Love From Brazil ღ

New year, new semester

This semester for me is a tad different than the last, as in I have HALF the amount of groups at work than last semester! Last semester I had four groups, I only have two groups now as for some reason the coordinator decided to take away a group I was initially going to get. I have a kids group in the morning and an adult group in the evening. The kids group isn’t bad, miles away from the little monsters I had last semester! There’s only one kid or two that have me raising my voice once or twice… okay maybe several times during the lesson! But hey, it’s a kids group, what do you expect right?! There’s always gotta be at least one hasn’t there?

Now, the adult group is okayyy, I mean adult groups can be really fun to teach when you’ve got a good group but this particular group is very quiet. My G O D how they’re quiet. So my new challenge this semester is the opposite of last; instead of trying to calm the students down I need to liven them up! And no, I did not ever find a way to calm down the hyper kids! The school did what they should have done in the first place which was splitting the group up.

As a result of having two groups I of course have a lot more time on my hands which I’m intending to use in order to get more private students/translation work and hopefully learn crochet! But I’m terrible with exploring new hobbies as I’ve become such a procrastinator since living here so we’ll see. Things I did in my free time when I lived in London were practicing music stuff (piano, guitar, etc..) and reading ooh and going to the gym. Since I’ve been here I’ve only continued reading. The whole procrastinator thing put me off buying a decent keyboard or guitar because I always have the ‘wait to see if Rod gets the visa’ comments floating in the back of my mind. And I do not think I will be at ease until we do see if Rod gets the visa or definitively decide where to stay. I know this attitude holds me back in a lot of ways but I just can’t help it! I’ll never forget the moment when I frantically read through the judge’s determination letter from the appeal and realised I was going to have to leave my home. Anyway, enough moaning about that. Fingers crossed 2012 will be THE year baby! Off to work now, hoping the rain will hold out until I get there and stop before the hubby picks me up on the motorbike!!