Phil and Red's Excellent Adventure

Today was ok. It also strengthened my hatred of my 6th grade classes today. May decided not to attend my second one and the first one, it wouldn't have mattered if she was there or not because she didn't offer any help then either. These kids just don't pay attention and do whatever they want. I dislike the first class more because they just don't do anything whereas the second class, they are roudy and loud, but at least they participate in some of the lesson. The only reason they are like this is because I don't speak Guangdongwha enough to yell at them and make them scared. If I try anything in english they just repeat it back.
During lunch I was so tired from the night before I didn't go to the gym. I came back here and slept for an hour hoping it would help my muscles. It did a bit. I also finished the first disc of the wedding DVD I am working on. I headed back to class, which was with my 6th graders that I already talked about.
There was one good point in the story. My face became the color of a tomato. I blushed pretty badly and couldn't stop giggling when I tried to speak to the students. I was going around students trying to get them to practice, "How's it going?" Asking them and they were responding. I came to this one girl, one of the actually good students in the class. She sits with her best friend, I also see them walking around together and looking at me when my head is turned. As soon as I look at them, they shy away, giggle, and then run. Well, today, I asked, "How's it going?" And she didn't say anything. But she then pointed at something in her book. On the lesson page was written, "loveing you". And I saw this...and i just turned red and couldn't stop turning red. All the kids started laughing and saying, "hong sic" (red color). I tried to look serious to try to stop the blushing but I couldn't and I just started giggling again. And some of the kids were laughing at the girl too, but not really. It also seemed that everytime I looked over there, I would blush and start giggling. I couldn't help it. The kids laughed hard. Oh well.
I hope she knows it could never work out between us. I mean...she's in 6th grade...and I am in......um...17th grade. Thats alot of grades. Besides being illegal, there is too much of a generation gap. :D
After school was done I had kindergarten. It was the day of the "10 Kid Spaz Class". Today wasn't too bad. I started trying to get them to understand "Simon Says..."...or in this case, "Phil Says...". I started using the gung fu I know during Simon Says. Its hilarious. They love it. How messed up is that, a white person teaching gung fu to chinese. I think that is very sad. Thanks to the party thats what it has come down to. The only really bad thing was one of the spazzes screamed as loud as he could into another spazz's ear. It made the other spaze cry and I yelled at the spazz that screamed.
After class was over I grabbed the bicycle to head home. As I was saying goodbye to other children and about to walk thru the gate, a mother was coming thru the gate with her 3 year old daughter. The daughter saw me and froze. Her lower lip started to tremble, I tried to walk thru the gate which brought me closer to her. She screamed lowed and hid behind her mother's legs. Then she started to bawl. She just started crying and wouldn't stop. I scared her. I hate making babies cry. I backed up to allow them to walk thru. By this time the mom and her daughter in her arms and the kid was crying. I went thru the gate and rode home.
On the way home, the bicycle brake for the front tire snapped. So, I need to get that fixed. Got home and I was planning on going to practice, but my legs still felt bad, so i stayed home and watch 1-Hour Photo. It was pretty good. I felt that the situation presented in the movie was much more creepy than the acting by Robin Williams. I mean, he was good. He just didn't make me cringe enuff.
I then did some more DVD work. Now I finished writing this and I am heading to bed.
Sleep well all.