I'd like to quit thinking of the present as some minor insignificant preamble to something else.
- Your fault due to some physical mishap (you stood on/dropped/hit a little too hard one of them:
- Your fault due to you berating them too much:
a) Start joking around with the other kids and call them a big baby and make crying gestures (fisted up hands rubbing on eyes) and whining noises. This should embarrass them into stopping it if they can. The Korean for baby is agi (pronounced ag-gee).
b) If things have gone too far for situation (a) to work, attempt to completely ignore the situation until the kids quits it or the class ends. They tend to be pretty resilient so it will take you about 30 minutes of non-stop verbal attack to get them crying, this leaves less than half the lesson for them to dry their eyes. I'll be able to cut down the time (and so add more ignoring time) as I learn more of the language.
- Another kid's fault for some reason or another:
Completely ignore what has happened unless you saw the incident with your own eyes. These are not just kids, they are evil manipulative monsters who will turn on the waterworks just to get someone else into trouble. Cautionary tactics include moving between the two problem monsters, or moving them both to places they don't want to be.
This list is in no way completely exhaustive list of circumstances and actions, but it has fared me well over the past week to follow these easy to manage rules. I hope that they can be of some help for you in the future.
You could just tell them to grow up I suppose, only thought of that one just now.
posted by Alanowski @ 8:56 pm
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Anatidaephobia: the fear that somewhere, somehow, a duck is watching you
I must admit that one has got me stumped. It has made me like Tom Baker in Black Adder the Second.
However, I do know that Anon.'s quote featured, with hilarious effect, in a Farside cartoon. If you see it have a chuckle on me.
As time goes on, even the good boxers get uglier.
An elderly lady -- she was almost 65, it's elderly to me -- was crying in front of me yesterday. I imagined it was because of her housing situation; I never thought to ask if another old lady had been making fun of her. Next time. Oh yes.
DFP.
Just keep on berating her and getting all the other ladies in hats to join in. The self defence mechanism jumps in and they soon calm theirselves down.
Failing that just give her somewhere to live - this might not work as she would not be a junky, unless you count her socially acceptable addiction to valium/vicadin.
Give her somewhere to live? Surely you jest. I work for the housing department; we don't have anything to do with giving people somewhere to live. Our main function is to create plausible excuses explaining why we're not giving people somewhere to live. It's not an easy job, but the rewards are few.
One real problem I have is that after a while -- I'm sure you find ths with kids -- one old woman looks much the same as every other old woman. Thick glasses, big nose (the nose continues to grow through life, as do the ears), white hair -- you know the sort. I can't get over the feeling that I'm dealing with a mystery shopper who has a large collection of different coats. I imagine you don't have that issue, what with the child labour laws they have now.
I suppose I should go to work.
DFP.
The nose does not continue to grow throughout life, the head does begin to shrink though: giving the appearance of the largening of features in comparison.
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