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I came to Congo to teach English.

There was no librarian.
OK, being in the library is part of education and the books that I recommend
are in English. That's acceptable.

I came to Congo to teach English.

There was no bookkeeper.
OK, I have a minor qualification in bookkeeping and am fairly nimble at
keeping columns of numbers in order.
But this gives me the title of 'Administratrice du Budget'
Which means I have to bug the students for the payment of fees, and pay
salaries and say 'no' when there's no money in the kitty to pay for trivial
matters.

I came to Congo to teach English.

Being 'AB' meant I became a member of the Comité de Gestion
Which makes me one of the administrators, a decision-maker of the school.

I came to Congo to teach English.

The cleaner left and there was no cleaner.
"Let's ask the students to clean and so earn a little money.
Bridget, could you organise that?"

But I came to Congo to teach English!!

I came to Congo to teach English.
It's a language I acquired with no real effort.
OK, I've read and increased my vocabulary.
I've worked some on my grasp of the structure of this language;
But it was no sweat.
My proficiency was obtained through pleasure.
But having this ability Gives me entrance to the world of l'enseignement supérieur
Where I hobnob with the teachers and directors of
ISTB, ISTM, ISGA, CUEB, ISP.
Which means I wear a gown,
And I'm given a seat at functions
That is comfortable,
That is in the shade,
That commands a good view of the proceedings.
(But is usually near the loudspeaker!)
I came to Congo to teach English
And these are the perks.

"... useful to the Master and prepared to do any good work." 2 Tim 2:21

Blessings,

Bridget