The verdict is in!

I found out my student teaching placement...what are my thoughts? It's far! Far, far away. And I'm pretty sure it's a French Immersion school or a bilingual school. Stop laughing, all those who know me. I am quite aware that I can't speak a word of French. Qui, qui, I'm a little concerned, but I'll take it in strides. More like leaps, or would it be baby steps? Maybe the divine powers of God will transcend upon me and I'll speak in tongues? Won't that be an interesting post? Stay tuned-in to find out! I just thought of something...my students could be back-talking or calling me names and I wouldn't have a clue. It's like when you say to your pet, in a sweet, high-pitched and loving voice, "oh aren't you the ugliest little thing I have ever laid eyes on, yes you're hideous aren't you?", and their tail starts 'a wagging. Great, just great, I'm going to be mocked by little 9-year olds without even knowing it...looking on the brighter side of things, what you don't know can't hurt you...right? right? anyone? anyone? Bueller? So that's that. This blogging stuff is quite therapeutic, thanks for allowing me to say what's on my mind.

Au revoir
(That's good-bye in French, and Qui I had to look up the spelling)