I didn’t expect to be teaching and had never taught before. I had no time to prepare. It was, “Here is a topic, here is a textbook, here are twenty-something eager Ghanaian students ready to absorb every word you say and ask you questions if they don’t understand. Go.” A little daunting, no? The first day when I arrived at my service site with two of my peers from Davidson, we all thought we would be assisting to integrate e-Readers into classrooms and into the curriculum. When one of the schools did not have the resources to buy the tablets, we volunteered to help in any way we could, and the need was teaching class. When our service learning activity completely shifted in an instant, I was excited but a little nervous about the challenges that lay ahead. Ihad never taught a class: I had always been the pupil – listening and taking in information that was given to me. I was always on the receiving end. Now it was my turn in the opposite role, and I was called to give to those ready to receive. Over my first two weeks of teaching, I have taught lessons on topics ranging from electrical currents and circuits to 19th century Asante history on colonization to converting decimals into fractions. And what fun it has been. All the students (except for the one pupil who fell asleep in my 4th-grade math class – who can blame him?) have been so eager to learn, so eager to show off what they know, so joyful and full of vigor in their pursuit of knowledge, that their energy is almost contagious. They all call me Uncle Owen, and love to ask me questions about me, love to touch my hair and my skin, and loveto high-five. I hope they’ve learned from me because I have sure learned from them.