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I must admit. I don’t enjoy being off in the summer as an educator. I enjoy a beach day from time to time, like most people, but I can tolerate sweeping up sand in my house only so much. So, you might understand, when I was still teaching in the classroom, why I jumped at the chance to teach English as a foreign language during the summer program of an American school outside of London. The international students and teachers were a fun and diverse lot, and, on days when I wasn’t responsible for afterschool activities and/or in charge of my dormitory, I still had time to rush to the train into London to catch a late-in-day visit to a museum or to swing dance in an old hotel basement ballroom somewhere near Marble Arch.

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