Abstract
For oft when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon my inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude.
(Wordsworth)
ABSTRACT. Uses a personal perspective to reflect on the varieties of challenges and satisfactions in teaching social work in several different countries; discusses the role of the teacher and the danger of obsessive adherence to any specific “models” of teaching. Makes a case for the teacher's presentation of self rather than reliance of technological devices.
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