YES! A NEW ENTRY!
Long awaited update. Hahaha, looong awaited, eh?
March has begun and the trimester is marching along very quickly to a very fast beat. Was that cheesy?
Anyway.
Lots have happened. First, the boy in question from the last entry did get expelled. One day, he was in my class, and then the next day, he wasn’t. I don’t know where he went, or what’s going to happen to him, but all I wish for him is the best. I just hope he wouldn’t suffer too much.
The other thing that sucked the life out of my days at school is a play that I helped work on with my kids. The play was performed in front of a bunch of other students about a week ago, and it was complete shit. It was an absolute mess. I was disappointed with my students, but more disappointed with myself. I thought I could have done things differently to make things better. But there were so many things working against us. Here’s a couple:
1. The play had to be a play from the medieval times. Try finding a medieval time play that’s written in English for kids who are learning it in a second language. I offered to write one, but there even wasn’t time for that.
2. We had a month to prepare everything. A month to find a play, to give it out, to memorize, and to rehearse.
3. Because of the above mentioned condition, we practiced the play all together ONCE. Once. I wasn’t even there for it, because it was a day that I don’t go to work. And, apparently, they didn’t even get through the whole thing.
4. On the day of the play, 2 students with large parts were missing.
Kids didn’t know when to enter, when to leave, the audience couldn’t hear the kids, they didn’t know their lines… BIG FUCKING SIGH. Fortunately, that was a week ago, and no one is talking about it now. But the day following the play, my student came up to me and said, “Lisa, the play, a caca-tion.” You don’t say.
That’s school. Everything is fine now, except for minor problems here and there. We have a busy month ahead of us, with visiting students from England, and a presentation at the local elementary school. I’ve been noticing the improvements in my kids’ speaking abilities (however minor they are), although they still put –tion at the end of every Spanish word to make it sound English. (“Teacher, my mochila-tion heavy.”)
But apart from classes, we got a cat in my apartment. He’s 6 months old, and his name is Sebastian. But we call him Bastian because he’s a bastardo without a real home. Bastian came from the animal shelter that my Animalista of a flat mate works at. He’s staying with us until they find him a new home. He sleeps in my room every night, and my roommates now call him my son, because he’s always hanging out with me. I don’t care too much for cats, but this one is such a punk and a rebel (and a bastard) that I’m developing a soft spot for it. He’s a bitch to Fredi, though, which I do not approve.
Otherwise, it’s been a pretty chill month. (By month, I mean February. March is going to be pandemonium.) I’ve taken on a new mission of trying a new restaurant every other week, and now am proud to say that I have a list of great restaurants where I can take my parents when they visit in late April. It’s a good feeling to know where the good food spots are.
Ciao for now!
P.S. If you’re wondering, “Gee, is Lisa doing her research project?” the answer is a big fatty NO. I am getting no where with it, because I don’t have enough time to do it. It’s not something that I can research on in libraries, and I can’t nearly manage trying to get contacts just during the weekends. I’ll do something about it, though… I have to come back with something.
This is The Bastard, passed out on my night stand.
March has begun and the trimester is marching along very quickly to a very fast beat. Was that cheesy?
Anyway.
Lots have happened. First, the boy in question from the last entry did get expelled. One day, he was in my class, and then the next day, he wasn’t. I don’t know where he went, or what’s going to happen to him, but all I wish for him is the best. I just hope he wouldn’t suffer too much.
The other thing that sucked the life out of my days at school is a play that I helped work on with my kids. The play was performed in front of a bunch of other students about a week ago, and it was complete shit. It was an absolute mess. I was disappointed with my students, but more disappointed with myself. I thought I could have done things differently to make things better. But there were so many things working against us. Here’s a couple:
1. The play had to be a play from the medieval times. Try finding a medieval time play that’s written in English for kids who are learning it in a second language. I offered to write one, but there even wasn’t time for that.
2. We had a month to prepare everything. A month to find a play, to give it out, to memorize, and to rehearse.
3. Because of the above mentioned condition, we practiced the play all together ONCE. Once. I wasn’t even there for it, because it was a day that I don’t go to work. And, apparently, they didn’t even get through the whole thing.
4. On the day of the play, 2 students with large parts were missing.
Kids didn’t know when to enter, when to leave, the audience couldn’t hear the kids, they didn’t know their lines… BIG FUCKING SIGH. Fortunately, that was a week ago, and no one is talking about it now. But the day following the play, my student came up to me and said, “Lisa, the play, a caca-tion.” You don’t say.
That’s school. Everything is fine now, except for minor problems here and there. We have a busy month ahead of us, with visiting students from England, and a presentation at the local elementary school. I’ve been noticing the improvements in my kids’ speaking abilities (however minor they are), although they still put –tion at the end of every Spanish word to make it sound English. (“Teacher, my mochila-tion heavy.”)
But apart from classes, we got a cat in my apartment. He’s 6 months old, and his name is Sebastian. But we call him Bastian because he’s a bastardo without a real home. Bastian came from the animal shelter that my Animalista of a flat mate works at. He’s staying with us until they find him a new home. He sleeps in my room every night, and my roommates now call him my son, because he’s always hanging out with me. I don’t care too much for cats, but this one is such a punk and a rebel (and a bastard) that I’m developing a soft spot for it. He’s a bitch to Fredi, though, which I do not approve.
Otherwise, it’s been a pretty chill month. (By month, I mean February. March is going to be pandemonium.) I’ve taken on a new mission of trying a new restaurant every other week, and now am proud to say that I have a list of great restaurants where I can take my parents when they visit in late April. It’s a good feeling to know where the good food spots are.
Ciao for now!
P.S. If you’re wondering, “Gee, is Lisa doing her research project?” the answer is a big fatty NO. I am getting no where with it, because I don’t have enough time to do it. It’s not something that I can research on in libraries, and I can’t nearly manage trying to get contacts just during the weekends. I’ll do something about it, though… I have to come back with something.
This is The Bastard, passed out on my night stand.
posted by Lisa at 10:28 AM
4 Comments:
hey hey! i've been busy too and with school starting...oy vey, enough said.
sorry about the play...i understand. sounds all too familiar.
how many classes do you teach each week?
it seems like you are no longer a researcher but a full fledged teacher.
it's amusing that you don't like cats and yet you had 2 last year and now another one attached to you...hee hee hee.
he looks like a sweatheart...but we all know that dogs are better!
you are an ASSHOLE! Here are a few reasons why:
1) Ive written you a hundred and one emails - one about 4 pages long - did you respond? No. You didnt. Fucker.
2) You mentioned cats in your journal and didnt mention me. They should be synonomous. fucker.
3) you gave me the wrong phone number to call you. fucker.
im PISSED OFF
uh oh...looks like you're in carmen trouble!
mmmmm, chocolate! i KNOW i love dark choclate! there isn't much of it here in korea unfortunately. they're more of a milk chocolate country.
yeah...you are right. japan has white day too. my friend here who studied abroad in japan told me...i am not sure about black day though.
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