by S Lewis

Day 1 – Monday May 13

Who would have imagined that the first UTeach Study Abroad program would kick off with an adventure at Gatwick Airport? With the flight arriving early and the pick-up running late, our journey began with a twist. Despite the fatigue we eventually made it to Brighton. Although it was too early for check-in to the Old Ship Hotel, where we are staying, our hunger and eagerness led us to savor the quintessential English breakfast at Browns Brasserie & Bar.

Ah, British weather—predictably unpredictable. As if on cue, a gentle drizzle greeted us as we stepped out of the restaurant. But did that dampen our spirits? Not a chance. With eager anticipation, the students couldn’t wait to hit the beach. It was indeed an experience for them to walk on a pebbly beach.

My plan to tire out the students in an exploration of Brighton whilst awaiting for checking-in took an unexpected turn. Leading them through the the Palace Pier Arcade proved to be a hit—perhaps too much of one. When I finally got them to leave, the rain had lifted and hotel check-in was imminent.

I believe the arcade experience also provided an education of the value of the British coins. Nhuy, for instance, dove into the intricate calculations of British currency, discovering the surprising value of a single English pound in 2p coins.

After a much-needed rest, refreshed and rejuvenated, the students were ready to experience the warmth of English hospitality. Our destination? The iconic Black Lion Pub.

Regardless of the many traditional British dishes on the menu (including fishfinger sandwich and bangers & mash), the highly adventurous STEM majors were tempted by Fish and Chips with Mushy Peas—after all, what better way to inaugurate our time in this charming country?

But the culinary adventure didn’t end there. As glasses were raised and conversations flowed, an intriguing discovery was made: the subtle yet distinct difference between English Lemonade and its American counterpart. The verdict was unanimous—our taste buds favored the tangy sweetness of the English version, a delightful revelation on our first day in England. Cheers!

Day 2 – Tuesday May 14

Today was a day of nostalgia and excitement for me as it was our first day at the University of Sussex, a place that holds a special significance in my heart. The thrill of riding on the top deck of the number 25 double-decker bus added an extra layer of excitement to our adventure.

As the bus approached the university, memories from my own student days came flooding back. I couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement to show my students the very campus where I once walked as a student myself. Stepping off the bus and onto familiar ground, I couldn’t shake the feeling of gratitude for the experiences I had here.

As we entered the building, we were greeted by Professor Simon Thompson, the Head of the School of Education and Social Work, and Dr. Fi Branagh, Senior Lecturer, and Lead Science Curriculum Tutor.

After a short welcome and introduction to Brighton, Dr. Branagh gave us a tour of the university. For me, the campus tour was literally a trip down memory lane. While I noticed new buildings and progressive changes, the campus seemed to whisper tales of my past, reminding me of the person I was and the journey that led me to where I am today.

The most surprising aspect of the campus tour for the students (not me!) was discovering the campus pubs. It’s not every day that you come across such a unique feature in an academic setting, well certainly not at UMass Lowell! And, you might be surprised to learn that there are not one, not two, but three pubs right here on campus at the University of Sussex.

In England, the legal drinking age is 18, and what better way to experience university life than by enjoying a pint with friends right where you study?

After the tour, it was time to dive into learning. Professor Thompson introduced Effective Pedagogy, Reflective Practice, Professional Knowledge, and challenged students through engaging Lego activities. More than play, these exercises refined critical thinking, problem-solving, and collaboration skills. With Legos, education transcended traditional bounds, fostering dynamic learning experiences. The students built ducks, towers, and my favorite, build using Legos the answer to the question “What do you think makes effective STEM teaching and learning?”

After a morning of excitement and a delightful lunch, Dr. Branagh took the reins, guiding the students through a lively and humorous discussion comparing the British and American education systems. Questions flowed freely, and eager participants shared their diverse school experiences. Before we realized it, the clock struck 4:00 p.m., marking the end of our first day at the University. We wrapped up with an enjoyable gathering, mingling with fellow faculty members over a scrumptious spread of pizza and prosecco.

After returning to the hotel, the group split into two camps: those yearning for rest and others eager to join me on a stroll along the beach. Little did they know the short walk I’d planned stretched farther than anticipated. Yet, with the sun still casting a warm glow at 6:45 p.m., we ventured forth.

Brighton’s charm unfolded before us—nightclubs pulsated with energy, bars beckoned with promises of camaraderie, and the whimsy of crazy golf teased our senses. With each step, students discovered something new. Some asked me why I left this charming city. I guess if I hadn’t left, I wouldn’t enjoy it as much when I returned.

As the sun bid farewell, the students’ cravings for snacks led us to my go-to spot: Sainsbury’s. There, they indulged in typically British treats—chocolates, cakes, and biscuits, rarely found back in the USA. And you know what else you won’t find back in the USA, hotdogs in a jar – the shocking discovery of the day!

Day 3 – Wednesday May 16

Today marked our first British school visit, and I was determined to ensure that our students were impeccably dressed for the occasion. And let me tell you, they certainly rose to the occasion—they looked absolutely sharp! From their ‘dress-like a teacher’ attire to their sort-of-polished shoes, they radiated confidence and professionalism.

