You know... Sometimes it is easier to make people feel a little uncertain, when whenever they speak bad about you and expect you to go crying to mommy... you don't. You just bounce back, grinning and smiling and being your sunny self...

That's what I did today. But... of course the story was about a bit more than that. There I was, waiting for the teacher after the lesson, so that she can rant about me and my teaching methods (me teacher trainee, me being helpless little lamb thrown to the wolf)... I wasn't alone. There was another girl sitting at the big round table kept for the teacher trainees because we all have to partially live in the school building, so... She sat there while the teacher insulted me, my intelligence, said my linking sentences were bad and she didn't feel like I linked the excercises together. (First excercise: warm up: listen to Sweet Dreams from Annie Lennox, ask questions, like do you know this song? do you know who sang that? Were they male or female? and here comes my linking Sentence when they fund out it was Annie Lennox: And now, we will read an interview about Annie Lennox, the singer of that song.) When I asked my teacher, what was wrong with my linking sentence, she said: "I don't know, I will have to think more about it."

Bullshit. I can smell a lie, and she doesn't even care about it. She still thinks I'm a bighearted fool. Good, I don't mind. Easy to fool people with that facade.

Anyway... after she said, that I should not pause and think if the answer was right or wrong, and I said I don't know, I have heard many sentences that are considered grammatically incorrect by secondary school books and correct by university standards, she started ranting, that I should know this, and if I do not know, I should go back to the uni, wait a few years and come back again to teach after. I told have I don't have much time, and refrained from grabbing the first blunt object and smashing her face in.

After the ranting has stopped, she went off, telling me that she must be off and she will call me whenever to look at my next lesson plan. Jolly good by me. Then, as soon as she was off came the other girl who was sitting there and said, that my teacher was an utter bastard. Duh.

Well, as it turns out, teachers are forbidden to cut in to the teacher trainee's class, to butt in and change their lesson plan ( that she did with me!!! In the middle of the lesson, no less... the bitch), and they should never (as another intelligent person) talk to someone like that. Not to mention that it was uncalled for.

Well, duh. I really hate to say, but the bitch is really as bad as my friend and predecessor teacher trainee said. She is a dense, mean and deaf thing... not to mention that she told everyone and their dog that I was deaf to one ear... dunno where she got that from, but she is sure that I told that. Har har, I'm laughing inside.

Never mind. I screamed myself out, raged a bit, spilled my guts to my friend, and went back to the meeting with the bitch.

First question she asked: "Are you afraid of me?"
Guess my answer. You wouldn't. I told her: "No. Why? I should be?"

And smiled. She instantly shut up and went back to being nice with me. I guess being all kind, friendly and never showing fear or anger or murderous intent counts as scary now and then. ^^