E’s first post in a series on the Malaysian secondary school where she taught English in 2014.
In 2014, I spent ten months in the small village of Maran, Malaysia, teaching English. Our village didn’t have too much going on, with the exception of a massive outdoor market every Sunday morning.
Everyone in town could be seen there, and I came to really love the weekly ritual of heading to the market (known as a “pasar pagi” in Malaysia) after a run to buy my produce for the week. I’d never lived anywhere that had such a strong sense of community, and looking back now, it’s definitely one of the things I miss most about life in Maran.