Week #Something (I've lost count) - Español

My Karen boys are amazing. Can I just say?

Last night we talked about "dream jobs" (the classic ESL assignment), art, hip hop music, the Karen script(s), copyright laws, bridges, American patriotic songs, bamboo, Thailand, the phrase "what else," Karen pop stars, and cows. Then I taught them some Spanish.

Really--lest you think I'm being an irresponsible English-teaching volunteer--the Spanish-teaching helped with English. They are voracious language-sponges, and the middle-schooler wanted to learn a few Spanish words so he could talk to one of the other students in his ESL class at school. They had to use English phrases in order to ask me what they were in Spanish, and it kept them talking, which is really "my job" anyway: keeping them practicing. (And, okay, I admit, it was way interesting to hear Spanish spoken with a Karen accent.)

Next week: tongue twisters. (Bwa ha ha.)

Who does that?

I've so been looking forward to my Canterbury Tales class at the library: finally a chance to have someone knowledgeable point out the key features and themes and historical references so I can understand and enjoy it better. I knew the class was coming up soon, but I hadn't paid much attention when I wrote down the date.

It's on Easter afternoon. Really, who does that? Sigh. No class for me.

I mean, celebrating the whole ridiculously-important and unprecedented act of God taking on flesh, living sinlessly, willingly dying with the weight of humanity's sin on Him, and coming back to life in a death-conquering, undeserved-life-and-grace-giving act of glorious power is a bit cooler than explicating Chaucer. Not to mention we'll be having wicked good food.

But still.