(Mimi, loved your blog, liked the song (didn't expect to) and that story about Peg Entwhistle, never heard it before. The irony of that offer being held up in the post, wow.)
Oh, and birth levels have already dropped below recovery level not only for the Nipponese but for Anglo Saxons - we're extinct already, it will just take a few more generations to complete the process, but it is now irreversible and our only long-term hope is to be adopted for breeding programs by aliens.
In the UK you will always find a section of people who feel they have been put upon and it is never, ever their fault. Not called the land of the whinging poms for nowt.
I'm tall. However I feel I have been discriminated against because I'm ginger and therefore I have earned less. Not FAIR. Could easily have cost me up to £60K in my working life. EASILY. I'm considering suing.
Every other Russian premier is bald.
Most actors are short.
I like Mic's comment about not being able to be a jockey
Some simply don't allow comments, it's their 'thang' Some will bite your head off for commenting, and that's their thang and how they prove their utter superiority I was reading an old blog of mine where I had deleted a comment. Really wish I hadn't now since half a dozen other comments referred to it and I can't work it out by context
Daniela, the one advantage to teaching kids is that I plan to use The Cat In The Hat as a teaching book - that's 236 words I nail into student heads, and the 5 to 7 year olds are likely to be less impatient about it
Daniella, I think I'd be afraid to teach Germans, they would want to quiz me on parts of speech. Quick bit of racial profiling and prejudice there but I went cold at the thought
I keep paper and pen by my bed too in case inspiration strikes, so much better than stumbling round trying to find them or leaving a message on the mirror in eyebrow pencil at 3 in the morning.
This way, I don't actually even turn on the light, just jot a note and go back to sleep
and then comes the morning and that 'what the HELL?' moment
I've only ever taught adults, and TBH I've only ever taught - on any kind of ongoing organized basis - how to use spreadsheets. I'm absolutely zippety-doo on teaching Excel. I wonder if I can set up my own system of teaching English by Excel?
That 9-12, yes, they are the best of a bad bunch. Old enough to be bright, and not yet convinced they know it all already.
It really is time I ruled the world. I'd sort that sign language thing out spit-spot and then force everyone to learn it. Life in that respect at least would become so uncomplicated.
That quote I used in the blog? from a section on 1000 phrasal verbs in context.
Molly I am terrified of kids, always have been. that's one part of the human race I NEVER got to grips with, not when I was one, not when I raised one. Kids are scary.
I plan to teach purely conversational English, if I am allowed to teach anybody of course, to adults. 'Do you come here often?' 'Take my taxi, it is the best taxi' - but of course can't turn down any potential victims. Plus the course doesn't let you pick and choose ...
And translations. I do translations into colloquial English as it is, the qualification can't hurt!
Molly, thing that gets me - you're Irish, you say words slightly differently to me, being a Saffer, and I say things slightly differently to my Scottish neighbours. Well, sometimes more than slightly. So how can any one IPA hope to get things spot on?
I used to think sign language was the future, that we could all learn sign language and be able to communicate anywhere in the world because when I was signing 'where is the station' the person reading my hands would know exactly what I meant even though the words were completely different in his / her language.
Now I hear there are different sign languages too. Why? WHY?
The other treat of learning how to teach English is the IPA.
This is the international phonetic alphabet. You can get English in fancy English, regional English, American English, and it will teach you how to say every word perfectly.
Once you learn it.
I shall try a copy / paste - pho·net·ic (f?-net'ik) adj.
Molly, I think I must have gone into a recurring coma when we covered that lot at school. Either that or in the scurrying years since they have added more and more and MORE to it.
I see you on that car journey scribbling furiously
Sit in front of a computer, coffee to hand, and mind goes blank. Stand in the boarding queue at the airport, and brain is buzzing with ideas falling over each other, crowding and elbowing and pushing and all of them solid gold which must be written down NOW
Would you like a cup of tea?
Molly, you're a famed tea drinker, but yup these ones are just regular tea leaves.