Month #3 of 6 began this week (where did the time go?), and fortunately/unfortunately, Hitler is no longer my student. Fortunately, because, while he did improve over the weeks, he is still prone to mood swings and was certainly not my favorite student. Unfortunately, because the number of jokes I can tell has suddenly decreased. Actually, I didn´t even have to make a joke, everything I said about him just sounded funny because of the name. I´ve passed the pleasure of teaching Hitler onto my roommate Jake for now. For whatever reason, Hitler never took the final exam (or if he did, I never saw the end result) and is repeating the basic level. I don´t know why, but then again, who am I to understand the inner workings of Hitler.
My schedule is staying the same for the third month in a row. Now, however, I no longer have any classes in the basement. The basement is cold and smells bad. It also shares a hallway with a nightclub (although you and I might refer to this nightclub as a "strip club") so I no longer have to compete with loud sound checks and, er, dancers arriving to work for the attention of my classes. I moved up with all my classes, even that once dreaded basico class, even though only 2 are holdovers (and they´re good holdovers). Someone in that class asked me where in the United States I am from. When I replied with Pennsylvania, another student said, "Where Dracula lives." I then explained the difference between Pennsylvania and Transylvania. There are quite a few, you know.
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How have you not told me you teach in the same building as a strip club?
Good question, Amy. I don't know how it never came up, except that my first month my basement classes were earlier in the evening, so I didn't really notice. Last month, my 8pm class was down there, so it made more of an impact.
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