It’s 5:30 AM my time, 9:30 PM their time, when I connect with the students of THINK Global School via Skype. I’m in New York, where it’s cold and snowy. They’re in Sydney, where it’s been unseasonably warm.
I rub the sleep from my eyes, take a sip of coffee, look for a pen, and tell them I’m not going to turn on my video; I’m still in my pajamas. I can see them, though; they’re in t-shirts and shorts, most of them barefoot or in socks. They’re sitting on couches, chairs, the floor, some of them with their arms draped around each other like they’ve been friends for years, even though they’ve only known each other since September 2010, which is when THINK Global School (TGS) inaugurated its first class.