My new co-teacher barely had a sense of humor so our classes were not the best. The kids did not learn much. They came in with a low level and, to me, have not improved. Their interest in learning was low and it showed in the classroom. I gave my village co-teacher a cold handshake on the last day and said, "It has been an interesting experience. I learned a lot from working with you." Which everyone knows means "f@ck you b@tch" in a nice way. She was really cold to me during the last two weeks when I was sick so I returned the favor. I hope I never see her again. But since the country is so small, I'm sure we will see each other again.
Oh, well. No love. No care.
The VP gave me a big smile and a firm handshake good bye.
I will miss the beautiful landscape.
I would walk so peacefully during lunchtime.
I will miss that.