A cool guy recently left this world so I’m using his book to teach someone to read.
We started today.
For the first time in three nights, Okonkwo slept. He woke up in the middle of the night and his mind went back to the past three days without making him feel uneasy.
Teaching English was never going to be simple – the language is completely messed up. I, of course, am teaching a trilingual dyslexic Liberian adult who only knows languages phonetically. The end-of-class dictation went like this:
for the feest tam in thee nelts, Okonkwo slmst. His okpu in the mado of the nelt and his mand ownt bek to the pest tree day wivur maken Him feel wnuesr.
If I pull this off, I’m going to knight myself.
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