The school we visited was St. Paul’s Catholic College in Burgess Hill, a state-funded secondary comprehensive school and Sixth Form. where we were warmly greeted by the Deputy Principal, Keith Perera and the Principal, Rob Carter.

Nestled amidst the lush greenery of West Sussex, St. Paul’s renowned for its commitment to excellence in mathematics education. Notably, it leads the Maths Hub, collaborating with stakeholders across Sussex to enhance teaching and learning of mathematics in England.

Our day commenced with an enlightening introduction to teaching for mastery in mathematics by one of the school’s leading Maths Mastery teachers, Sam Patterson. We had the privilege of witnessing her expertise firsthand as she guided her 12-year-old pupils through a meticulously structured lesson on ratios. Our UTeach STEM teacher candidates seized the opportunity to engage with the youngsters, sparking lively exchanges and fostering cross-cultural curiosity. From inquiries about American dialect (“do you say rubbish or trash?” to discussions on favorite British food, the interactions were both enlightening and endearing.

Following the lesson, we had the honor of a debrief session with Ms. Patterson, delving deeper into the nuances of teaching for mastery. Dr. Perera, our gracious host, then led us on a tour of the school’s impressive facilities, including expansive playing fields that emphasized the importance of physical education.

As the day progressed, the UTeach students had the opportunity to observe more lessons, interact with the pupils ,and engaged in lively discussions. The interactive exchange highlighted innovative approaches to teaching and learning, leaving the UTeach folk inspired and eager to explore new horizons in the next UTeach field placement course.

In closing, our visit to St. Paul’s Catholic College, the UTeach students were asked to provide feedback on their day, and they were more than willing to let Dr. Perera know what they took out of the day,

‘I thought about new ways to engage students while teaching lessons’ 

‘I learned a lot about the steps to being an effective teacher… I also learned that AI can be a force for good before this I thought it was affecting students in a negative way.’

‘This was an amazing experience. All the presentations were very informative and I learned so much. The lesson that I observed was so well planned and it is obvious that the teachers take pride in their work. Thank you for an amazing day’.

Visiting St. Paul’s Catholic College stirred a wave of nostalgia within me. It was this school that set the standards for me as a new teacher, learning the craft of teaching.

Sharing this pivotal place with my students was a poignant moment for me. It felt like coming full circle, witnessing excellence in teaching and learning through the eyes of my students. Seeing them absorb the atmosphere and engage with the learning environment emphasized for me the transformative power of education.

However, our day didn’t conclude with our departure from the school grounds. Meriem, one of our students, expressed a keen interest in experiencing a British football match. Upon learning that the local team, Brighton & Hove Albion, was playing against the London club Chelsea, we decided to seize the opportunity.

On our way back from St. Paul’s, we made a detour to the Brighton & Hove football stadium with the hope of securing tickets for the match.

We were told (by several people in the shop) that purchasing tickets before the game to a premier league game when it was the second-to-last game of the season was not going to be easy. Apparently we had no hope!

Do I take that for an answer? Nope!

So, while the students spent time in the gift shop being converted to Brighton & Hove Albion fans, I creatively found a way to get us six tickets together. It all depends on who you talk to, what you say, and most importantly how you say it. I even got us into the cooperate box!

Although Brighton & Hove Albion lost to Chelsea by one goal, it was a thrilling night at the match. I must say the students learned some British football chants, and some choice British words, which I am hoping they would forget before taking the next UTeach class.

Day 4 – Thursday May 16

It was one of those predictably unpredictable English mornings – the kind where the rain drizzles relentlessly, determined to soak you through to the bone. As we made our way to the University of Sussex, our spirits remained undampened. Today the students were fully immersed in learning.

They first engaged in reflective discussions, dissecting the intricacies of their observations at St. Paul’s Catholic College, and discussing the literature they were asked to read. The morning session focused on the research projects with the focus shifting to discussing inclusive STEM education after lunch.

As the day unfolded at the University of Sussex, immersed in discussions, workshops, and lectures, the intensity of the learning experience left no room for distraction. Caught up in the intellectual exchange, there was scarcely a moment to pause and capture the moment on camera.

It wasn’t until we returned to the comfort of our hotel, that I realized the absence of visual moments to accompany this reflection. Determined to fill the void, I ventured out for a short walk along the seafront, camera in hand, eager to capture snippets of the surroundings that we see everyday as we leave our hotel.

And just as I was preparing to conclude this communication, a message arrived – a belated offering of photographic evidence from the day’s evening activities.

In hindsight, perhaps the absence of photographs during the day itself was a testament to the immersive nature of the learning experience. Moments of true engagement demand our full attention and presence. While the images may fade, the memories of a day of discovery, and shared learning will remain.

Day 5 – Friday May 17

Unbeknownst to me, the students had been out clubbing and had called it a night well past 3:00 a.m. this morning. Regardless of the late hour, they seemed remarkably energetic and enthusiastic as we boarded the 10:30 a.m. train at Brighton station heading to Arundel with a change over at Ford. I couldn’t help but wonder, though, if their high spirits would last through the day. I had meticulously planned a day filled with extensive walking and exploration.

