and the superlative for most ridiculous goes to...

Buglaria! Congrats, you've won yet again!

So here's the newest scoop of ridiculous-flavored ice cream. By the way... I really love the word ridiculous. I can't even tell you how much I use it now, because it really does encompass all things bulgaria and school related. Anyhow, a little back story: last week, i went to my "team-teaching" class (where i teach with a bulgarian teacher), only to discover that the bulgarian teacher was not there. i asked the kids if they knew where she was, and they said no. so i ran to the english teacher's room (they have a special little room), and she's not there. i ran to the teacher's lounge, and still... she's not there. at this point, i'm kind of at a loss. they bell had already rung, and i didn't want to leave the kids sitting there alone. i'm lucky that this happened to be one of my good classes, because leaving the students unattended otherwise would have ended badly.

i went back to class, and asked the kids what chapter they were on in the book. the bulgarian teacher never gave me any instructions on what to do... and let me add that they don't normally tell me until 10 minutes before class... so i'm scrambling. i figured i would just work in the same chapter as i did with the other classes. turns out, they're WAY ahead of the other classes. they have already finished the chapter i worked on with the other 8th graders. no problem, we will just use their workbook that accompanies the text book. oh wait... they already finished all those exercises too...

???

well i had some christmas crosswords from my 9th grade class, and i figure what the heck, we'll just do some christmas stuff! so i give the kids the crossword puzzle. and honestly, it was educational, because they didn't know a lot of the vocabulary like, "coal, christmas eve, elves, jolly" stuff like that.

apparently, giving the kids a crossword was NOT, i repeat NOT ok. the teacher found out that i "didn't do what she wanted." (refresh my memory real quick on what it was that you wanted, because i'm pretty sure you dipped out without saying a word and left me high and dry.) so this teacher proceeds to tell/complain to the kids.... yes, the students... about peace corps, claiming the following:
1. only poor people join the peace corps because they need the money
2. we receive heaps of money while we are here and then we get paid loads of cash when we return
3. get SO MUCH money by the time we get home.... here's the clincher...WE RETIRE!
4. only ethnic people join the peace corps

and so, this is the trash that she is filling these kids' heads with. my favorite class at that. i'm not going to bother to say anything to her. she's obviously not only a self-loathing bitch, but a racist self-loathing bitch. and she's clearly not a logical person and saying something would probably just fuel the fire. it's just not worth it.

and did i mention she was gone YET AGAIN today, without telling me she was leaving or telling me what to do for class? obviously this time, i came prepared. hooker.

in conclusion, i would like to add that i truly laughed about this situation. i really wasn't even mad. it was just so ludicrous that i couldn't even take it seriously! i did, however, tell the class today that if they ever had any questions about me, my life, peace corps, or why i'm here... i would be more than happy to tell them and give them the REAL and TRUE answers. (and i'm emphasized real and true).