Level 1 students entering room, one scares me...
Me: ¡Infarto! (heart attack)
Students: What? Fart? Did you say fart? Did you fart?
Me: No, infarto... significa heart attack.
Students: What, fart?
Me: [laughing] no, INfarto... you heard the word fart and you stopped listening. It's infarto. Uy, freshman.
Students: [laughing] fart... she said fart! Mrs. Karly said fart.
[Same students/class, but a different day...]
Me: My kids in the other class...
Students: What? You have kids?
Me: No, I don't have kids, I meant my students in the other class... you didn't let me finish.
Students: Why don't you have kids?
Me: [sigh]... because I don't feel qualified to be a mother.
Student A: But you're married!
Me: Yes, but that's only half of it.
Student B [punky, freshman boy]: You should have babies. I want to hold them and play with them!
Students: Yeah, you should have kids! When are you going to?
Me: Maybe one day, but not anytime really soon, okay?
Students: Awwwww, darn.
Me: Aaaaaand we're done. Now back to what I was saying, my kids in the other class... [lesson continues]
[Same class, same day...]
Student A [another punky, freshman boy]: You pretty today, Mrs. Karly.
Me: Why thank you.
Students: Yeah, you look beautiful. Did you do something different?
Me: Yep... I didn't brush my hair today.
Students: [laughing] Why not?
Me: I didn't have time. I had 15 minutes to get ready so I did the important things: dunked me hair in water, brushed my teeth, threw some clothes on and put on deodorant.
Students: You should do that everyday, you look beautiful.
Me: Uhmmm... okay, thanks!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Can I punch you?
Little kids are so funny. Some of them have no concept of "personal space" and this has become particularly evident to Mike as he calls his kids over to him during class... they are all over him, practically tackling him as they race over. One little guy in third grade not only decided to race over to Mike and be pressed up against him, but touch Mike's stomach. His response to touching him stomach was, "Ooooh, six pack... can I punch you?" Mike's initial response was, "No, you can't punch me..." but then gave in because a) Mike's a guy and likes to prove his "manliness" and b) the kid really was disappointed. So the kid wound up and punched Mike in the stomach and thought it was THE coolest. Kids were practically lining up then to punch Mike. HA!
Other funny comments from the elementary kids:
(Korean) student: You're married?
Mike: Yes.
(Korean) Student: Is your wife Thai? (Many of the American men teachers here are married to a Thai woman)
Mike: No, she's Korean
(Korean) student: What's her name?
Mike: Mrs. Karly
(Korean) student: No, what's her REAL name?
Mike: Oh... Seon Ah
Student: (after seeing us together) Is that your wife?
Mike: Yes
Student: Why didn't you marry an American?
Mike: She is American
Other funny comments from the elementary kids:
(Korean) student: You're married?
Mike: Yes.
(Korean) Student: Is your wife Thai? (Many of the American men teachers here are married to a Thai woman)
Mike: No, she's Korean
(Korean) student: What's her name?
Mike: Mrs. Karly
(Korean) student: No, what's her REAL name?
Mike: Oh... Seon Ah
Student: (after seeing us together) Is that your wife?
Mike: Yes
Student: Why didn't you marry an American?
Mike: She is American
Monday, September 14, 2009
Coge tu sombrero y póntelo, vamos a la playa, calienta el sol
"Grab your hat and put it on, we're going to the beach, the sun is warm."
And that's exactly what we did when we went to Koh Samet, an island in Thailand known for it's beaches. We went with another teaching couple, Ann and Paul Westerink and their baby girl, Keddy. It was beautiful and we enjoyed a weekend free of school work.
On the 2.5 hour drive there...
Waiting at the ferry station... where some not very nice guy ripped everyone off, but people didn't stand up to him and his not very nice self. If only the Tourist Police would have been there so as to not allow the guy to pocket excess cash! But it's a corrupt system in many ways, and there's not too much that you can do about it... [sigh]
Our bungalow room. I forgot to take more pictures, but this place had an "outdoor" private shower. It was quite exotic to be showering with trees above you and butterflies roaming!
The fire show we went to our first evening there. It was pretty spectacular to see these guys throwing torches in the air, while dancing around, standing on their friend's shoulders, etc. I for one would never be talented or coordinated enough to throw a baton around, none the less, one that was lit on fire...
