Not it’s not Adele. Sorry.
(That moment you realize there’s only one “L”. Adelle would be cuter)
So, I’m at the library near work, working some more. I was tutoring a few 9th graders and a 7th grader from 10 a.m to 1 p.m. Portuguese. I’m got 8th and 9th grade English, Portuguese, History, French, Spanish, Geography, whatever comes, but mostly English and Portuguese. I got a 7th grader today because most kids and teacher are still on holiday so there’s an uneven distribution. I’ll be working with another teacher who is very sweet and helpful and nice. Everyone is really nice, actually. I’m relieved. I haven’t actually been on a job other than working by myself for a while so I was nervous going back to civilization. But they’re all very welcoming and funny and they seem to get along really well, which is really good.
The kids liked me, which makes me very happy and relieved because with teenagers, if you start on the wrong foot, you’re doomed. One of them actually went by my boss and said “the new teacher is very good at explaining things”, which my boss promptly told me and which obviously made my day.
I’ve been told that they’re quite difficult, which I obviously was already expecting because well, they’re 14 and 15. I’ve also been warned about the ones that are really, really difficult, the ones who are lazy, the ones who talk back and the ones who are sneaky and think they can text the class away without us noticing. I’ve been there, kid. Not that long ago. I know you’re not just extremely focused looking down on your lap. I know there’s some device there.
Anyway, all my colleagues have made sure to warn me about the troublemakers which is so generous because I’m now better prepared to deal with them and be firm. I’m hoping they will not be too bad with me because I’m usually the funny, cool teacher. I try to be patient and to make them feel like I actually care about them, so they respect me. Let’s see how it works out. There’s two teacher and 26 of them, 8th and 9th graders. I think it’s time I go back to color my hair because of the grey to come and to purchase some anti-aging cream. Is it too soon to start at 25?
Since 2 p.m I’ve been working on my other projects in the library. I’m ahead in pretty much everything, which makes me happy and not stressed out.
Rui is coming by to get me and we’ll go home. It’s good that it’s actually on his way to work. And taking this way means 1 less euro per day on tolls. We had initially decided I would come to work by bus in the afternoon (my actual working hours. I’m doing mornings this weeks because of holidays) and then go home with him. But to come by bus I would have to walk/climb 2 damn kilometers each day, then take a bus for 45 minutes. Besides the monthly ticket is 70€. I decided it was wiser to always come with him in the morning, working in the library until 5, go to work and then go home with him again. I thought it was better to stay home but I can work anywhere as long as I have my phone, computer and internet.
So, I guess that’s it for now.