It’s late at night and I’m well stoned and I have a class tomorrow I am woefully unprepared for. It’s three 90 minute sessions back to back, with a group of women who are at an intermediate level in English. Actually, it will probably be a lot of fun.
The problem is that the school I’m doing this for is such a pain in the ass about lesson planning and submitting materials and all that.
I met with their rep in advance, we had an interview, and there have been lots of e-mails since then. They wanted my bio, a picture, a list of topics I planned to talk about, copies of any handouts I’m giving to the students. I’m not good with that kind of stuff, and that’s why I’m sitting here at 11 at night with an unplanned lesson, writing this blog which at least brings me up to date and hoping that a strategy will reveal itself.
And it has. That’s why this is short.
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