Around the resort and at the beach...
Only in Thailand will you find...
...Mike so excited for Starbucks coffee that is WAY over priced,
Wai-ing statues everywhere...
...including Ronald McDonald,
...and a bathroom sign that doesn't make women feel all that comfortable. hehehehe!!!
We had a fun trip, but we were glad to come home! :)
And that's exactly what we did when we went to Koh Samet, an island in Thailand known for it's beaches. We went with another teaching couple, Ann and Paul Westerink and their baby girl, Keddy. It was beautiful and we enjoyed a weekend free of school work.
On the 2.5 hour drive there...
Waiting at the ferry station... where some not very nice guy ripped everyone off, but people didn't stand up to him and his not very nice self. If only the Tourist Police would have been there so as to not allow the guy to pocket excess cash! But it's a corrupt system in many ways, and there's not too much that you can do about it... [sigh]
Our bungalow room. I forgot to take more pictures, but this place had an "outdoor" private shower. It was quite exotic to be showering with trees above you and butterflies roaming!
The fire show we went to our first evening there. It was pretty spectacular to see these guys throwing torches in the air, while dancing around, standing on their friend's shoulders, etc. I for one would never be talented or coordinated enough to throw a baton around, none the less, one that was lit on fire...
Around the resort and at the beach...
Only in Thailand will you find...
...Mike so excited for Starbucks coffee that is WAY over priced,
Wai-ing statues everywhere...
...including Ronald McDonald,
...and a bathroom sign that doesn't make women feel all that comfortable. hehehehe!!!
We had a fun trip, but we were glad to come home! :)
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Amazed
My students sometimes blow me away when I least expect it. I have four examples of their awesomeness within just the last two days... and I really feel like bragging about them. :)
1. My AP students had their first in-class debate. Prior to coming to class they had to research the pros and cons of going "paperless" as a school, thus each student having their own laptop. As it was their first debate ever in the history of their Spanish education, and it is still the beginning of the year, I had ridiculously low, low expectations. I seriously thought that the debate would last no longer than 5-6 minutes. After drawing names as to which side they would take, having 8 minutes to consult with their teammate, 25-30 minutes later... and I had to literally FORCE them from talking because we had so many other things to do the rest of the hour. It was all in Spanish with only a few made-up Spanglish words and hints of yucky grammar/pronunciation, but it was incredible... my jaw was nearly on the floor the whole time. They MAKE me look good.
2. At the end of each chapter in the textbook, my level 3 students have a difficult but cultural reading. The former Spanish teacher skipped over these readings as he said they thought they were too difficult, especially the ones that were poems. I debated whether to do the same or not, but these kids are so weak in the area of reading, I decided to forge on, despite the difficulty of the text. Plus, this first text was a poem by Pablo Neruda as well as his biography... and I just LOVE Neruda's poetry, so I couldn't pass it up! I created some accompanying activities to help make the text a little more "user-friendly," but still didn't expect too much from them as they were supposed to read the poem, read the biography, and then see how they could possibly parallel in some very obvious, but also some very abstract ways... which is difficult enough to do in English! I was blown away by their ideas... they came up with things that I never even thought of! It was so neat to see how they totally rose up to the challenge and conquered!
3. My two level one classes have been a challenge in that they are full of (too much) energy. These last few weeks have been really full of teaching them the routines of Spanish class and learning how to channel their energy for "good..." at least for the good of Spanish class! It has been fun, yet challenging. Needless to say, they keep me on my toes and I really don't know what to expect from them. However, they have taken the new challenge of a foreign language and tackled it mightily. It's amazing to me how quickly they have learned to love a language, as well as how many A's there are in my classes. One of my classes took a quiz today and 19/25 of them got A's, 5/25 got B's, and 1/25 got a C... and this is even with a harder grading scale than most schools, where a 91% is actually a B+!
4. Still bragging about my level one classes... the former Spanish teacher said over lunch today, "Mrs. Karly, I have a bone to pick with you!" I got a little worried because I didn't know where the conversation was going and was wondering what I had done to offend him. He then continued to say "Your level one students keep coming into my Bible class and they always want to speak in Spanish!!" Oh how grateful I am for their enthusiasm and love of learning.
