Even though I spent most of my time yelling at the boys to stop talking to each other, it was an admittedly better day than my very first first-day. I’ve already got my favorites, though - my punk boys from the Saturday class I used to teach. Surprisingly, they didn’t speak to me in Korean, although one kid glared at me when I told him to explain his word in English to me since I don’t speak Korean haha. And a tiiiiiny little girl named Sue.
Sue: Teacher, I just think this, but it might not be true.
Me: Ok, tell me anyway.
Sue: I think you’re a lot like your mother.
Me: You think I’m a lot like your mother? Like a mother?
Sue: No, no, like YOUR mother.
(in my head) How in the hell do you know my mother?
Me: Oh. Ok…um…moving on! (I’m actually a LOT like my mother which is really kinda freaky that she said that)
