Apart from that, I like what I am doing - I like to plan the lessons, dispense the knowledge and try to explain concepts to the children. I just don't like when they don't co-operate and be students instead of hooligans. It's a pity I am not old enough to be anyone's mother. They probably make their older siblings' lives hell on earth.
Did I mention that this is a boy school?
In order to keep my sanity (cause who knows, I might need it someday), I started burying myself in reading novels again. I recently finished Gentlemen of the Road by Michael Chabon.

It tells the story of two wanderers in the Middle East. They are an oddball combination of friends - one is a large African who lost his family and has an axe with an inscription that roughly translates to Defiler of Your Mother. The other is a skinny Frank who no one knows much about except that he is a physician and gets philosophical when high. They have almost nothing in common and bicker like old ladies. They meet a young man, a prince, and they try to carry him to his grandfather to get a reward for his return after his own town was pillaged. Things don't quite turn out how anyone expects. It is a short story, perfect for light reading.
It was also the perfect thing to get me through September with all my hair.
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