School was a bit rough for me this week. I had to give extra lessons to groups of primary school kids who are interested in coming to our school next year. They went pretty well but it took a lot of energy. I get to repeat the process this coming week.
The most difficult part came when I had to basically fire my intern. Despite extensive coaching from my end, he hasn't earned the respect of the students, and things blew up in his face rather dramatically on Friday. The whole class turned against him to the point where I have deemed the atmosphere to be completely non-recoverable. I am not sure where he will end up, but if he continues to pursue his educational Masters he will probably have to restart his student teaching at another school.
I did manage to peel myself off the couch a couple of times to add a few paragraphs to the novel...
Mopeds and cyclists tried to weave their way though the cracks, regularly stopping and waiting for the jigsaw of cars to shift and allow them through. An oppressive mix of partially combusted fuel and airborne red earth hung over the road like a stubborn morning fog refusing to give way to the sun.
One by one, the cars in front of Jack forced their way into the fray, poking a nose into the tiniest of spaces while most of the car stuck out into the lane of oncoming traffic - like the runt of a litter maneuvering in for a taste of milk. Terrifyingly, Modibo hit the gas, causing the moped passing in front of him to swerve and the oncoming bus to hit the breaks, barely making it without getting clipped.
“That was close!” exclaimed a wide-eyed Jack.
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