Finally, green is back at long last. Life has returned. The farming folks woke from their hibernation and returned to the field to raise another crop. However this also means the beginning of rain season. When you mix dirt with water you get goddamn mud. Goddamn mud everywhere. Oh, we have wind and thunder too.
Now I am basically done with the textbook. I decided to further display my obvious superiority by letting them ask me anything their tiny undeveloped 8-year-old brains can think of. Some asked legitimate questions, like “How do you sing the American national anthem?”
So I sang… well… sorry America.
I also said simple phrases in Spanish, German, Russian and other languages and had they identify (blind guess) the languages. A good way to give them an idea about what the world is like beyond their dirt farming village.

Imagine how awkward it was to teach kids this word. Especially when I had to break it down to two parts and had the kids read them out aloud.


I taught them the names of common seacrafts and a Beatles song.

The place is nice when the weather gods are not angry.

Destruction is always easy. Took them only a few days to completely dismantle the old office building.

I had a class room here. Gone.

Gone.