Dondeques

I used to be a teacher in Spain. Now I'm back home and quite content with my life, but not doing anything of particular interest. So I'm just going to record what I say in my sleep and tell you about it. Real Time Web Analytics

May 7

I just checked my email and the program assigned me to AndalucĂ­a for the upcoming year. I think I am going to stay in the US next year, but seeing that word written there makes me maybe think twice. We’ll see.

On Saturday night we went out to bars. At one point, we were entering one of our favorite bars, which is almost at the end of a wide covered hallway off the side of the street. (Does that make sense? I do not know how to explain it better.) There was a big group of guys at the end of the hallway loitering and playing music and when we (a large group made up mostly of girls) entered the hallway, they started cheering and trying to get us to come hang out with them. We ignored them and went into the bar. As we entered, one of them yelled “and the last one is the ugliest”.

I, the last one, had already entered the bar. I turned around, went out, and yelled “fuck you” at them in English. I do not think they understood me, but it made me feel a little better.

I was bummed out for about 15 minutes, at first because I was personally offended. I know how great I am, and I think I’m pretty, and so do lots of other people, and obviously being pretty is not that important, but still. When something like that is said to you, it can’t help but sting for a little while. Then I just got mad. What right have they to say something mean like that to someone? What if they had said it to someone who was really insecure? Stupid jerks.

Then someone called the police on them and they were told to go away, so that’s funny.

Today, I divided the noisy-ass 12-year-olds into two groups, one of 7 and one of 8. The teacher took one group and I kept the other. They still behaved horribly, but it was much easier to deal with them in a small group. We spoke in Spanish and Gallego, and they speak so fast in both languages that I told them at the beginning of class to speak slowly to me so that I could understand. That resulted in me being spoken to extremely condescendingly by a bunch of 12-year-olds. It was kind of annoying, but at least I understood them.