The change over at Ford station woke some of the sleepy heads that dozed off as we waited a good 40 minutes on the desolate platform for our connection.

As we stepped out of Arundel station and made our your way into town, the first thing you’ll notice is the lush greenery and the imposing silhouette of Arundel Castle which literally dominate the skyline, its ancient stone walls and grand towers rising majestically against the backdrop of the South Downs. The closer you get, the more you can appreciate the castle’s architectural splendor and the sense of history. I visited this place many times during my student days at Sussex University, bringing along everyone who came to see me. Now, twenty-five years later, I’m returning with new visitors, my students.

Nearing the castle entrance, I couldn’t help but smile when the students were distracted by an old red telephone box – a relic of the past, it was heartwarming to see their curiosity and excitement. The students eagerly gathered around, snapping photos and peeking inside, and being surprised to find the phone still had a dialing tone.

Eventually we made it to the castle, and everyone was ready to explore.

With tickets in hand, I made a spontaneous decision to allow the groups to explore the castle and the grounds at their leisure. It seemed like the best way for everyone to immerse themselves fully in the experience without feeling overwhelmed by a large crowd. As two members wandered off in one direction and four in another, the remaining four chose to explore alongside me, and I knew exactly where our journey should begin—the Keep!

Navigating the narrow, winding steps within Arundel Castle’s Keep was an adventure in itself. As we ascended higher and higher, the tight confines and steep incline added an element of thrill to our exploration. Yet, despite the occasional shiver of apprehension (especially by Ally – bless her little heart), the promise of what lay beyond urged us onward.

As we made our way up the age-old stairs of the Keep, the allure of photo opportunities was simply irresistible.

After what felt like hours of aimless wandering, we finally emerged into the open, greeted by a breathtaking panorama of the surrounding countryside (as well as the other members of our group). The sight was nothing short of awe-inspiring—a vast expanse of rolling hills and green fields stretching out before us, bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun.

From the ancient Keep, we made our way to the grand halls, bedrooms, and library. Every corner held a story, each photo opportunity a cherished memory. As we wandered through centuries of history, we were captivated by the castle’s beauty and grandeur.

Leaving the castle, we stepped into an oasis of natural beauty that enveloped us in its tranquility—the enchanting gardens that surround Arundel Castle. From the meticulously manicured lawns of the formal gardens to the wildflower meadows teeming with life, each area beckoned the students (especially Nhuy and Meriem) to capture its beauty in one photograph after another.

Our time at the gardens seemed to slip away faster than we realized. I had to reluctantly shepherd the student back to the entrance because Nick and Devin were patiently waiting for us, their stomachs rumbling with hunger. Yet, the charm of the gardens was too strong to resist. Many couldn’t help but lose themselves in the enchanting atmosphere, discovering hidden alcoves and secluded benches tucked away amidst the greenery. And of course, there were endless photo opportunities to seize, with each picturesque corner tempting Meriem, Ally, and Nhuy to capture its beauty until their iPhone batteries begged for mercy.

As hunger pangs began to assert themselves, I announced it was time for lunch. I had casually mentioned to the students that we would be dining at the Black Rabbit Country Pub, but I may have conveniently omitted a few details about the actual distance. Little did they know, the pub was a bit farther away than they anticipated. As we set off, their curiosity turned to surprise when they realized my definition of “just up the road” translated to a brisk one and a quarter-mile trek ahead.

Chanting ‘100 bottles of milk on the wall’ the students ventured forth.

After getting through, at least 260 bottles of milk on the wall, we finally arrived at our destination: the Black Rabbit, a charming little country pub nestled by the riverbank. Perched on the edge of the wetlands, the Black Rabbit offers glorious views across the landscape.

As the students settled in, they wasted no time in satisfying their thirst and hunger with an array of delicious dishes. And as they savored their meals, they also took the opportunity to recharge—not just their spirits, but also their iPhones, which had been working overtime capturing every moment of their adventure.

The Black Rabbit proved to be a sanctuary of comfort and relaxation, where good food, good company, and breathtaking views came together to create memories that I am sure they will remember.

As the the day drew to a close, our bellies full and our bodies hydrated, we eagerly set out to explore the charming town of Arundel. However, as we meandered through the town, we soon realized that many of the boutiques, antique shops, and tea rooms were beginning to close their doors, signaling the end of the working day.

However, the students did stumble upon an ice cream parlor that remained open, inviting them in with promises of sweet indulgence. With smiles on their faces they stepped inside, eager to treat themselves to a delicious scoop or two of ice cream, or even candy.

As for me, I settled for a nice cup of hot chocolate before leading them to the station and head back to Brighton.

Day 6 – Saturday May 18

I had forgotten how mundane the British rail system can be sometimes, especially during the weekends. Today, my American students experienced it firsthand. On their only free day during this UTeach Study Abroad in England experience, I suggested we go to Cambridge. I researched and found the times for the direct trains from Brighton to Cambridge that take only 2 hours and 27 minutes. However, upon arriving at Brighton station, I discovered that the train from Brighton to Cambridge isn’t going straight to Cambridge. It first goes to St Pancras station. From there, we need to cross to Kings Cross, then take a train to Royston, and finally a bus to Cambridge. What a right royal palava!

