And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.

There is this class I’m taking at the school, called ‘Training for trainers’, where we basically learn how to teach and train adults by a very hands-on way, by going through the process and doing it ourselves.

And as a part if the training, we are going to develop and create a demo-training for a “real” client, an NGO.

Which is going to be me and my LGBT org back home, because I’m apparently the only one who works (well, volunteers in my case) for an NGO, so why not use something almost real.

So I’m going to be both client and trainer. For an organisation I know very little about, because I’ve only been there for two months and a few days.

Hahaha ha okay.

(I am actually kinds of excited and surprised by it so we’ll see. But like. Hahahahhahaha)

knopperbrister anonymus-maximus-er Yeah Denmark. Helsingør. I am slowly warming up to the idea of going back to school, so I am attending a folk high school in Denmark as a first step in figuring out what I want to do, and if I can actually do the "living alone-studying abroad in English" thing. So far it has been all kinds of amazing, and I've only been here for 4 days. gettinglostinneverland what pun am I missing? Also, how could I??? Unforgivable.