School days

Lesson 1- two seniors. The ones at 8 in the morning who never talk. Listened dutifully to my treatise on the origins of swing dancing, giggled politely when I gave my demonstration of the Dean Collins Shim Sham and mastered the basic Charleston step fairly quickly.

long dark teatime- another English professor wanted me to help her grade this practice test for this former student trying to get into piloting school. Yes, they have to pass an English test to be a pilot. There were questions there I had no clue about. A lot of them were probably more difficult than anything I had on the SATs. Who makes up these tests? And what kind of super bilingual person is supposed to pass them?

For example: (and yeah, if you happen to own a business don't answer)

The companies formed a three way a. blah b. bluh c. combination d. body e. bleh

Is it just me or do none of them make sense (ok, three I didn't remember but they definitetly didn't make sense...)


Lesson 2- ten "seniors" acting like "nine-year-olds." As in I take them to the library and they start hiding from me in the magazine racks. I kid you not. Talk to eachother throughout my presentation (though I had the music working this time!) clapped glaringly off rhythm during my demonstration and no one would stand up and learn anything- though one kid decided to try dancing to the music...I'm not sure if he was actually trying to do it or was just making fun of me...

Lesson 3- probably the best lesson I've had all year. With admittedly the superkids who are funny without being immature or crazy and will talk without being begged...heck, they pretty much told me they just wanted to discuss stuff from now on. Forget movies and such. Ok, fine by me.

Anyway, we set up a chat with a certain Seven seas...everyone was great! everyone asked awesome questions and the kids wanted to talk to her again...

Thanks so much, R! You rocked!