dear diary,
i feel really fucking sad today... not that anything bad has happen to be, but i just feel sad at how this society works... its always been there and here, the upper, the middle, and the lower classes in this fucking world. the way we fucking fuck each other with such grace. is the reason why this planet earth, this world is in such a whatever the fuck way.
today, i had a job interview with one of the top private schools here in Taiwan. i was well prepare for the interview, in fact i had a week to plan out the lesson to teach... reading and writing to second graders. i wasn't nervous at all, in fact i was very excited to have the opportunity to teach a demo class to these high society, privilege, well mannered rich kids from the upper upper upper mother fucking classes so proud and so brilliant that if we don't have them in this world, we are totally fucked as a whole in this God given society.
i have nothing against the rich folks nor any folks in this God given world. but fuck man, just stepping into the front door, i felt the coldness from the people walking in and out from this huge building, even though it is such a sweaty humid hot sunny morning.
i arrived there at 7:30 am, just to be there early... since i didn't want to be late. i noticed that the school is very clean... almost brand new as it was built yesterday. unlike the some of the older public schools ... it was build maybe 40 years ago with crack walls , broken florescent lights, tiny old wooden desk that i remember from the 70's.... etc.
as i was being escorted inside by the dean of the school... i noticed that almost no one ever smile or even say good morning to each other as we pass by some of the teachers coming in for work, everyone just pull a long face like something awful happen to them. i didn't want to judge, so i was waiting to see what would happen through out the 3 hour interview. oh yeah, it was three hours, becos i was told to wait in this lobby where teachers clock for work... i waited like for like an hour and a half before the demo class.
like i said the school is very nice, almost brand new, and it was located in a secluded countryside area. besides the weather, it seem like a very nice place to teach with a big backyard full of farmlands and you can hear lots of summer beetles cheep cheep cheeping nonstop. still i didn't feel welcome at all, since every staff member that walks in to punch in their time-card look so stern with an unhappy face with no smile, not even a simple good morning, instead mostly just nod their head as i smile and greeted them with an enthusiastic good morning. even the kids rushing to class didn't smile at all, i said good morning to them and they just ignored me like i was invisible. i suddenly thought to myself, should i even bust out my blues band - hohner harmonica in the key of C?
anyways, as i waited.. more staff walked in with cold stern looks, i let out a sigh, thinking to myself, do i even want to be part of this communist regime??? that how it felt like, of course i'm being sarcastic, but it does felt like kin jong un is part of this cover up. making the school look wonderful, brand new and untouch, but everyone is expect to be like a stern robot.
this school has a high reputation for high pays to teachers and staffs and everyone going there comes from very rich families that's why they can afford being in this regime. so i don't know what the fuck to think of it. i don't know, maybe that's part of being rich... no smiles and raise your head high like north korea.
as i was waiting in the lounge area, they had some food delivery... and fuck, they really want their children to start early with diabetes. the delivery man brought in almost 50 bottles of all the sodas you can think of... orange crush, coke, 7-up, rootbeer, you name it. i was shock, they even had cans of nutella and more other delicious sugary stuff to feed the young. since it is an American school, i guess they think this is the way American way do it... get them use to the American life style with lots of junk.. but the fact is... America children don't do that kind of drug any more... i guess they haven't read the news lately or for the last 5 years!!!???
So this teacher assistant walks in to the lounge to assist me about whats going to happen after i waited for almost 1 and a half hours. i said hello and put my hand out as a friendly gesture to "shake hand" like any normal person would do, but she just put out her hand with no grip, no feelings, no nothing and i shook it like it was dead... soft and weak, absolutely no grips at all! and not only that, there was no smile at all. i should of sang a song to her right there and then to see her reaction, that was how hard it was to get a smile out of this person.
then 20 mins. later, another staff member show me around the school.... finally someone real... she smile and shook my hand and showed me around. She was honest too, she told me that this school is really rich and full of privilege kids... parents from all over Taiwan would send their kids here just to get proper education... so even though this is an elementary school (more like a military school)... they have a dorm for these children from age 7 to 12.... they all live there for like half a year or so.