I guess this is the British Railway’s new ‘Explore England’ initiative. Why take the direct route when you can enjoy the sights, sounds, and smells of England’s dual carriageways? It’s like a budget tour of the countryside, complete with complimentary traffic jams and unexpected detours. How fun!

However, the Harry Potter fans in our group were, of course, rather excited to visit Kings Cross station and see the famous Platform 9¾. Little did they know, it’s not a platform at all. Platform 9¾ is, in reality, just a wall. It had always been a wall and will forever remain a wall. But now, it’s a special wall—with a fake trolley and fake luggage cemented to it, a sign above it with the platform number, and tourists waiting in line to capture that all-important photo.

Eventually, we made it to Cambridge, a charming English town located about 60 miles north of London. Home to the prestigious University of Cambridge with picturesque streets lined with ancient colleges, quaint bookshops, exotic food outlets, and expensive boutiques.

As we wandered along the streets of Cambridge, heading towards the market square, I noticed a cricket match happening on the green. Naturally, I directed the students towards it.

Some of the students, still tired from all the walking yesterday (half my age and still can’t handle a mile walk), decided to simply sit on the grass and not move.

“Need to eat,” of course, was much greater than the need to rest. The market square was a hive of activity, with vendors offering an array of delectable treats—from traditional British delights to international delights. The aroma of freshly cooked dishes wafted through the air, tempting the shoppers’ taste buds. So, once we reached the bustling market square in Cambridge, their priorities were clear: find food, eat food, and take more photos of the red phone boxes.

Following the satisfaction of indulging in street food we eagerly headed to the river, with the hope of exploring the grounds of the famous Cambridge colleges.

However, as luck would have it, it was graduation day. The streets were filled with proud graduates and their families, and the usually accessible college grounds were off-limits to visitors.

We arrived at the river a tad too early for our scheduled punting session, a rare occurrence for some members of our group who pride themselves on being fashionably late. So, we embraced the opportunity to pause and soak in the tranquility of the moment.

Punting on the River Cam is a true Cambridge experience. We glided past ancient colleges, under picturesque bridges, and along lush greenery. It’s an idyllic way to immerse yourself in the charm of this historic town. We also learned some fun historic facts from our guide, who navigated the river smoothly and expertly.

Having gone punting on the River Cam before, I thought I knew what to expect. But as we drifted along, something caught my eye—a floating bar! This was indeed a novelty. Apparently, Pimm’s on the River Cam is actually a thing.

The idea of sipping a refreshing beverage while punting along the tranquil waters seemed too good to resist. It was the perfect blend of relaxation and indulgence—a very British experience with a unique flair.

Well all good things eventually come to an end, as did our punting experience. As we bid farewell to the tranquil waters of the River Cam, it’s clear that punting was a highlight of the students’ Cambridge adventure.

Alas, it was time to make that walk back to the station and embark on the arduous journey back to Brighton. I hope the memories of our punting excursion will undoubtedly stay with the students for years to come.

Day 7 – Sunday May 19

Cor Blimey! A week has flown by since we arrived in England, and what an adventure it has been! While a few members of our group are starting to feel a twinge of homesickness, the rest revel in every moment of this incredible experience. Today’s agenda was packed with historical marvels as we ventured to the iconic Stonehenge and the charming city of Bath.

After yesterday’s long and arduous trip to Cambridge, the students might have thought they were prepared for anything. However, the journey from Brighton to Stonehenge proved to be no less of a challenge! Fortunately, we remained on the same bus for the entire trip, except for the brief switch to the shuttle from the Stonehenge Visitors Center to the stone circle itself.

Our first stop of the day was the enigmatic Stonehenge, a site that has intrigued historians and visitors for centuries. As we approached the ancient stone circle, the sheer scale and mystery of the structure left everyone in awe. When I first visited Stonehenge as a child on a school trip, I guess I was too young to appreciate how close we could get to the stones.

I had made a few trips here before today, and I felt the barrier between the stones and the tourists was further back. Yet, it was still possible to get a good view, take “Instagram” photos, and block out the thousands of people who had come to see the towering sarsens and bluestones.

There is an accompanying audio guide with fascinating insights about the archaeological findings and the various theories surrounding Stonehenge’s construction that visitors can listen to as they walk around the circle. I did not notice any of the students listening to this; perhaps they were secretly fascinated by the idea of this site being an ancient astronomical observatory or even a ceremonial site. However, they seemed more focused on taking photographs for Instagram. Why else would you endure a three-hour bus ride from Brighton to Stonehenge?

The weather was on our side, with clear skies providing the perfect backdrop for the photos. After a thorough exploration, selfies, and group photos with the stones in the background, it was time for ice cream.

