holidays

Today I discovered that teachers in my new school work very very hard even on holidays. Even when they do not look like they are working. They meet in small groups and great groups and in workrooms and corridors. The school works and works and works even though it is school holidays.

I had lunch with Skipje. Skipje is a lady teacher who is small and bouncy (like a fishball). Of course that is not her real name. When she told me the real story about how teachers are appraised out here in East Asia, I was scared. It sounded very brutal, and not very open. In fact, it sounded like the Russian Mafia deciding which English Football Club would live or die.

I will not say any more. I might be deported.