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Had my first day of compulsory practice. It was quite okay.
Woke up way too early, sky was dark and no one was outside. My practice is in Alingsås (according to the red pages, it’s 46.2 km from where I live) so I have to wake up around 6.00 AM to get there by train.
Had the most disgusting lunch at the school’s dining hall – vegetables, pineapples and bananas (?!?) in curry sauce with rice. I didn’t know there were fruit in the food, so I tried it out, and guess what my second bite was. A huge piece of banana. I wanted to throw up. I hate fruit in food, and I hate bananas the most. In food, that is. It’s quite okay as a regular fruit. But I think Mr Banana should keep away from my lunch. Lucky though that I had brought some onigiri.
Then I had a three hour long break. I couldn’t go back home since it takes at least two hours and 45 minutes to get there and back again, so if I wanted to travel around for a bit, that was a good opportunity. But I think I have more of a life than that.
And finally a lecture about being a good teacher. We watched a movie about a guy who just graduated and had some really difficult classes to take care of, and his thoughts and expectations about them. Don’t think he handled his classes too well though, but I’m sure that I wouldn’t be able to do it better.
The teacher that I’m following is teaching English and German. I know nothing about German. But he’s a good teacher. And he has another student with him, a student who’s on his second year of practice. A very nice guy, really, the student, that is. The teacher is nice, too! The student (Niklas) is 20 (my age, the what?) but he looks like 25. And he resembles a lot about Tobias. Likes to talk, talk a lot about almost everything (but he could be serious when needed, although that wasn’t too often) and social with everyone. He talks to people as if he had known them forever. That makes him a quite interesting guy. I’d like to see him in action. Will he become best friends with the students or would he be able to balance a professionalism of being friends but still keep his own privacy? We’ll see.
An onigiri for you who managed to read this post without sleeping.
Speaking about sleeping, I was so tired after school so I fell asleep on the train back home to Gothenburg today. A lady woke me up right before the train departed back to Alingsås. A guy looked at me and laughed a little. He was cute.