Despite how busy I am, despite feeling frustrated that I'm not always teaching with excellence, despite the craziness of my freshman students, despite the challenges of teaching AP Spanish... I LOVE my job. I am so grateful for the opportunity to be here. Thank you for supporting us in this journey and this ministry; we appreciate your loving prayers and words of encouragement... it means so much!
1. My AP students had their first in-class debate. Prior to coming to class they had to research the pros and cons of going "paperless" as a school, thus each student having their own laptop. As it was their first debate ever in the history of their Spanish education, and it is still the beginning of the year, I had ridiculously low, low expectations. I seriously thought that the debate would last no longer than 5-6 minutes. After drawing names as to which side they would take, having 8 minutes to consult with their teammate, 25-30 minutes later... and I had to literally FORCE them from talking because we had so many other things to do the rest of the hour. It was all in Spanish with only a few made-up Spanglish words and hints of yucky grammar/pronunciation, but it was incredible... my jaw was nearly on the floor the whole time. They MAKE me look good.
2. At the end of each chapter in the textbook, my level 3 students have a difficult but cultural reading. The former Spanish teacher skipped over these readings as he said they thought they were too difficult, especially the ones that were poems. I debated whether to do the same or not, but these kids are so weak in the area of reading, I decided to forge on, despite the difficulty of the text. Plus, this first text was a poem by Pablo Neruda as well as his biography... and I just LOVE Neruda's poetry, so I couldn't pass it up! I created some accompanying activities to help make the text a little more "user-friendly," but still didn't expect too much from them as they were supposed to read the poem, read the biography, and then see how they could possibly parallel in some very obvious, but also some very abstract ways... which is difficult enough to do in English! I was blown away by their ideas... they came up with things that I never even thought of! It was so neat to see how they totally rose up to the challenge and conquered!
3. My two level one classes have been a challenge in that they are full of (too much) energy. These last few weeks have been really full of teaching them the routines of Spanish class and learning how to channel their energy for "good..." at least for the good of Spanish class! It has been fun, yet challenging. Needless to say, they keep me on my toes and I really don't know what to expect from them. However, they have taken the new challenge of a foreign language and tackled it mightily. It's amazing to me how quickly they have learned to love a language, as well as how many A's there are in my classes. One of my classes took a quiz today and 19/25 of them got A's, 5/25 got B's, and 1/25 got a C... and this is even with a harder grading scale than most schools, where a 91% is actually a B+!
4. Still bragging about my level one classes... the former Spanish teacher said over lunch today, "Mrs. Karly, I have a bone to pick with you!" I got a little worried because I didn't know where the conversation was going and was wondering what I had done to offend him. He then continued to say "Your level one students keep coming into my Bible class and they always want to speak in Spanish!!" Oh how grateful I am for their enthusiasm and love of learning.
Despite how busy I am, despite feeling frustrated that I'm not always teaching with excellence, despite the craziness of my freshman students, despite the challenges of teaching AP Spanish... I LOVE my job. I am so grateful for the opportunity to be here. Thank you for supporting us in this journey and this ministry; we appreciate your loving prayers and words of encouragement... it means so much!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Flirtatious pork dumplings
Thai 101
This is what I've learned thus far:
1. I am tone deaf
2. I stink at Thai
3. Whomever it is that tries to teach me a phrase or word laughs at me when I try and usually says, "Uhm... that's kind of close," which when translated really means, "Actually you totally messed that word up big time and I have no idea what you are trying to say."
4. It's hard!!!
Today one of my students taught me how to say the word "dumpling" so that I can ask for dumpling soup. It sounds semi-like "gee-yow" (gee, like the letter "G") with a low tone that rises with the syllable "yow." She then said the word with the 5 different tones and I could barely distinguish between them. So technically I could be asking for dumpling soup, flirtatious soup, or lasso soup, depending on how I say the word. She then told me that it would be better if I ask for "gee-yow moo," which means pork dumpling. I laughed as I thought about asking for flirtatious pork dumplings. Bahahahaha! [Sigh]... this is so hard! :)
This is what I've learned thus far:
1. I am tone deaf
2. I stink at Thai
3. Whomever it is that tries to teach me a phrase or word laughs at me when I try and usually says, "Uhm... that's kind of close," which when translated really means, "Actually you totally messed that word up big time and I have no idea what you are trying to say."
