So its been ages since I posted anything because mainly its been a repeat process of last year, with a few character exceptions, of course. HAHAH.
So, in my first term i had to endure and work with a girl called Sarah Jane. She was a FAT SHIT with full-on corn rows, a red appearance due to a lack of suncream and wearing a constant scowl, it was fowl. She would ask the most obvious of questions in a staff meeting and actually ask the director during meetings to drive her to the nearest town to buy her a packet of cigarettes when she would have greatly benefited from the excersise and lesson in not smoking herself. So she worked with me and taught my class that the present simple from of the verb "do" is DONE, so they wrote in their example diary entries "today i done this, then i done that", etc. I died. Also when we were marking the exams she had to check with me to see if it was more strong or stronger, more beautiful or beautifuler etc. I went mad.
SO, my second term i anticipated a slightly better work partner, only to be given a monotonous weed with verbal diarrhea, and because she had two plastic bones in one ear she could not appreciate or even slightly realise how fucking annoying her mumbling bollocks was. So she pretty much told me her life sentence as the answer for the simplest of questions, such as how are you? and no one would give her the time of day to listen to it, and it was absolute irrelevant bullshit anyway. For example, you would come into her bedroom and notice her asleep, she would wake up and TELL YOU she was sleeping, so therefore "she would be asleep for a while so maybe she will talk to you later but dont worry but anyway she is asleep so lets talk about it later and she is asleep now" etc.
My third work partner we have nicknamed "the green giant" after the sweetcorn adverts, because she has a massive face with her mouth and chin being maginfied as in a story, and she continues to ask if I am ok on a daily basis with the premonition that something terrible has happened to me, when in fact i am merely avoiding her stare and face because that alone is depressing enough, let alone the face that she is my WORK partner and i have to actively discuss my class and behaviour problems and teaching with her. She is unreal.
So far one girl here has broken her face and has had to be sent home, another has left due to depression, another has left because she has an interview and as of this weekend the numbers have been greatly reduced (in males especially) to a few dry females who find it entertaining to recycle the same tediously boring converstations about meaningless subjects since the first term and to be honest i cannot wait for saturday where i will be able to see sam and we will be having a real holiday in Barcelona.
My lessons have been pretty jokes so far though, e.g., today i taught them DISGUSTING meals just before lunch and one girl cried all lesson cos she wanted to go home cos her mum has cancer. Which is pretty bad but they still loved the lesson but most of them loved it even if they were annoyed at me for informing them of the notion of "head cheese" just before lunch. Tomorrow i am teaching them about hideous animals such as snakes that eat dogs, and storm chasers and then the next day about silly extreme sports like cheese rolling and zorbing.
