Dommage que ça soit interdite

For the most part, I feel better than I did last night, if only because I have lessons to give to the students. They are learning about American coffee houses today, whether they like it or not. They are doing word searches even though they are 20 years old and it doesn't make them construct their own English sentences. Too bad. I am sleep-deprived.

I did have one class this morning that really frustrated me, though, and made the sleep-deprived American consider crying when it was all over (but she had to go to another class, so there was no time for these conneries). And when I say one class that frustrated me, I mean one side of the class. And when I say one side of the class, I mean one student.

I always laughed in the orientation meetings when they told us we were strictly forbidden to hit students. Hmm.

srah - Thursday, 7 November 2002 - 6:44 AM

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