Bobby and Twinko

Today I inherited another Junior High school in my ward (thanks Mark) that I L.O.V.E. I love my other skewl, but I really really love this new one.

First off, two of my second grade girls came up to me after the lesson, arm in arm and cooed, "Goodbye Kim-sensei. You are sooooooo beautiful." Ya. Uh-huh. Sure.

When I arrived at my third grade lesson, some students had already written my name on the board, with a big fat, pink, loveheart after it. Choooooo kawaiiiiiii. Ya. Uh-huh.

The teacher of my first grade lesson, introduced "Japanese Corner!" on my ass, where the kids said the phrases in English and I had to translate them... into Japanese. Ya. I actually had to work for my bacon today. The teacher had given all her students foreign monikers, so instead of Yamamoto-kun and Iwahashi-san, I had Bob, Bobby, Snake and Twinko.

Every day. A new experience to bite me lovingly on the arse. Uh-huh.