lunes, 19 de abril de 2010

most likely

i,ve been sent to work to Isla Cristina, a town near Portugal which lives out of tourism during the summer, and out of drug dealing and fishing - in that order- the whole year.
pupils are pupils, but there are some disrupting individuals who come from abject disfunctional families, and there are also some who are evil, to put it simply.
since i arrived there, i,ve been honoured to witness thefts, insults, destruction of highschool properties, and this morning a student whose mind is completely off the rails has aimed at my chest with a gun-shaped toy and has pulled the trigger thrice.
this is not what i,ve signed for...
no one told this would be this hard...
but everything is not harsh, thank goodness my colleagues are all superb, but for one or two...
just ignoring,em
let,em rest in peace in their educational coffin...
... and fires, and drug dealing, and sexual abuse, and anorexia, and...

2 comentarios:

  1. from now on i mean to insert here essays about the roots of the problem with this town as well as some different bizarre options to cope with it in the least exhausting manner...

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