I think I might be in love
BLACK BEAR UPDATE.
In the last two weeks my darling Black Bear has:
-spent the majority of class on top of the desks either spinning, or jumping up and down.
-climbed me at least 15 times.
-kissed me several times.
-kissed flash cards as I hold them up to the class.
-kissed every pencil, pen, gluestick and folder that I bring to class.
-licked my sweaters, repeatedly.
-licked my knee.
-mooned me while jumping up and down on the table.
-successfully avoided doing ANY kind of work involving the English language.
Today BlackBear:
-took a running leap from the top of the desks onto me as though I had suddenly turned into a squishy gym mat.
-licked the fabric of the teacher's chair for a minute, curled up in a ball, until I could pry him off of it.
He is a total genius.
His classmate Sally likes to grab my boobs.
Teaching is fun.
Note: For reasons that don't involve brilliant children, I'm trying to quit my job. I'm attempting to get an F4 visa that would give me a kind of semi-permanent resident status, instead of having this fucking lame work visa that traps me at my job, which doesn't pay as well as I have decided it should for the long, stressful hours. Wish me luck.
In the last two weeks my darling Black Bear has:
-spent the majority of class on top of the desks either spinning, or jumping up and down.
-climbed me at least 15 times.
-kissed me several times.
-kissed flash cards as I hold them up to the class.
-kissed every pencil, pen, gluestick and folder that I bring to class.
-licked my sweaters, repeatedly.
-licked my knee.
-mooned me while jumping up and down on the table.
-successfully avoided doing ANY kind of work involving the English language.
Today BlackBear:
-took a running leap from the top of the desks onto me as though I had suddenly turned into a squishy gym mat.
-licked the fabric of the teacher's chair for a minute, curled up in a ball, until I could pry him off of it.
He is a total genius.
His classmate Sally likes to grab my boobs.
Teaching is fun.
Note: For reasons that don't involve brilliant children, I'm trying to quit my job. I'm attempting to get an F4 visa that would give me a kind of semi-permanent resident status, instead of having this fucking lame work visa that traps me at my job, which doesn't pay as well as I have decided it should for the long, stressful hours. Wish me luck.