Thursday, February 14, 2008

Spanish class


Ok, I'm getting close to my limit with class. Somehow I am now sitting next to the "teacher" and he feels the need to touch me. Now you know I don't like being touched. I'm screaming in my head stop touching me, stop touching me... (just like with the crazy german lady, stop talking, stop talking). He's says mira!(look), and puts his hand on my arm. First, I can hear, you don't have to touch me to get my attention and second, I want to look at my book because that is where the exercise is that I don't understand.

Another reason why I have a short fuse now is I again am the slowest one in the class. I feel like George Bush must feel during head of state meetings. The other three girls are more advanced in Spanish than I am. I've also noticed that while I'm learning Spanish, I'm losing my English. It took me 30 minutes to remember the word pipe. It's a very weird feeling to look at something and not know what it is called.

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