When to Slap the Teacher

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If I ever say I am jealous of the gifts some teachers receive, please slap me… hard. Not only is jealousy wrong, but I have nothing to be jealous of.  Lately, people have given me so many compliments and so many gifts that I should learn to shut up once and for all.

Today, I arrived at work to find a bag of Brazilian coffee on my desk. This was a gift from one of my students who is a primary school teacher in Brazil.  She was one of the bright spots in the class and I was quite touched by this.  I think I will wait until the weekend when I have more time to savour my coffee.

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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8 Responses to When to Slap the Teacher

  1. I have fond memories of savouring the Blue Mountain coffee a parent once brought back from a business trip (I guess he must have gone to Jamaica) – it was so wonderful to have delicious coffee in my home. I lived in Shanghai at time.

  2. Bryan Fagan says:

    Your title stopped me dead in my tracks. Damn, why can’t I write like that??? 🙂
    Brazilian coffee. Yum. Enjoy.

  3. Bryan Fagan says:

    It was a perfect title. It did exactly what it was meant to do. I was scrolling down and immediately I was hooked.

    By the way – Thank you for the follow. Sure appreciate that.

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