Every time I see anyone I teach outside school… and every time any of my students want to ask me questions after my Friday evening class…
(Source: santits)
Today one of my teenage students asked me to proof read a poem his girlfriend had written for Benedict Cumberbatch.
Ha. Ha. Ha. It was actually a fairly good poem. I love my job sometimes.
Don’t work in retail. However I am completely aware that I’ve been doing this for the entire week so far. Would be rather better if I wasn’t directing most of the rage/angst towards the guy I’m trying to impress because at the moment I feel like I’m going to make him run a mile.
(Source: fuckyeahretailrobin)
46% of people in the UK currently live on their own…
…according to my class of Russian teenage boys, the main reason for this is that British men are ugly.
Secondary reasons for this:
There are lots of old men in the UK.
British women listen to Justin Bieber.
The British have bad food.
British people are autistic.
British people are all crazy cat ladies.
I have trained them well...
Me: What examples of love stories can you think of?Student: Sherlock Holmes!
Me: Who's the love story between in Sherlock Holmes? (inwardly grinning and doing a little dance of glee)
Student: The love story of Sherlock and Watson!
Why my students are awesome…
Today I played consequences with one of my classes. One of the results was as follows (mistakes corrected):
Sherlock Holmes met John Watson on the street. Sherlock was wearing an Adidas tracksuit and John was wearing pants. Sherlock said to John, ‘You are Spiderman, and I’m Ironman. John said to Sherlock, ‘How can you say that?!’ And then they were killed by angry men.
