My last few days in Afghanistan were spent finishing up a condensed summer session of Digital Media Literacy and Skills, a course I designed and really enjoyed teaching. The students ambushed me at the end of the course and gave me flowers, taking me to a colleague and friend’s office, the resident photographer, to document the occasion.
Several of the girls followed me back to my office and one of them, whom I had worked with on a student group as well as taught two classes to, told me:
I read your blog and I’d like to ask, write something nice about Afghanistan.
And so I am. The absolute, nicest thing about Afghanistan, was teaching. I know I looked grumpy a lot, and most of the time that I wasn’t teaching, I was grumpy. But a good class, where I didn’t repeat myself too much and I felt like I was really making a clear point that was being understood, debated, responded to. That made all of the cold winter nights and food poisoning adventures worth it. The friends I made along the way, and those I’ve known for years, definitely helped.