I indulged in a classic 99 with a flake, which, back in the day when I was young, cost exactly 99 pence, and you even had a penny left to buy a couple of chocolate mice. Now, the 99 with the flake is three pounds and seventy five pence, taking false advertising to a whole new level. Inflation, right? They should probably rename it to “Four-Quid-and-Change” with a flake!

After ice cream, we faced a choice: take the 6-minute shuttle back to the Visitor Center or embark on the 30-minute trek through the Salisbury Plains. Well, after a week with me, my students know how much I love walking, and I’ve found some kindred spirits who are willing to join me. The decision was unanimous. We all walk! Who needs a shuttle when you can have a mini adventure and burn off that 99 with a flake?

Walking in the open field, we were surrounded by buttercups and daisies. The sun shone down on us, and the sky was a brilliant blue. The green landscape stretched for miles as far as the eye could see. Prince was living his best life, as were all the others, reflecting on the breathtaking scenery. It felt like we had stepped into a painting, with nature putting on its best show just for us.

Although our hearts took photos as we walked, we also captured some serious and amusing shots because no one will believe this if we didn’t have the digital evidence!

The next stop was Bath, a city renowned for its stunning Georgian architecture and ancient Roman baths. As we arrived, the students were immediately captivated by the picturesque streets and the historic charm that seemed to ooze from every corner. Bath is a city that effortlessly blends the old with the new, and its timeless beauty never fails to impress.

Walking through Bath has always been an adventure for me, but we did not have too much time to take in the architecture, with its elegant crescents and sweeping terraces. Hunger was in the air. Hence, after a quick walk around the winding streets, it was time for lunch at the Pig and Fiddle. Located in one of Bath’s charming streets, the Pig and Fiddle offered a typically British Sunday lunch experience, along with Yorkshire Pudding and Roast Potatoes.

IIt was also Hilde’s Birthday, and as we started to wish her many happy returns, everyone sitting in the beer garden erupted in song. Hilde was showered with warm wishes and blessings for the day and the year ahead.

After lunch, it was time to visit the Roman Baths, one of the best-preserved Roman sites in the world. The Roman Baths in Bath are more than just a historic site; they’re a window into the ancient world of Roman Britain. Stepping into this remarkably preserved complex, visitors are transported back in time to when Bath was known as Aquae Sulis, a thriving Roman spa town. From the grandeur of the Great Bath, where Romans once gathered to socialize and soak in the healing waters, to the intricate mosaic floors and well-preserved artifacts, every corner tells a story of ancient rituals and daily life.

The Roman Baths are not just a monument to the past; they’re a living testament to the enduring legacy of Roman ingenuity and the timeless attraction of Bath’s natural springs. And let’s be real, we couldn’t resist snapping a few pics with our hearts and iPhones to share the experience with our friends and family. Because if you don’t Instagram it, did it really happen?

Trying to capture the perfect selfie while dodging other tourists and avoiding accidentally dropping your phone into the ancient waters adds a whole new level of challenge to the experience. But hey, it’s all part of the adventure, right?

Following the Roman Bath experience, we had about 30 minutes to enjoy more of Bath. Nick and Jonathan decided to showcase their hidden talents with some impromptu street dancing to the buskers, much to the amusement of everyone around.

As we waited for the bus there was a longing for more ice cream. And what better way to top off our time in Bath than with some indulgent Italian-style ice cream?

Finally, it was time to leave. Tired and exhausted, we boarded the bus for the three-hour journey back to Brighton.

Day 8 – Monday May 20

It was a long weekend – Arundel, Cambridge, Stonehenge, and Bath had each woven their own tale into the Sussex Study Abroad experience. Weariness lingered in their bones. Yet, amidst the exhaustion, the second school experience – a continuation of the exploration of teaching and learning in British schools – awaited. More specifically, the taxi taking us to Cardinal Newman Catholic School was waiting.

Cardinal Newman Catholic School, situated in Hove, East Sussex, England, is an 11–18 voluntary aided comprehensive institution. Founded in 1872 and named after John Henry Newman, an eminent Anglican who converted to Roman Catholicism and later became a cardinal, the school holds a significant place in the community. It is the largest Catholic school in England and the third largest in Europe, providing a broad and inclusive education to a diverse student body.

The students had quite the unique adventure at Cardinal Newman School. From the ringing of the first bell at 8:30 a.m., until the final bell at 3:05 p.m., they were plunged into the heart of British school life. The first hour involved a tour and a short briefing.

During the tour of the school, we visited the chapel, a serene space reflecting the school’s spiritual foundation, and then the nun’s graveyard, a poignant reminder of the religious heritage and the many lives dedicated to faith and education. These elements highlighted the rich history and deep-rooted traditions that continue to shape the school’s identity and values.

After the tour, they gathered in a classroom for a briefing on their tasks, resembling a covert ops meeting.

Once everyone was clear on their missions, they set off to their respective classes, adhering strictly to the British custom of walking only on the left-hand side of the hallways (or “corridors,” for those fluent in American-to-British translation).

As they settled into their day, the students observed STEM lessons, engaged with their British pupils, and tried to decode the local lingo.

