Ass in the air
Ass in the air
or,
Who's your daddy, what does he do?
So I went to the seminary today, where some other WSU students and I are working with the seminarians on accent reduction. We were told to discuss some questions related to motivation. Enter J, a Mexican studying to be a priest.
Question: How do you motivate children?
J: (cue requisite Mexican accent) "You shake them and say 'Who's your daddy, what does he do?!'"
So my client yesterday absolutely refused to speak. After five or ten minutes, his moms pulled him out of the room to talk to him, and he started bawling. It confirmed to me that I have absolutely no desire to work with children. I just don't know what to do when they won't cooperate. If it were my own kid, I'd beat him black and blue, but I can't do that with clients. So, guess what my summer clinical assignment will be. Yes! I get to work with a huge group of preschoolers!
I feel so guilty about having accomplished so little today. I wish that I would have worked out. I can't stand to look at myself.
That reminds me, I have decided that I'd like to be a cat when I grow up. I wouldn't have to do anything but eat, sleep, lick myself, and walk around with my ass in the air periodically.
or,
Who's your daddy, what does he do?
So I went to the seminary today, where some other WSU students and I are working with the seminarians on accent reduction. We were told to discuss some questions related to motivation. Enter J, a Mexican studying to be a priest.
Question: How do you motivate children?
J: (cue requisite Mexican accent) "You shake them and say 'Who's your daddy, what does he do?!'"
So my client yesterday absolutely refused to speak. After five or ten minutes, his moms pulled him out of the room to talk to him, and he started bawling. It confirmed to me that I have absolutely no desire to work with children. I just don't know what to do when they won't cooperate. If it were my own kid, I'd beat him black and blue, but I can't do that with clients. So, guess what my summer clinical assignment will be. Yes! I get to work with a huge group of preschoolers!
I feel so guilty about having accomplished so little today. I wish that I would have worked out. I can't stand to look at myself.
That reminds me, I have decided that I'd like to be a cat when I grow up. I wouldn't have to do anything but eat, sleep, lick myself, and walk around with my ass in the air periodically.