Well, it has been five weeks sometime this weekend since my last cigarette.
And I am still waiting for all these bad things to happen, all these withdrawals, all the health benefits to begin too… Where is the feeling of better health? The feeling of more activity? The sexual oomph so many boast about? The skin glowy thing?
Yeah.
Notta.
The only bad side… well two… but one I think is actually good but most would see it as bad, is I miss the movement. I mean I’ve been smoking for a heck of a long time and I love the movement of it. That is about it. Well.. ok. The other part. I seem to have lost my filter when dealing with whom I consider stupid people. My students think it is hilarious, my friends… well I’ve not seen them in a while. They are all smokers and if I want my lungs to heal… I need to worry about them first.
And before you all think that I have quit… heck no. I like smoking.
Remember that chest infection I was telling you about a while ago? Well the doctors said it looked like someone had poured acid down my throat and upper chest. Oh god it hurt!!! And I’m much improved, but I am still healing. If I don’t smoke, I need not worry so much about further infection and possible scaring and I’d heal faster than I would if i was smoking even a little bit.
My rule of thumb is, no smoking when ill.
And I follow it to the letter.
I’ve been having a rough time at work with some of the teachers. I was complaining about how they are fools for not being able to admit when they are wrong because of the whole Chinese face thing, and how at the college and university level they need to control their students rather than treating them as people.
In Chinese education, they insist that you treat students as if they were your children. And not a 23 year old your child grown up either. More an infant.
For me this just doesn’t work.
My kids (yes I call them my kids) are 20-25 and are not children.
So this is where I had an issue with the teachers. The school whored me out to another school to teach one lesson a week, and their level of English is VERY low and at the beginner level. Professionally speaking, there is no point in my trying to teach them as they are monkeys at this stage. “Monkey hear, monkey repeat”.
My school is not so keen on me when I tell them this, and make it quite known to he higher ups because my school will make a small fortune from this other school by me going there. So they are not happy.
But what they hate, is when I offer my opinions on how to make it work.
I teach for a few minutes something new, then I have my kids (my English majors that I teach daily) re-teach, explain and teach them how to use this new information. Then after say twentyish minutes, these new kids get up and present their new findings and I correct their pronunciation.
Oh my school hates this idea.
I just looked at the teachers and said, this is the only way I will go.
I have always thought it funny when the Chinese teachers think they can do my job. I just chuckle at them and ask them to repeat this sentence, “My mother and other brother went to the bookstore to buy a new DVD for learning English.”
My mosser anda osser brosser venta to ze bokastooore toa bouy a news DweD for lrearninga Eglisha
Anyways, I am going to take my negative ass away now as I’ve got to teach this morning. It is funny really. My kids think I was a little funny before, but now they think I am hilarious. And the worst part is… Mao is seeming to get a lot of hate thoughts recently from me. YIKES!!!!
Take care and see you soon!!!!
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Tags: Chinese Educational System, I miss smoking, monkey, smoking, The World According to Woman