Today was a weird day. Seriously. I went to my internship all: 'ANOTHER day, puu.....', and when I came there, the teacher suddenly mentioned I had to start the day and read with a small group. I thought: 'CRAP! That's right! She did mention that! I KNEW I forgot SOMETHING!', So, I started up the day. Praying is still the hardest thing around. Seriously. I am not religious at all, and then I have to 'talk to God' with the children. Not easy. What on earth do you say to a guy when you are not certain if he exists yourself?! But I guess practise makes perfect. Thus far no complaints. I just ask him to help the children make a better day today and all, and if he wants to think about the poor children. This way these children are more aware that there are children less fortunate in the world.
Btw, I have children like Down Syndrome or very low intelligence. Kids who can't go to normal school. And I love my kiddies =)
So, I started reading, which went fairly calm. For half of the group, the book we read was too hard, while the other kids were on the right level. But I had no choice; this was the only book with enough copies for all of them! Plus, it went fairly well :) After that I put them to math, which went okay as well.
Just before PE, I got angry with a kid for a change. My mentor was happy about that; that kid should know he can't go that far any more. With me, getting angry on a child is hard. I usually feel helpless. Luckily my anger is quickly over as well, and the kid was impressed for a while.
So yeah, I felt confident. Has been a while since I felt that. It's a nice feeling. I love being confident =)

We talked to the teacher and yes, I now certainly say: SHE IS AN IDIOT! I mean, SERIOUSLY. I have to MAKE THINGS UP, and predict how children will devellop in an activity they won't be doing. Also, she can't read what the children are learning.

Well, she's already wearing glasses. Maybe she needs one that helps her think as well. I mean, seriously.... AN INSULT! A serious insult. I worked my ass of this report; one of the few reports I actually had to work for, and Miss I'm-too-good-for-actually-reading says it's not good enough.

She had to leave quickly, and she was quite bitchy. I mean, she acted like: OMG YOU ARE WRONG AND I AM ALWAYS RIGHT NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY. Well, I'm SORRY that I'm pointing out OBVIOUS things. But, accepting the obvious and admitting errors is not in her dictionary.

I hope she gets scared the heck out of her on her way home. Not that anything bad happens, but that she just gets scared. Like, almost hitting a duck or so. But that nobody gets hurt or something gets damaged. And of course, no animals get hurt.

Yeah, that would be nice. That would be my revenge. Too bad that won't happen.

I hope a demon will jump out of her eggs if she wants to bake an egg. And that that demon pulls her nose (but nothing more). Yeah, that would be VERY nice.

Serves her right for being an idiot. I mean, seriously............

Ah, how nicely a day can begin... *sarcasm*
First, I finally send the packages, and one package turns out to be 40 grammes too heavy. And for that 40 grammes, I had to pay 7 euro 50 more! Gaaah! Next time, I'll stuff it till 5 kilo's! Then I'll really get something for my money. And yet, at home, the package was 1.8 kilo's on 2 different scales....

Second, I get a report back, and guess what: AGAIN what needs to be added is CLEARLY mentioned in the report, even with subtitle and all, and AGAIN the teacher has no idea what I'm trying to tell. 'I want to know which activities you pout together' - Ehm, Miss, there is a whole scedule where you wrote okay next - 'Yes, but that are only numbers, and they could mean anything!'- Okay, so the fact I have 3 activities, and within the activities mentioned when they play them, it's still not clear when my 3 activities, numbered 1 till 3, are played.
I NEED TEACHERS WITH A BRAIN! Come on teacher, if THIS isn't clear enough, it just means
my teachers are dumb. Seriously. What needs to be added is once again a complete INSULT to me. And then people complain I don't read well enough.

Third, the post office clerck got annoyed by me. First he was all nice, but after he hit his knee, his mood changed. CAN I HELP IT I HAVE A LIFE?! And what the freak do you mean: students have all the time of the world?! Am I picking my nose or so????