Well I’ve just had my first class. If only i could take a picture of the look that the vietnamese give me when I am introduced as their new ENGLISH teacher.
A kind of shock and bemusement which I kind of expect. What I didn’t expect was one of the students, indignant at being on the losing side of a word-game, mumbled something in angry vietnamese (I could tell it was angry because she sounded like my mother) and then told me to **** off. All in all then, a great start to my teaching career.
Apart from (or perhaps because of) that incident I’m looking forward to what the future holds. This is gonna be fun.
Other fun stuff: walking down the old quarter the other night a motorbike driver offers me “Vietnamese massage, very young girl, eeeeeverything fifteen doller (he actually did say eeeeeeverything)”. I hopefully enquire whether he has any much older women. MUCH older. He appears bemused and drives off.
Most interesting thing seen on the back of a motorbike this week: a 12-foot ladder laid horizontally. I wouldn’t want to be close to that bike at a junction.
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