I miss my blog
With some serious effort I have managed to carve ten minutes out of my day for a quick post and update. First and foremost, I am alive. Second, hablo espanol muy bueno. Yo estudioso trabajamente. No me gusta mi profesora porque ella es antipatica, pero es inteligente y interesante. Yo aprendo y practico. Mis companeros de clase son muy perezosos. No son inteligentes. No me gusta mis companeros de clase tambien. Which is to say, I am speaking very good Spanish. I am studying hard. I do not like my teacher because she is unpleasant, but she is intelligent and interesting. I am learning and practicing. My classmates are very lazy and not very smart. I also do not like them. I can actually say a lot more than that, and I’m enjoying running around sounding like a little kid learning to talk. And if it sounds like I don’t like my class, well, in some ways, I don’t. And a lot of that has to do with the fact that the profesor is a former high-school teacher who sometimes treats us like we are high-school students. For example, she suddenly decided to go around the room and look at everyone’s vocabulary. She informed me that I would be getting a 0 for not writing my vocabulary in my class notebook. I explained to her that I write all my vocabulary on flashcards, which she has been telling us from day one are muy, muy, muy importante. I showed her my stack of 400+ cards. She gave me a 0 anyway. I have not gotten less than a 95 on anything I have done in her class, but I got a 0 because I don’t take notes precisely the way she thinks she told us to, which as a good listener, I don’t believe she has. The rest of the lazy class is in agreement with me on this. Also, in the course outline, where we are told exactly what our grade will be based on, in no section of the thing does it say anything about notes being taken in a precise manner. I am clearly having a hard time getting over that one. I just hate that kind of arbitrary shit — especially when I am working my ass off. Also, I feel old. And I’m starting to sound old. If these people are the future of this country, you should all consider getting out now.
On the knitting front, I started a new lacy shawl with some hand-dyed merino lace-weight I picked up at a little shop in Albany while we were there last weekend looking at schools. Here is a picture that doesn’t even remotely do justice to the beautiful colors in the yarn.
Okay, way over my ten minutes here…
June 22nd, 2005 at 8:01 am
Glad to hear you’re alive. Albany? What’s this new development? Oh we have to get together soon and fill each other in!
June 22nd, 2005 at 4:31 pm
Yay she’s back! Yes, let’s get together and spin spin spin!
June 23rd, 2005 at 7:35 pm
Well, I, for one, have missed you.
June 27th, 2005 at 9:38 am
Oh, your teacher sounds like a beaut. Sounds like you’re learning Spanish in spite of her interference, though, and that’s good.
Nice to see a post from you again. Keep doing it when you have a moment. Like LeeAnn, I’ve missed you too.
July 1st, 2005 at 7:27 pm
It’s good to see you posting again. It took about 3 tries but I finally deciphered your Spanish. Yay! 6 years of instruction paid off! Woohoo!
July 2nd, 2005 at 1:33 am
Ohh, yo quiero… uhh… to learn Spanish! I really do! So when people mistake me for a latina and come up and start speaking to me in Spanish, maybe I’ll have half an idea of what they’re saying.
Anyway - are you ever going to come to one of our knit-meetings again? Please? We miss you! You can bitch about your teacher in person, and we will all be sympathetic, because, y’know, some people just like to be mean and sucky and they really need a swift kick in the ass and we all know this. Muchas… uhm… luck with Espanol!
July 4th, 2005 at 6:01 pm
Please come back to the knitups! We do miss having you there. My Mom is an ESL teacher. She said you can talk to her if you need ANYTHING. She teaches for Syracuse City Schools. Let me know if you would like her contact info. If it makes you feel any better, in college I was taking this lame English course. The teacher said to hand everything in to her in a folder with your name marked on it. So, I took a manila file folder, put my name on it, and turned it in. The next week I get it back with a big fat “0″ on it. She said it was because “I didn’t pay attention to her directions- she wanted a regular folder, with TWO pockets- NOT a manila folder”. (Does the type of folder REALLY matter???) She also recommended I drop her class because I couldn’t “follow directions”. What a B*** ya know? Atleast having these bad teachers will make you a better person for not being like them. Good luck!!
July 7th, 2005 at 7:51 pm
Your teacher SUCKS! How do you say that in Spanish?
September 10th, 2005 at 2:09 pm
“Your teacher sucks.” == “Tu maestra lo chupa.”
But my Spanish is terrible. That’s probably wrong.