after the walk through... i was overwhelm by their all their faculties... i met more staffs, i was told that the English department is mostly from Canada.. but still, they all look like they really enjoy nothing, no smile, a simple hey and that it...no nothing... it was definitively unwelcoming! even before the interview/demo class, i confirm to myself... fuck this shit... i want to enjoy teaching and enjoy goofing around with these kids and let them learn in most fun and relaxing way as possible.... so i wasn't gonna let them turn me into a robot and be part of kim jong un's regime.
well, after all that meet and greet fakeness, i was move on to the classroom to do a demo class for 5 special brilliant kids. i told myself, i should just do my best and see how good or sucky i am... and i think i did pretty okay, i know rushed, since i have only 30 mins. i thought i had to teach reading and writing all together, but i rushed with the story telling, i made them jump like a grasshopper, since that was what the book is about and the kids enjoy that. oh yeah, when i met the kids, they didn't really smile at all. two kids was running around, so that seems normal, but they were stop by one of the teachers, even though it was their break time. i try my best making goofy noises while reading the story to them, they seem to enjoy it, but was kind of bore, but that's my fault, since i was a bit nervous with 4 teachers grading me and a video camera was recording me. after the story, i just told them to write and draw of the topic and i actually did break out the harmonica and play a few notes... and before i left, i just encourage them to get a mini note book to draw, write, and jot down ideas etc. and then the dean escorted me out and had a chat with me. She actually liked my style, but said their school is "different' from all other schools and public schools... becos they are special. She told me, can i come back and try it again next time with another demo teaching but just slow down the whole process... i didn't think twice... i never answer her, but ask her a few questions about their school and that was it. i think i rather get lower pay and teach the so called "under privilege" kids from the public schools.. because they are too privilege, they don't need a gangster punk like me, i'll just ruined it for all of them by having too much fun.
just like some churches... all rules and with no heart.
all for love and love for all!
peacemotherbitches
i feel really fucking sad today... not that anything bad has happen to be, but i just feel sad at how this society works... its always been there and here, the upper, the middle, and the lower classes in this fucking world. the way we fucking fuck each other with such grace. is the reason why this planet earth, this world is in such a whatever the fuck way.
today, i had a job interview with one of the top private schools here in Taiwan. i was well prepare for the interview, in fact i had a week to plan out the lesson to teach... reading and writing to second graders. i wasn't nervous at all, in fact i was very excited to have the opportunity to teach a demo class to these high society, privilege, well mannered rich kids from the upper upper upper mother fucking classes so proud and so brilliant that if we don't have them in this world, we are totally fucked as a whole in this God given society.
i have nothing against the rich folks nor any folks in this God given world. but fuck man, just stepping into the front door, i felt the coldness from the people walking in and out from this huge building, even though it is such a sweaty humid hot sunny morning.
i arrived there at 7:30 am, just to be there early... since i didn't want to be late. i noticed that the school is very clean... almost brand new as it was built yesterday. unlike the some of the older public schools ... it was build maybe 40 years ago with crack walls , broken florescent lights, tiny old wooden desk that i remember from the 70's.... etc.
as i was being escorted inside by the dean of the school... i noticed that almost no one ever smile or even say good morning to each other as we pass by some of the teachers coming in for work, everyone just pull a long face like something awful happen to them. i didn't want to judge, so i was waiting to see what would happen through out the 3 hour interview. oh yeah, it was three hours, becos i was told to wait in this lobby where teachers clock for work... i waited like for like an hour and a half before the demo class.
like i said the school is very nice, almost brand new, and it was located in a secluded countryside area. besides the weather, it seem like a very nice place to teach with a big backyard full of farmlands and you can hear lots of summer beetles cheep cheep cheeping nonstop. still i didn't feel welcome at all, since every staff member that walks in to punch in their time-card look so stern with an unhappy face with no smile, not even a simple good morning, instead mostly just nod their head as i smile and greeted them with an enthusiastic good morning. even the kids rushing to class didn't smile at all, i said good morning to them and they just ignored me like i was invisible. i suddenly thought to myself, should i even bust out my blues band - hohner harmonica in the key of C?