After a full day immersed in the hustle and bustle of Cardinal Newman School, we finally made our way back to the hotel, weary but buzzing with the day’s experiences. Back at the hotel, it was time for a different kind of adventure: laundry. Ah, the glamorous life of a student abroad! With bags of clothes in tow, they had headed to the laundromat.

Once the laundry was sorted, it was time to unwind and enjoy student life in Brighton. The city, with its vibrant seaside charm, offered a perfect place for relaxation and silly selfies.

Finally, it was a beach party celebration of Hilde’s birthday for the second day. Happy Birthday Hilde.

Day 9 – Tuesday May 21

It was our third and last school visit today and the school we visited was Dorothy Stringer, a secondary school in Brighton, East Sussex, England. It has over 1,600 pupils and 115 members of staff. Named after a 20th-century Mayoress of Brighton, the school opened in 1955. In 2002, it became a specialist sports school, and despite the government’s abolition of specialisms in schools in 2012, sports remains a significant aspect of the school’s curriculum. Pupils receive at least two hours of sport education each week, adhering to government guidelines.

Once again, dressed like professionals, our students set off for their final adventure in the British education system.

We arrived at 9:30 a.m. and were warmly greeted by the Director of Teacher Preparation, who guided us to the science department. While much of the school had been renovated, the science building still retained its charming 1950s aesthetic. The main change was the corridor walls. They were adorned with fascinating floor-to-ceiling science billboards, showcasing not only intriguing scientific content but also the brilliant minds behind the discoveries. What stood out most was the inclusivity of these posters, celebrating contributions from individuals from diverse backgrounds and countries, reflecting the global nature of scientific advancement.

Dorothy Stringer caters to students aged 11 to 16. With no sixth form, the school environment buzzes with the energy of younger students. The science and engineering majors assisted in chemistry or physics lessons designed for 14-year-olds, while the math and computer science majors helped with math sessions tailored to the 15-year-old curriculum. Following these lessons, it was break time (recess), and we all gathered in one of the science rooms for a brief interlude to enjoy some British biscuits and chat with other science faculty members who stopped by to say hello.

One thing that everyone noticed about the classrooms was that there is no air conditioning in the school. FOne thing that everyone noticed about the classrooms was the absence of air conditioning in the school. While some found it hot and stuffy, others considered it cool. As for me, who keeps Dandeneu 106, the UTeach room at UMass Lowell at a steady 80 ºF, this lack of air conditioning was perfect!

After enjoying the morning break, we were fortunate to be led by two wonderful students who took us on a tour around the school, showcasing the essential department and unique features, such as gender-neutral bathrooms. Their enthusiasm and pride in their school made the experience even more special.

Our first stop was the school gardens, a vibrant oasis bursting with greenery and life. The students explained how each section of the garden was used in the science curriculum. The tour was not only informative but also inspiring. It highlighted the importance of outdoor spaces in education and how they can enhance learning and well-being.

When the tour came to a close, it was time for lunch with the science faculty.

The last lesson the science majors participated in was an organic chemistry lesson. In British schools, organic chemistry concepts are introduced as early as Year 9, to 14-year-olds. This was particularly astonishing for the biology and chemistry undergraduates in the group, who encounter these topics for the first time as freshmen at the university.

In British schools, starting organic chemistry early helps build a strong foundation for future scientific studies and makes the subject more accessible. This approach fosters a deeper understanding and appreciation for science from a young age, preparing students for success in STEM fields.

The day at Dorothy Stringer was was an eye-opener, highlighting the differences in educational pathways and the potential benefits of introducing advanced concepts at an earlier age. It left the UTeach STEM majors with a sense of admiration for these young students and their ability to tackle such challenging material with confidence and enthusiasm.

As usual when the working day ended the fun begins, and here are a couple of photos of student life on Brighton beach.

Day 10 – Wednesday May 22

As our time in Brighton, England, draws to a close, we find ourselves reflecting on the incredible experiences we’ve had. Today marked the last day of classes at the University of Sussex. Despite the morning rain, the students’ spirits were high as they eagerly boarded the bus to the university.

The day was dedicated to a comprehensive workshop on innovative pedagogies, led by three esteemed professors from the University of Sussex. Running from 9:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m., the workshop was an interactive learning experience. Having taught in both England and the United States, I have always admired the pedagogical approaches in England. Thus, I was particularly grateful to Dr. Marcelo Staricoff for organizing this engaging session for our UTeach Teacher candidates.

The primary focus of the workshop was on designing optimal conditions for learning. A highlight was Dr. Staricoff’s presentation on JONK STEM, based on his insightful book, The Joy of Not Knowing.

The Joy of Not Knowing (JONK) is a transformative educational philosophy that celebrates the state of not knowing as a starting point for learning. By fostering a culture where uncertainty is embraced, JONK creates an environment where all possibilities are open. It teaches students that not knowing something is a crucial step in the learning process. Through this approach, schools build an infrastructure that equips learners with the necessary values, skills, and intrinsic motivation to become enthusiastic, lifelong learners.

As our students absorbed these innovative ideas, it was clear that the workshop had a profound impact. The principles of JONK resonated deeply, promising to influence their future teaching careers.

