Practiced babbler. Prone to meaningless rambling. The narrow-minded need not proceed.
posted by Beloved at 2:52 PM
1971-1994: Lived a peaceful, quiet (read: boring) life in rural Vermont 1994-1995: Taught 38 third graders on the island of Majuro (don't ask; it's on the map) 1995-1996: Taught in a one room schoolhouse in Knoxville, TN 1996-2002: Answered the question, "What's the best way to improve my English?" way too many times for way too many Korean university students in the Land of the Morning Calm 2002-2007: Dragged my Korean husband back to the green mountain state (where the joke's on us--these mountains are only green for approximately 2.7 months of the year) 2007-future: *Finish my master's degree and get the heck out of here. *Figure out if I want to make beautiful babies. . . or not. *Write a pulitzer-prize-winning novel or at least a few decent blog posts.
6 Comments:
I'm sure that hug was well-earned. So sweet! Those are the moments that make it all worthwhile.
Sniff... that is so sweet. I am so glad that you're in his life right now.
You deserve it. I think you are the best teacher in the whole world.
that's wonderful! :)
makes ya feel extra special!
Good for you, and I do know the feeling! I got a hug from a student once -- a very shy, unforthcoming kid. I felt like putting it on my C.V. -- "So-and-so, age 12, hugged me."
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