4. It's hard!!!
Today one of my students taught me how to say the word "dumpling" so that I can ask for dumpling soup. It sounds semi-like "gee-yow" (gee, like the letter "G") with a low tone that rises with the syllable "yow." She then said the word with the 5 different tones and I could barely distinguish between them. So technically I could be asking for dumpling soup, flirtatious soup, or lasso soup, depending on how I say the word. She then told me that it would be better if I ask for "gee-yow moo," which means pork dumpling. I laughed as I thought about asking for flirtatious pork dumplings. Bahahahaha! [Sigh]... this is so hard! :)
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
City on a hill
I admit, I broke down yesterday... and today. I've been hyper emotional since yesterday's post about my two students. Hyper emotional since learning this morning that a teacher here at ICS who had a tumor removed from her brain, received the news that it was cancerous. And hyper emotional since hearing the news that some friends we've made here will be returning to the states very shortly for family reasons.
This snowball effect resulted in me suddenly realizing how overwhelmed I am. Who knew that it would be so much work and stress to change countries, change schools, change friends, change foods, change languages, change students, change age group of students, change curriculum, change churches, change apartments, change lifestyles, etc. And I had the fleeting thought of, "Wow, this is soooo hard. I feel like a sinking ship!" So I broke down at school and started crying when one of the principals asked the loaded question: "How are you?"
His response to my crocodile tears was simply, "Can I pray for you?" And seriously, who says no to prayer? So he prayed for me and I felt so much better after. God reminded me that while yes, my environment and circumstances have changed, God is still God. God is still faithful. God is still loving. God is still holy. God is still gracious and merciful. God is still just. God is still everything that He was in the states. And my purpose here on earth is still the same despite being half way across the world from everything that was familiar. This lesson seems all too familiar... something that God taught me when I was in Spain 10 years ago when I committed my life to Him. But as I said before in my last post, this heart of mine is a wandering, sinful heart that easily forgets His faithful promises.
"You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden" Matthew 5:13. I pray that my life would set apart from worldly things and be a light that reflects Christ at ICS unto my students... because that's my purpose as I live half way around the world.
This snowball effect resulted in me suddenly realizing how overwhelmed I am. Who knew that it would be so much work and stress to change countries, change schools, change friends, change foods, change languages, change students, change age group of students, change curriculum, change churches, change apartments, change lifestyles, etc. And I had the fleeting thought of, "Wow, this is soooo hard. I feel like a sinking ship!" So I broke down at school and started crying when one of the principals asked the loaded question: "How are you?"
His response to my crocodile tears was simply, "Can I pray for you?" And seriously, who says no to prayer? So he prayed for me and I felt so much better after. God reminded me that while yes, my environment and circumstances have changed, God is still God. God is still faithful. God is still loving. God is still holy. God is still gracious and merciful. God is still just. God is still everything that He was in the states. And my purpose here on earth is still the same despite being half way across the world from everything that was familiar. This lesson seems all too familiar... something that God taught me when I was in Spain 10 years ago when I committed my life to Him. But as I said before in my last post, this heart of mine is a wandering, sinful heart that easily forgets His faithful promises.
"You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden" Matthew 5:13. I pray that my life would set apart from worldly things and be a light that reflects Christ at ICS unto my students... because that's my purpose as I live half way around the world.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
A glimpse into a sinful, ugly, wandering heart
I am literally in tears as I write this, for my heart grieves at its own sinfulness. Instead of showing compassion towards two students that annoy me, I simply have feel irritated and angered by them. I am angry that they aren't responsible enough to tell me that were going to miss class (a pre-scheduled absence). I am angry that they didn't come ask me what their homework is after having arrived late to school and missing my class... especially when they have a test tomorrow. I am angry thinking about them coming to class tomorrow saying, "Well, I didn't remember there was a test, I can't take the test! That's not fair!" I am angry that their culture/religion does not respect women and sees them merely as objects. I am angry that they are in my class because they are lazy and disrespectful, and they negatively affect the rest of the class.
My anger has blinded me to such a degree that when God has laid it on my heart to pray specifically for them, my heart becomes hard. And thoughts like: "Why should I pray for them? They will never change. Serves them right if they fail the test! Who are they to treat women like that? Who are they to "waste" my time and energy?" Isn't that gross? It brings me to tears to think that I have such ugly thoughts and intentions. It brings me to tears that I have been so good at pointing the finger back at them, when it has really a heart issue for me.
