Yes, yes. I’m contributing to society. Whoopee! I love my job. I love teaching! I’m very dedicated to what I do. Ask Eric. I spend a whole afternoon planning my lesson for the next day, even though they only pay me an extra hour for every six hours I teach. But what can I say? I love my students and I want them to enjoy my lesson as well as learn something from it!
I’m the newbie. Not all the teachers know me, needless to say the administrative staff.
So today, this guy, one of their admin staff, knocks on my classroom door. And I say, “Come on in!”
And this six feet tall, lean, middle age white guy walks in. Takes a look around the class full of Koreans, Japanese, Latin Americans, Chinese, and others not white like him. He sees me standing in front of the classroom armed with a whiteboard marker in one hand and a textbook in the other and exclaimed shockingly, “You guys don’t have a teacher?!?!”
Slightly offended, I walked up to him, all the while controlling my outburst lest I lose my job of two weeks and replied, rather sarcastically, “I’m sorry I don’t look like a teacher!” And took whatever he came to give me, out of his hands.
There you go, the one track mind of another white guy.
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Wow, I’m impressed that you were able to keep your composure! I would of started laughing outloud or just started talking to him in Chinese!