Monday, 3 December 2007
A Shame....
I also quite liked coming to Hastings with the odd student group myself. There seems to be no more reason to come to Hastings any more, which is a shame as well.
Christine Keegan
Wednesday, 28 November 2007
International melting pot
I trained as an EFL teacher at International House, Palace Court under Ellie and Lynne, and started teaching my first classes in Hastings in 1998. The intensive CELTA course I took then is something that I remember more vividly than many other years of education. Ellie and Lynne had a huge impact, giving of themselves to make us into teachers. Exhausting, exciting and inspiring. Thank you.

ABOVE: Lovely pre-intermediate afternoon class July 2006. Libya, China, Italy, Colombia, Brazil, Czech Republic, Libya, Japan and UK.
BELOW LEFT: Embassy School at Gensing Manor in November 2007.
Friday, 16 November 2007
From Korea.
I'm Dong gun. I was always happy and fine in Hastings.
[Touring Han river on a ferry with Hasayo and Jieun(Aug.2007)]
[My parents Jean and Reg in Hastings]
[Jieun in market place (Nov.2007)]
[In a restaurant (Aug.2007)]
I love everybody and everythings in Hastings. I was very sad when I heard it's closing, I feel I'm losting a piece of memory. I wish what I heard is a dream. But I know end means new start. So I hope all of you have happy life as past. And someday when I visit Hastings again I'd like to meet you again.
Anyway nobody can take my memory. The school is always there in my mind.
Dong gun.
past-past tense
I wish you all the very best of luck.
Paul Drury
Thursday, 15 November 2007
COLOMBIA

Those Hastings windows
I agree with Steve that it should be commemorated somehow. Meanwhile .....
some of you may have read this before - I wrote it for the end of Palace Chambers .....
In Poland, where I am now, and probably elsewhere as well, there are a lot of people who know the word 'Windows' from their computers, but not what windows really are.
I first worked at ih Hastings in summer 1978, with just a few months' teaching experience. There was a list of locations to choose from and Hastings was my second choice. (My first choice was Oxford.) I didn't know, and at the time I probably wouldn't have cared, that Oxford was just a summer operation, whereas Hastings was a year-round school, with a teacher-training department, even, and with enlightened and generous provision for in-service training. Anyway, I was happy to be given my second choice. I'd never really been anywhere in south-east England before. And everything about Hastings, starting with the journey from London on one of the old narrow-bodied diesel-electric trains, which some of you will remember, turned out to be far more interesting than I could have imagined. I came back in 1981, in response to a long handwritten letter of invitation. I think it was for two months, and then three, and then four, and I ended up staying eight years.
Eight years of continually expanding horizons and new perceptions. The windows at the front of Palace Chambers - which it used to be called, as some of you will remember - took on a symbolic significance, and I used to spend a lot of time looking out of them, a fact which was occasionally commented on by students and people observing my lessons.
