Terrific Tuesdays

I may or may not be slightly buzzed right now.

Last Tuesday, with my adult class, we were chatting about travel, and both India and Tokyo came up - places that my students are interested in going to, as am I. This prompted me to ask if they have tried the sushi and Indian restaurants in town. Because class was finishing, we decided we should all go out for Indian food, right then! Unfortunately the restaurant was closed (and I fear it may be closed for good, the way it appeared to be shut down), so we went elsewhere. We had a lovely dinner at Teatralna - me and the two (of three) students present that day. One woman is about my age, and the other in her late 40s. It was a really nice treat, and we decided that next week (so today) we should go out DURING class, as it's a much more natural setting for conversation. Besides, we have finished the textbook for the year.

So here I am now, arriving home three hours after class has commenced. The lone male of the class was called up to join us, and the Polish teacher that teaches them in the period before mine joined us too. It was a lively evening of beer and pizza, enjoyed by all. The student about my age - her fiance - came and picked us all up and drove us home. I feel so spoiled!

Does this fall under the category of why I'm the best/worst teacher ever? Haha. We plan to continue this little ritual.

More on why I am the worst teacher ever: last Monday, I full out LAUGHED at one of my teenage students. The point of the activity we were doing was to find the preposition to follow the verb in the reading. So I called on a student for the first answer, to which he said "tuna sandwich". I lost it, as did the entire class. I apologised profusely, and felt REALLY REALLY awful. I blame my four hours of sleep on that one. Oh man. It was just one of those days. Another student in that class had a very noisy stomach that had everyone in stitches. Poor guy. I tried distracting the class with embarrassing stories about myself, but it didn't seem to work too well.

Let's see...on Friday, the man I called out for having his shirt on inside out the previous week made a point to show me that he was wearing his shirt properly this time. Hahah Oh!! The word "dozen" also came up in class, so I also taught them what a "baker's dozen" is. Then one of the students said that a Polish dozen is eleven. I busted a gut laughing, because Poles are known for stealing. Clever.

Heath and I had another fabulous weekend. We did our grocery shopping thing, and then we went to the cinema. It was a lovely day for a walk. En route to the theatre, a huge band of motorcycles rode by. Walking through downtown we met up with them again. There was some sort of charity motorcycle convention going on...? And there was even an outdoor stage set up. Big news for Radom! There were some cute men, indeed. We opted for objectifying Gerard Butler on the big screen though, rather than hanging around. However, we did enjoy a beer outside in the (setting) sun after! And we had another delicious meal at the Sushi Room. We have reason to believe we are keeping them in business. After sushi, Film 101 continued, but of course.

This upcoming weekend is a long weekend with Monday off! We are heading to Berlin - goodness I love that city. Realllllllllllly looking forward to it!!

Only 7 more weeks...it's so hard to believe! Until next time...! xo