I was fortunate to receive a copy of The Joy of Not Knowing from Dr. Staricoff, and I am already thinking about how I can use its content to revise the UTeach courses. Perhaps I could even ask Dr. Staricoff to join one of my sessions via Zoom.

Day 11 – Thursday May 23

They all set out, excited to be traveling to London. Jonathan even wore one of his finest suits. But who knew that as we left the seaside sanctuary of Brighton, with its pebbly beach and quirky charm, our day trip to London would turn into a fiasco of missteps”?

Arriving at Victoria Station, I felt like a seasoned traveler. Still, it had been ages since I strolled from Victoria to Buckingham Palace, and everything seemed different from what I remembered. So, I decided to fake it till I made it and led the students towards the royal residence.

The crowd was insane – a veritable ocean of tourists. It was like everyone had conspired to visit on the same day. There was no chance of snagging that perfect Instagram photo for the blog with the students.

From Buckingham Palace, the plan was to take a leisurely stroll along Constitution Hill, then head down Piccadilly via Piccadilly Circus to Covent Garden, making pit stops at interesting spots along the way.

One department store I wanted my students to experience as a pit stop, was Fortnum and Mason, the land of culinary delights and wallet-busting treats. Stepping into this hallowed emporium is like entering a parallel universe where a packet of biscuits costs more than your first car and a single chocolate truffle could probably fund a small country’s infrastructure project.

I vividly remember visiting this place with a friend almost two decades ago. We decided to treat ourselves to lunch because, you know, YOLO and all that, but there’s a fine line between living the life and being able to afford it. Back then, the only thing we could afford was a Caesar salad for £10. But hey, I can still tell people “I had lunch at Fortnum and Mason!”

However, this land of luxury of unattainable treats was not to be for my broke students. They could only gaze longingly at the delectable donuts, each one priced at a whopping £4.50. I am sure they wondered if those donuts were made with unicorn tears and sprinkled with gold dust to justify that price tag!

The next stop was Piccadilly Circus, the beating heart of London’s chaos, where the hustle and bustle rival that of a colony of ants on a sugar rush. It is so easy to be swept up in a whirlwind of activity, and my students fell for it hook line, and sinker. One street performer captivated their attention with his dubious talent for breakdancing. So, we stopped and watched for a while.

Ryan was so inspired, he too contributed to street dancing, much to the amusement of all those who passed by.

We continued our journey to Covent Gardens, the purpose of this was to meet up with another group from UMass Lowell who were on a Shakespear tour of Britain. However, my attempt at orchestrating a seamless meetup with this group turned into a comedy of errors that Shakespeare himself would envy.

With the confidence of a conductor leading an orchestra, I marched my group over to Covent Garden, the agreed-upon rendezvous point, promising culinary delights to fill their empty stomachs. Little did I know, the other group was going to Seven Dials, where food options abound like weeds in a neglected garden.

Even though we did not meet up with everyone from the Shakespeare group, we bumped into a few, one of whom many of the STEM majors recognized.

Having had more food and mingled with members of the Shakespeare Study Abroad Group, and with Ryan managing to squeeze in a quick nap, we set off to see the Houses of Parliament. This time, Nick, clearly traumatized by my earlier navigational blunders, decided to take matters into his own hands and relied on Apple Maps to guide us.

We crossed the Millennium Bridge, with the students snapping photos like true tourists and enjoying the stunning views. We settled on the other side for a while, taking in the scenery and catching our breath.

Feeling guilty for botching the lunch plans and depriving the students of the culinary delights at Seven Dials, I decided to make amends. I offered to pay for them to ride the carousel, which they enjoyed immensely. Watching a group of college students gleefully spinning around on brightly colored horses was entertaining.

We continued our adventure along the Southbank Queen’s Walk, weaving through crowds and snapping more photos than a paparazzi at a royal wedding. Finally, we arrived at Westminster Bridge and saw the Houses of Parliament and Big Ben.

The next stop was the Science Museum. This meant that the group of American college kids got to experience the legendary London Underground, the Tube. They got their first taste of the Underground, complete with confusing maps, the iconic “mind the gap” announcement and the delightful challenge of figuring out why there are no trash cans anywhere. Ryan even had an epiphany and figured out why it is called “The Tube.”

The Science Museum – a playground for the STEM majors and a perplexing labyrinth of interactive exhibits for the rest of the mere mortals. We all agreed that one and a half hours would be sufficient to explore this temple of knowledge. As they scampered off in different directions, I found myself drawn like a moth to a flame to the outer space area.

Lost in a galaxy far, far away, I marveled at the wonders of the cosmos, pondering the mysteries of black holes and the meaning of life. Meanwhile, Ryan and Nick, seized the chance to catch some Z’s, as if the Science Museum was their personal nap haven, and Jonathan was ordering donuts from another planet.

After absorbing as much as I could about our place in the solar system, I retreated to the comfort of the coffee shop, where I treated myself to a solo afternoon tea complete with a decadent slice of cake. The perks of being the fearless leader of this intrepid group – occasional solitude and the sweet taste of dessert without having to share.

