October 5, 2011
My internship at the school hasn’t gotten much better. Every time I teach with a new teacher they tell me that they thought I was going to be a boy because of my name. It's kind of funny. The children are horrible. A few of my teachers have me take a few kids at a time out of the classroom to talk to them in English. They don’t listen to me. They hit each other, scream, throw things, and make me yell and threaten them. I'm often tempted to just start cussing at them because I doubt that they would be able to understand what I am saying. A few of the children are fine and actually make an effort to listen to me. However, the majority of them are hoodlums. Yesterday was probably the worst day I’ve had so far. I was working with a science class and the teacher had me take four kids at a time out of the classroom. They were third graders and I wanted to cry afterwards. I literally bought a 40 (which was room temperature… mmmmm) and a chocolate bar and went down to the river to read afterwards. I was so frazzled. I’m never having children.
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