This summer, I had the chance to volunteer as a French teacher for a small group of Armenian middle schoolers, through the association Future in Our Hands. For a month and a half, I taught French lessons conducted in English to a class that turned out to be wonderfully engaged: curious, participative, and eager to learn from day one.
What made this experience unforgettable wasn’t just the teaching itself, but the people around it. Future in Our Hands truly took me under their wing. They made sure I never lacked anything, and beyond logistics, they opened the door to Armenian culture in a way I couldn’t have discovered on my own: its traditions, its history, its warmth.
Between my teaching missions, I also managed to strike a good balance with city visits and explorations, soaking in as much of the country as I could. Looking back, this trip pushed me well outside my comfort zone, and I came back from it having grown in ways I didn’t expect. Watching my students’ motivation and progress, adapting to a new
teaching context, and immersing myself in a culture so different from my own, all of it left a mark! A month and a half wasn’t enough. I would have loved to stay longer.
As I look back on these weeks with the classroom energy, the city walks, the people who made me feel at home, I can only say one thing: ÔµÕ½ Õ¤Õ¡ Õ¯Õ¡Ö€Õ¸Õ¿Õ¥Õ¬Õ¸Ö‚ Õ¥Õ´Ö‰ (I will miss it!)