Why do I underestimate you God? Why do I doubt your ability to change people... including myself? I know that you are able to do far greater than anything that I could ever think or imagine! So, Lord, I pray that you would RIP OUT this unfaithful, sinful, ugly, wandering heart of stone and give me a heart of flesh. I pray that you would burn away the dross and radically refine me. Give me a heart that seeks after you, that loves you, that loves LIKE you. Manifest within me a heart that joyfully prays, that feels a burden for the lost (specifically these two students), and that desires to teach ALL students no matter their background. God, grant me a spirit of gentleness, of self-control, and of patience. Magnify the fruits of the spirit within me. Point me back to the gospel. Point me back to the cross, and help me to keep my eyes fixed only on you, Lord! Thank you for my students, thank you for the diverse population at ICS, and for the opportunity that I have to minister to these students and to be your light in a dark, dark place.
"Prone to wander, Lord I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love. Here's my heart Lord, take and seal it, seal it for they courts above..."
My anger has blinded me to such a degree that when God has laid it on my heart to pray specifically for them, my heart becomes hard. And thoughts like: "Why should I pray for them? They will never change. Serves them right if they fail the test! Who are they to treat women like that? Who are they to "waste" my time and energy?" Isn't that gross? It brings me to tears to think that I have such ugly thoughts and intentions. It brings me to tears that I have been so good at pointing the finger back at them, when it has really a heart issue for me.
Why do I underestimate you God? Why do I doubt your ability to change people... including myself? I know that you are able to do far greater than anything that I could ever think or imagine! So, Lord, I pray that you would RIP OUT this unfaithful, sinful, ugly, wandering heart of stone and give me a heart of flesh. I pray that you would burn away the dross and radically refine me. Give me a heart that seeks after you, that loves you, that loves LIKE you. Manifest within me a heart that joyfully prays, that feels a burden for the lost (specifically these two students), and that desires to teach ALL students no matter their background. God, grant me a spirit of gentleness, of self-control, and of patience. Magnify the fruits of the spirit within me. Point me back to the gospel. Point me back to the cross, and help me to keep my eyes fixed only on you, Lord! Thank you for my students, thank you for the diverse population at ICS, and for the opportunity that I have to minister to these students and to be your light in a dark, dark place.
"Prone to wander, Lord I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love. Here's my heart Lord, take and seal it, seal it for they courts above..."
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Flooded ship
Well, we didn't see a flooded ship... but we did see a ship and then a flood.
We visited the Doulos ship the other day, which navigates its way throughout Asia and brings knowledge, help and hope to others. There are over 350 volunteers (over 50 nationalities) that raise support to be on the ship for anywhere between 2 weeks and 2 years. The ship is an amazing ministry with a huge "floating library" that brings knowledge and the gospel (hope) to the lost. Volunteers from the boat also help out in the cities/communities at each port, whether it's painting a church, building a house, playing with the children, etc.
GBA=Great Books for All
I actually had two awesome women from the ship come to my Spanish class on Wednesday to talk about the ministry in Spanish! What a great opportunity it was for the kids to hear about the ministry, hear the gospel, and hear two native Spanish speakers! It was truly a once in a lifetime opportunity for them, as the ship only comes to Bangkok every other summer (and most students only take foreign language for two years). [Pictures to come]. Due to this connection, we were able to get an inside tour of the Doulos ship, which was fun!
Here's a sweet picture of Holly and me under the Korean flag that was on the ship to represent one of the many nationalities. We've been embracing our "Asian-ness" more than ever since arriving in Thailand.
Saturday evening we met up with a friend of mine that I've known since elementary school. We go all the way back to Brownie girl scouts in 2nd grade. Crazy, huh? Anyone, she is currently on a tour of Asia with her best friend. They were in Bkk the other day, so we met up with them at the Suam Lum Night Bizarre, had some dinner and did a little shopping. It starting POURING when we were eating dinner and it continued to rain even past when we left the bizarre 3 hours later! The streets were flooded beyond ankle deep, which makes it kind of nasty gross... Bkk is already pretty dirty, so then to see dirty water and miscellaneous things floating in it, along with some funky smell doesn't make you want to walk through it, but we did anyway since life just seems to go on. When in Rome...