anyways, as i waited.. more staff walked in with cold stern looks, i let out a sigh, thinking to myself, do i even want to be part of this communist regime??? that how it felt like, of course i'm being sarcastic, but it does felt like kin jong un is part of this cover up. making the school look wonderful, brand new and untouch, but everyone is expect to be like a stern robot.
this school has a high reputation for high pays to teachers and staffs and everyone going there comes from very rich families that's why they can afford being in this regime. so i don't know what the fuck to think of it. i don't know, maybe that's part of being rich... no smiles and raise your head high like north korea.
as i was waiting in the lounge area, they had some food delivery... and fuck, they really want their children to start early with diabetes. the delivery man brought in almost 50 bottles of all the sodas you can think of... orange crush, coke, 7-up, rootbeer, you name it. i was shock, they even had cans of nutella and more other delicious sugary stuff to feed the young. since it is an American school, i guess they think this is the way American way do it... get them use to the American life style with lots of junk.. but the fact is... America children don't do that kind of drug any more... i guess they haven't read the news lately or for the last 5 years!!!???
So this teacher assistant walks in to the lounge to assist me about whats going to happen after i waited for almost 1 and a half hours. i said hello and put my hand out as a friendly gesture to "shake hand" like any normal person would do, but she just put out her hand with no grip, no feelings, no nothing and i shook it like it was dead... soft and weak, absolutely no grips at all! and not only that, there was no smile at all. i should of sang a song to her right there and then to see her reaction, that was how hard it was to get a smile out of this person.
then 20 mins. later, another staff member show me around the school.... finally someone real... she smile and shook my hand and showed me around. She was honest too, she told me that this school is really rich and full of privilege kids... parents from all over Taiwan would send their kids here just to get proper education... so even though this is an elementary school (more like a military school)... they have a dorm for these children from age 7 to 12.... they all live there for like half a year or so.
after the walk through... i was overwhelm by their all their faculties... i met more staffs, i was told that the English department is mostly from Canada.. but still, they all look like they really enjoy nothing, no smile, a simple hey and that it...no nothing... it was definitively unwelcoming! even before the interview/demo class, i confirm to myself... fuck this shit... i want to enjoy teaching and enjoy goofing around with these kids and let them learn in most fun and relaxing way as possible.... so i wasn't gonna let them turn me into a robot and be part of kim jong un's regime.
well, after all that meet and greet fakeness, i was move on to the classroom to do a demo class for 5 special brilliant kids. i told myself, i should just do my best and see how good or sucky i am... and i think i did pretty okay, i know rushed, since i have only 30 mins. i thought i had to teach reading and writing all together, but i rushed with the story telling, i made them jump like a grasshopper, since that was what the book is about and the kids enjoy that. oh yeah, when i met the kids, they didn't really smile at all. two kids was running around, so that seems normal, but they were stop by one of the teachers, even though it was their break time. i try my best making goofy noises while reading the story to them, they seem to enjoy it, but was kind of bore, but that's my fault, since i was a bit nervous with 4 teachers grading me and a video camera was recording me. after the story, i just told them to write and draw of the topic and i actually did break out the harmonica and play a few notes... and before i left, i just encourage them to get a mini note book to draw, write, and jot down ideas etc. and then the dean escorted me out and had a chat with me. She actually liked my style, but said their school is "different' from all other schools and public schools... becos they are special. She told me, can i come back and try it again next time with another demo teaching but just slow down the whole process... i didn't think twice... i never answer her, but ask her a few questions about their school and that was it. i think i rather get lower pay and teach the so called "under privilege" kids from the public schools.. because they are too privilege, they don't need a gangster punk like me, i'll just ruined it for all of them by having too much fun.
just like some churches... all rules and with no heart.
all for love and love for all!
peacemotherbitches
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