Teaching French? Quoi?!?

So do I have a tale to tell. Last Wednesday and this past Wednesday I volunteered at a local Junior High school and taught the French classes.

WOW! I forgot how young these chillens are. I was doing a presentation on what they can do if they continue taking French and learn to speak it fluently.

So I tried gearing this toward the younger crowd. Trying to think of things they would think was interesting, because what I find interesting isn't what they find interesting. So I was thinking; fashion, food, music, iconic symbols.

So with the music---
I wanted to give them some examples of some French artists. One of my favorite artists is Zazie or ZAZ for short. And there is a really good song she sings called; "Je suis un homme." And it talks about non-exciting things to Jr High kids...but they don't know that. Because little did I know they'd flip out by seeing a woman's figure.
I totally forgot there was this scene where there is a woman on a spinning pedestal and she's nude. but covered by her own hands. And the kids just FLIPPED! They were hootin' and hollerin' Oh My Heavens I almost lost it laughing at them.

Here is that vidéo. Look at it...



Also we listened to an artist called YELLE. And they were comparing her to Lady Ga-Ga. So that's what we called her. And there was one song called "Qui est cette fille?" And well out of the whole song the only word these kids understood was "Sexy." Oh la la are you serious?

I don't think I could teach those kids. I'd either be fired or thrown in jail. I am a very sarcastic person and wouldn't be able to take their crap and disrespect. I would literally boot them out the door.

Oh zut!

Blogs, what the?!?

Who in the world invented these things? There is some stay-at-home mother making bank on the idea of people posting their most inner thoughts, desires, life stories to the world. I say it's weird.

Although perfect example. The only people that read my blog are family members. And it's sad to say that this is the only way they find about my life. And I don't even post the juicy things so they're only getting a superficial taste of my abstract crazy life.

This is not a journal. This is not a place where you share personal information for the entire world to read. There are some things we don't want to know.

So maybe I'll keep mine as a venting stage. A place where I can post my liberal brash opinions about life, religion and politics (the trinity of disaster in a conservative community) and other people's pointless lives.