And lastly, here is a picture of Holly and me with our awesome Thai phrase books/dictionaries. Mike and I bought ours in the states and Holly liked it so much that she wanted to get one too... I could hardly believe that we were able to find the exact same book in a Thai bookstore a few weeks ago! It certainly has come in handy on more than one occasion. I really need to hire a language tutor though...especially since everyone thinks I'm Thai.
We visited the Doulos ship the other day, which navigates its way throughout Asia and brings knowledge, help and hope to others. There are over 350 volunteers (over 50 nationalities) that raise support to be on the ship for anywhere between 2 weeks and 2 years. The ship is an amazing ministry with a huge "floating library" that brings knowledge and the gospel (hope) to the lost. Volunteers from the boat also help out in the cities/communities at each port, whether it's painting a church, building a house, playing with the children, etc.
GBA=Great Books for All
I actually had two awesome women from the ship come to my Spanish class on Wednesday to talk about the ministry in Spanish! What a great opportunity it was for the kids to hear about the ministry, hear the gospel, and hear two native Spanish speakers! It was truly a once in a lifetime opportunity for them, as the ship only comes to Bangkok every other summer (and most students only take foreign language for two years). [Pictures to come]. Due to this connection, we were able to get an inside tour of the Doulos ship, which was fun!
Here's a sweet picture of Holly and me under the Korean flag that was on the ship to represent one of the many nationalities. We've been embracing our "Asian-ness" more than ever since arriving in Thailand.
Saturday evening we met up with a friend of mine that I've known since elementary school. We go all the way back to Brownie girl scouts in 2nd grade. Crazy, huh? Anyone, she is currently on a tour of Asia with her best friend. They were in Bkk the other day, so we met up with them at the Suam Lum Night Bizarre, had some dinner and did a little shopping. It starting POURING when we were eating dinner and it continued to rain even past when we left the bizarre 3 hours later! The streets were flooded beyond ankle deep, which makes it kind of nasty gross... Bkk is already pretty dirty, so then to see dirty water and miscellaneous things floating in it, along with some funky smell doesn't make you want to walk through it, but we did anyway since life just seems to go on. When in Rome...
And lastly, here is a picture of Holly and me with our awesome Thai phrase books/dictionaries. Mike and I bought ours in the states and Holly liked it so much that she wanted to get one too... I could hardly believe that we were able to find the exact same book in a Thai bookstore a few weeks ago! It certainly has come in handy on more than one occasion. I really need to hire a language tutor though...especially since everyone thinks I'm Thai.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Things that make me laugh...
Situation 1:
Mike and I walk into a Thai food restaurant. The waiter gives Mike the translated English menu and gives me the Thai menu.
Situation 2:
New Korean Student in my class (but has already had me for 3 days): So I hear there’s a new Korean Spanish teacher this year... is that you?
Me: [pausing...wondering if he's serious or not] Well, it certainly isn’t Mr. Bob!
(Mr. Bob taught Spanish full time at ICS for several years, but switched positions and is currently the Bible teacher. However, he does still teach one Spanish class.) Click here to see pictures of the staff and you can look for him (and me... though don't mind the terrible non-smiling, white-shirt pictures that we had to submit to the Ministry of Education, and that the school decided to put up on their website until yearbook pictures are taken. They're so terrible that they're almost funny.) Click here to see Mike. Oh, and check out how blue his eyes look in the picture; we think they photoshopped them to be super blue like that. Weird.
Mike and I walk into a Thai food restaurant. The waiter gives Mike the translated English menu and gives me the Thai menu.
Situation 2:
New Korean Student in my class (but has already had me for 3 days): So I hear there’s a new Korean Spanish teacher this year... is that you?
Me: [pausing...wondering if he's serious or not] Well, it certainly isn’t Mr. Bob!
(Mr. Bob taught Spanish full time at ICS for several years, but switched positions and is currently the Bible teacher. However, he does still teach one Spanish class.) Click here to see pictures of the staff and you can look for him (and me... though don't mind the terrible non-smiling, white-shirt pictures that we had to submit to the Ministry of Education, and that the school decided to put up on their website until yearbook pictures are taken. They're so terrible that they're almost funny.) Click here to see Mike. Oh, and check out how blue his eyes look in the picture; we think they photoshopped them to be super blue like that. Weird.
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