Friday, October 15, 2010

When I was a little girl, I had a rag doll...

Current music: Charm Attack by Leona Naess

It has been pointed out to me that I have been neglecting the blogging. Apart from laziness, the only justification I can offer for this is that I seem to be getting used to the extreme weirdness of things here, therefore they seem less worthy of documentation. I know that this is not true, but that's all I got. But there are pictures now! Many pictures. Hopefully videos coming soon, stay tuned.

I just returned home from a sushi dinner at Sushi Express with the teachers from Head Start. I don't know them as well as I do my own co-workers, but they are all cool kids as well. Celeste is close to my age, from Alberta and speaks flawless Chinese, so I figured that she would be a good friend to have. And I was right, as she provided me with a Halloween costume; she will be going as Rachel Berry and I will go as Sue Sylvester. All I have to do is find a track suit, which will be easy enough, and spend my day berating people. What a glorious Halloween it shall be. I should also get a bullhorn.

John is yet another Englishman who has seemingly been in Tainan forever. He keeps trying to persuade me to go hardcore mountain biking around Jiali and Kaohsiung, but he doesn't understand that although I still enjoy the bicycle, I also don't have any other mode of transportation. So biking in my spare time is still something I leave to the evenings, when it is cool-ish. Not vertically, in the middle of the scorching afternoon. Perhaps in the future.

Kevin is (I'm guessing) from somewhere in the States and is the quietest person ever. How you can be that serious and still be an elementary teacher escapes me. Tim is from California, and I always seem to run into him at the bar. He has the same sense of humour as me, so we get along fine. I sometimes envy that they get to do elementary. But there is good and bad about every teaching age. I'm fine with my little hell-spawn for now. Although they did give me a wicked cold this past week, because they are laden with disease. Why must children be so toxic?

Current music: Warm Heart of Africa by The Very Best

Jump Start goes all out for Halloween. The school is decorated down to the last doorway, and they will be holding a pageant thing for the kids to trot around in their costumes in front of their peers, and many parents as well. They felt the need to stress to us not to dress up as anything too scary for the children, and then proceeded to display bloody scream masks hanging from the ceiling and prop up little toy witches with Freddy Kreuger faces in front of every classroom. So, I've decided to ignore this advice even more than I ignore all advice that I get from management.

I made the mistake of using one of the demon witches to scare my babies one day. Now they are all in a constant state of terror every time they pass by the toy. Though I often use this fear to scare them into compliance. Be quiet or the witch will eat you. I sense future lifelong fears a-growing. Maybe I have a sadistic kindergarten teacher to blame for my irrational fear of clowns. We'll never know.

Ok, I'm going to be honest about where my weekends have gone. The bars here do not close. Ever. As long as there are people in them, they stay open. So, last call does not exist. I have previously been out at The Armory, the local foreigner pub, until 7am. Therefore, this weekend is going to be extremely low-key, so I can rest. I may be going to Taichung tomorrow with Sonja. Apparently, there is some kind of jazz festival going on, and I love jazz.

Current music: Cherry Bomb by The Runaways

I taught my big kids to sing Do-Re-Mi a few weeks ago, due to my recent goal to be Julie Andrews. On the CD I use for that song, this song is immediately followed by Stop by the Spice Girls. Remarkably, one of my kids already knows it. Or at least random noises in the rhythm of it. So, I had no choice but to teach them all to say random noises to the beat of Stop. It was one of the most epic things I have ever seen. My twelve-year-old self would love me right now.

Thing I miss of the day: Nick...I get to Skype with you tomorrow! Excitement!

I'm drinking a weird Japanese beer called Asahi right now, and it's pretty damn good. No reason to throw that in there, but it needed to be said. Daniel told me that it's going to storm this weekend, he had better be lying.

Goodnight.

P.S. I shall do my best not to be so negligent in future times.

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