is just bad manners.
Moving on, the students were really impressive. A whole range of activities took place - wall climbing, kayaking, rafting, sand castle competitions (random, but true). They especially took to learning the school song, and while all instructors had a moment of panic (I underexaggerate with 'moment') regarding the night walk, the sky remained clearish (does drizzle count?), and no terrible accidents occurred. Admittedly, it took us an hour and a half to do a 5 minute walk, but the students seemed to enjoy it, so it was worth it.
One thing I have to say that got to me though: considering the oldest student was in fact 42, calling them 'special kids', as the director of BH seemed fond to do, seems rather patronising. Is it just me? I doubt it somehow.
Farewell for now: I am off to a wedding tomorrow, so my baju kurung will once again be making an appearance.
Emily
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