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Rest Room

Teaching English is not very difficult. I speak therefore I can somewhat teach. I have now become pretty busy with tutoring. I have an English class of 5 kindergarteners, 2 middle-school boys, 1 older woman, 1 college student, and probably 1 elementary school girl. These people impress me so much with the fact that they are so dedicated to learning another language. For the most part teaching them vocabulary, pronunciation, intonation, and just improving their conversation skills has been great. This Sunday night while talking with Tom and Jerry…I hit a bump in the road! “Mrs. Major’s what is a restroom?” “ I explained its where the toilet is. “AHHHWWWAAAA!!!, you rest on the toilet?!?” Then total laughter filled the room! It was going to take awhile before they regained their composer. Haha English does not make sense sometimes, not even to me. But it certainly is fun to see how people react to some of our cultural and language obscurities!

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