Thursday, March 16, 2017

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Sunday, March 12, 2017

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Friday, November 4, 2016

really trying to hold onto my teaching job in a small mexican town
i pushed my boss, thats what harries do
she is not a dead frog at the bottom of the river
but i showed her my teeth
i tiold her i needed a different level of support
that it was odd how she could critique my teaching methods on hearsay
she asked me if i understood what diegos mother was talking about
i know diego and it should have been about how to fix him
apparently it was about me
i Heard the comment TRYING TO BE THE COOL TEACHER
recycle much?
thats a comment about someone else
i can't help it if i am cool
if i am in the moment
if i do follow the flow of the language acquisition
when i see a fun way to play with english i pursue it
i sing
i propose million dollar business ideas
i encourage creative homework
 
so i texted my boss that i was not sure of what diegos mothers credentials were
and that everyone who SAW me teach understood
understood that i was good
that i am good
that i work with the kids on their english level
 
the incidsent which got my bosses attention was a kid calling me a name
CABRO'N
it is not the first time i hgave been called that
maybe i am
the last time i let it go and the neighbors baby daddy broke my lock and gate,
 kicking it and calling me a cabron
she was tormenting him and he was jelly
 
so i learned the Word
 
apparently the kid would NEVER lie to her
he would simply tell her what he said
thats the level of trust and rapport they have
 
MY BOSS SAID I MUST HAVE MADE A MISTAKE
in the classic cased of he said she said the kid wins in mexico
cool
i must have made a mistake
she was calling for witnesses who were not forthcoming
not with this dynamic kid leader
he was fighting that good fight
ignorances champion
we dont need no education
and they do not need english here in motul
i GET that
 
so i have dialed back the sensitivity
and am not a sub par english teacher
with no support
and thats fine
 
my Little kids are still writing songs and stories
the big ones have lost their window for english language acquisition
just as i have lost my desire to speak spanish
i love my bubble
my bubble of ignorance
life is more fun in the bubble
please don't try to replace my bliss with an alternative
i love my bliss
its peaceful in my bubble
disfruta tu vida!
 
yo disfruto mi vida
 
 
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Sunday, May 26, 2013

                                                          EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH

Monday, April 8, 2013


                                                                              SENDARESUMEAPHOBIA- It's origins

     In this modern era, when 400 peopole send resumes for coffee shop jobs, health care workers are reporting a sharp uptick in general hopelessness, ennui, and lack of mojo.  Intense and rigorous personal research reveals that each time I distill my  life into a currriculum vitae and send it out, I  am diminishing my worth in much the same way the Native Americans felt that the camera was stealing their soul. And as your soul's essence is slowly leeched from you, c.v after c.v., you turn that Bill Murray summer camp rant into you mantra an repeat to yourself, "It Just Doesn't Matter!"  If this rings a bell in your psyche, you may be infected with SENDARESUMEAPHOBIA.    

    How does one's mojo diminish by pressing "send" on thier email?  In many subtle and non so subtle ways, it turns out.  The act of asking for help, in this case, a job, is a very human thing.  It's natural, we care about one another, we are living in a society here.  But technology reduces these human interactioins into words of text on a screen, like mass entertainment, really.  The coffee shop owner tries to do their best, but who really knows who is answering the phone?  who are the references anyway?  voices on a phone?   How does a business owner KNOW that this isn't just the applicants mother girlfriend or the applicant is a skilled mimic/secret agent bent on infiltrating the insular coffee shop scene working as a mole to destroy SKINNY BLACK JEAN CULTURE from within?  You can't know, you can't be sure, it just comes down to trust.  (Trust us, we are from the government.)

     It is a given that people lie on their Resume's.  Their agents in these lies are the words they choose to represent what they did in past work situations.  you almost never see "Tetris" on a resume.  Everyone knows that resumes lie in the same way they know that the governemtn does.  It's the way the game is played in the marketplace.  Bullshit sells. Integrity is thrown out the window when you press send and shoot a resume off into the void.  Much as George Washington drew his line in the sand, here's where I draw mine.  I cannot send a resume.

     Mojo is further diminished in the applicant when he sends his missive out full of hope and gladness that the recent catastophic life situation and near poverty experience is soon to be at an end.  He won't have to cut his glorious ponytail for a job where he has to wear a tuxedo and refill rich people's water glasses on the banquet circut.  The white skin where the hair used to be a shining  beacon of failure for all to see.  Wearing such an obvious billboard to failure on his neck for all to see causes esteem issues.  Self esteem shot, he slides back to his former penguin antics and since all they serve is crappy food his diet regimen falls crashing to the ground.  No more healthy mind, no more healthy body, the food is sickening him and turning him into one of the unquestioning bovine masses.  Soon, he buys a tee vee and is discussing televison shows with other cud chewing pringle eaters.

            Another reason sending resumes diminishes you is legally.  If you apply to 5-10 jobs a day you could be convicted as a spammer.  How does that feel to winding  up in jail one day because you were trying to get a job so you could pay taxes and support the war on terror and maybe be a little more responsible for the drones raining daily on Afghan preschool nap times? 

        And Speaking of naps, future employers should know I require at least one every 4-6 hours for proper functioning.  I learned this from Bill Clinton who said he did this all the time in the oval office and woke up refreshed and ready to make decisions.  Unless you are saying your entry level job is more important that the Pjob of  President of the United States, as a matter of fact i'm getting my nap now.  Peace.