As I indulged in my leisurely afternoon tea, I swiftly concocted the next stage of our adventure. The plan: hop on the Tube to Leicester Square and bask in the glory of Trafalgar Square. But as any seasoned traveler knows, plans are just suggestions – and in our case, more like guidelines for chaos.

As we disembarked at Leicester Square, Ally was on a mission: her family had bestowed upon her a sacred list of items they demanded she procure before returning home. Having fulfilled this obligation, at the Souvenir store, Ally was a happy as a cat on catnip.

Prince, our resident food enthusiast, had a crisis of epic proportions – the portion sizes of food served in England were simply not up to par with his hearty appetite. He scarpered off looking for the nearest food outlet to satisfy his burning hunger.

As for the rest, well, they played the waiting game, lounging around, watching the world go by..

As for Jonathan, who discovered Lucozade, found that the drink had a bizarre effect on his trousers.

After Trafalgar Square, there was just one more iconic stop on our London adventure – the Tower of London and the majestic Tower Bridge. Because let’s be real, one simply cannot visit London and miss out on the Tower Bridge, even if half the tourists mistake it for the London Bridge and the other half are too busy taking selfies to care about the difference. My poor, unsuspecting students, who were blissfully unaware of the impending detour.

Eventually, after navigating through the labyrinth of London’s underground, we finally arrived at our intended destination – the illustrious Tower of London. This historic fortress, which has stood as a symbol of power and intrigue for over a thousand years, cannot be missed as you emerge from the Tower Hill tube station.

And around the corner is the iconic Tower Bridge, its majestic towers reaching towards the sky like sentinels guarding the river below.

With weary feet and aching souls, we left London and boarded the 7:59 Gatwick Express from Victoria to Brighton. As fate would have it, our journey took an unexpected turn when we made a pit stop at Gatwick Airport. Suddenly, Ryan’s eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning because his dad just got on the same train. And as the train pulled up at Brighton station, Ryan bid us all farewell and took the ride back to the hotel with his dad, leaving the rest of us to soldier on and complete the final leg of our journey back to the hotel.

Day 12 – Friday May 24

Finally, it arrived – the last day of the Sussex Study Abroad Program. We made the final trek to the bus stop, ready to board the number 25 Brighton and Hove University bus to Sussex House. Everyone looked as if they just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine, except for Ryan, who apparently missed the memo. Jonathan, ever the trendsetter, rocked his finest suit while enjoying the gourmet delight of day-old sushi at 9:00 a.m. Because nothing says “ready for the last day” like raw fish and formal wear, right?

The program was pretty light today at the university. The students had one task: to use the notes they made during school visits and workshops at Sussex to create and present a poster. This poster was to compare the British and English education systems, connect their observations to the theoretical frameworks they studied, and identify elements of good practice they would take away for their teaching.

Despite the task’s demands, the students’ commitment to producing the best presentation was truly admirable. Their work ethic shone through as they diligently collaborated with their partner, ensuring every detail was perfect.

After a working lunch, it was time for the presentations, during which each pair shared their experiences with the English education system and compared them to their experiences in the United States. I was immensely proud of the students and the amount they had learned in such a short period of time.

All students received a certification of completion and a mug to commemorate their experience. As they held their certificates and mugs, smiles radiated across their faces, reflecting the pride and satisfaction of their accomplishments. It was a moment of celebration marking the end of one journey and the beginning of countless new ones.

In addition to receiving certificates and mugs, the students were also surprised with another gift. Being envious that I had received a copy of Dr. Staricoff’s book, “The Joy of Not Knowing,” the graciously awarded each student a personally signed copy.

Although the program was now over, the day was far from finished. Back at the hotel, a lively party was in full swing. Ally took the mic for a spontaneous karaoke session, prompting people to get up and dance, as she belted out an Abba tune with the confidence of a seasoned pop star. Meanwhile, Prince remained unfazed by the festivities, calmly sipping his drink and observing the chaotic scene with an air of serene detachment.

After the dancing, some adventurous students, embarked on a journey to experience the majestic Seven Sisters cliffs in Brighton, East Sussex. Armed with nothing but enthusiasm and a questionable sense of direction, they set off, eager to conquer nature’s marvels.

As the day nears its end, it’s time to bid farewell to the enchanting shores of Brighton and head back to the United States, where Prince can once again indulge in portions of food fit for a small village. But before retreating to the comfort of their hotel rooms, I wanted to capture a photo of the students that reflected the friendships forged during their time in Brighton—the laughter shared, the memories created, and the challenges overcome.

I hope the students can see the boundless possibilities that await them as they return to the United States. May they continue to reflect on the true richness of their Study Abroad experience in Brighton, England.

So, here’s to the adventures they’ve had and the ones yet to come. Here’s to the lessons learned and the growth achieved. And most importantly, here’s to the bonds of friendship that transcend borders and time zones. As they bid cheerio to Brighton, they carry with them not just souvenirs and photographs, but a piece of each other’s hearts, forever intertwined in the fabric of their shared journey.