tefl for life-l

i think i hit on my tefl teacher. but in a subtle not sleeezee kinda way. I sent her an email saying that her manner invigorated my desire to teach.

Well, wait. first back story. At the class she was kinda over the top nice. I'm not sure if you know what i mean but kinda like a stipper. but not in a bad way - in the way that when you meet a really good one they both seem to be true lifelong friends and really interested in who you are. Yet we've just met. How can you be that invested in me when you don't know me. Well, my teacher was that nice. But not at all insincere. And our conversations bordered on flirtatious. Even though she made it know she was married and had children so that it never felt inapproriate.

Well, until i sent a (perhaps) too flattering email. Maybe. And i don't really care if she thinks i was hitting on her as long as she appreciates the compliment. Which was that while i admired her ability as a teacher it was more her sublime demeanor handling the class that i admired. And that is what has me excited to someday teaching - just the opportunity to be myself in front of 20 impresionable persons and have them learn not only english but how to act like a responsible person. Its what you teach when you're not talking that is really hard. I hope i measure up - heaven knows my english skeelz aint' taht grate.

Holla Diane!