Unemployment

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Unemployment is the state in which a person is without work, available to work, and is currently seeking work.


So yeah, my current situation couldn't be better described even if I wanted to. I bet you can imagine how I feel right now, or maybe you don't. I'm 25 years old, just out of university, worked for a year, wanted that to be a good experience but it didn't because some bitches were out for my blood (and today I think I understood why), and now I have to start all over again, the same shit I had to go through last year, but only worse.

Apart from being fired today was a pretty shitty day. First we got our paychecks (that wasn't so bad), so we asked permission to go to the bank to the person in charge, she said 'yes'. When we were walking towards the bank one of my old students, a 8 year old, saw me and came running towards me to give me a present, I think I died a little in that moment. Anyway, less than 10 minutes later Mrs. J****, the person who had allowed us to go to the bank called me to my cellphone to tell me we had to go back immediately to the school, meaning: we were gonna be fired and they didn't want us to run away. I'll explain that later on.

We waited up anyway until it was our turn and went back on a cab. The bitch-mistress was waiting for me to sign the papers and make it official. Not that it was a surprise, after all they had published on the Internet they were looking for a new English teacher on December 9th. That's a school with class ladies and gentlemen. So I signed the papers, I smiled as usual and even though I was nervous as hell and I could feel my fingers shaking, because I hate from the bottom of my heart going inside that office which I call the cubicle of doom, I signed the four copies of that shit, shook hands with the bitch, because they might fire me but I still have manners, and left.

As Fernando said, I could've screw them really good if we just left with our money and didn't go back to be notified of our dismissal. The explanation is quite simple, the thing is the person who employs you has until certain date to fire you, if they take more time to do so they have to pay you for the entire next year as refund for your wasted time and your impossibility of going to job interviews for being at school all the time.

In the end of the story, Fernando and I said that we weren't able to go to the bank and we asked for permission to go to the bank *again*, and they agreed, only this time we went home and didn't go back. What could they do...fire us? *laugh*

I spent the rest of my day drinking chicken soup, watching Disney movies, and getting depressed. Nowadays I cry for *everything*, it's awful. I was watching a documentary about Iraq and the war and I burst into tears, same thing when I was watching the news about the hosts that are gonna be released in Colombia. Same thing when I think about my students...and about my life which seems to go nowhere. My mom says I don't have to lose faith because good things will come to me, I hope she is right, I don't wanna go back to my old-self again.


*Note on the bright side: Today I used my KONAD kit for nails and they look quite pretty now. I also bought a kit to do pilates at home, so pretty body here I go.

So tomorrow is the D day...

...and I bet Donald Trump would be proud of those bitches

What I really don't understand is why they have to fire Fernando too. He is the Art teacher and my best pal in that place. I don't think they are so psychotic they have to throw away anything and everything related to me, because if that's the case, that's so twisted...geez! At least I know Lorena is getting fired too because I found an add on an online newspaper where they were looking for a new Biology teacher. Awww poor bitch.

Today Fernando an I, along with Rafael went to Feria Mix and to some toy stores and then went to grab something to eat. Maybe because everybody knows tomorrow is the big day, they let us go before lunch time and we took all the time of the world. Rafael is a very nice man, quiet and smart and laughs a lot...as in *a lot*. But it seems Fernando and I can make everybody laugh with our jokes and stupid conversations. I'm gonna miss my pal, he could've taught me so many things, because he is very clever and knows a lot about the educational system, and how to defend yourself when others try to attack you. I wish we could find a job together in another school; starting from scratch sucks sometimes, all the 'human-relations' thing is not my cup of tea. But since that's not gonna happen I hope he can find a good job for himself and his family.

In my case, I looked at some newspapers and online adds, but nothing of my liking, or if they were there was no way I could arrive in time because I have no car and buses here suck big time. I was thinking about going to the school which is crossing my street, but I'm afraid that it'll be the same 'environment' I had to endure this year.

Ahh...

So I'm drifting away and once again on the run, waiting for tomorrow and my blue envelope. Maybe I could puke on the headmistress face and say I was too nervous.

Yeah, maybe I'll do that.

I'm still moody...

...but at least I had lots of cake

Today we played secret Santa at school, but as everybody was mad because some people picked up 2 papers instead of one, we had to write down the name of our friend in the presents and leave them under the Xmas' tree. Afterwards we had to go one by one to get the present from the hands of the maths teacher.

I got two necklaces, two pairs of earrings and two rings, which looked nice until my workmates asked me if they could see them...and then they proceeded to try everything on. Now my things don't look so pretty anymore. It doesn't matter though, I swallowed my pain by eating cake and French fries, lots of them, in the annual breakfast that all the teachers have to celebrate the end of the school year.

Today was a happy day, considering I'm about to be fired and my workmates are already asking me if I feel uncomfortable waiting for doom's day, which sucks...a lot. So here I am now, listening to some indie Japanese band and reading about the top 100 things that Chuck Norris can do.

My body also hurts because yesterday I began to work out again (yay me!), so I'll look like a total siren when I go to Viña del Mar to visit my best friend. I've already written a brochure kind of thing with the places I wanna visit.

Viña del Mar, I hope you can save me from being jobless, boyfriend-less and fun-less.

I...

...want a new job, badly

Yup, I'll be fired on the 28th and I really want a new job *now*. Next year I'm supposed to be traveling to China with a friend so I need a lot of money, meaning I must find a job ASAP.

The truth is I'm totally terrified I won't find any decent school where to work, or if I find one it'll be so far away that I'll have to spend half of my day on the subway. Being a teacher is already hard enough to sacrify myself that way, add grading tests to the math and there will go my sanity. Sometimes I wish I had a car, but I wouldn't be able to afford having one with my current salary.

I'm also scared because I feel I'm not qualified enough for working in a better school, I still don't have a M.A and I need one if I want to work in schools like 'Grange' or 'La Mesonet'. My English is good enough, I think, but still there a thousand things I must learn and I dunno what to do.

I guess I'm having another 'I really suck' phase again.

I need a job...or my nightmare of working at Macdonald's will become true

The Biology teacher is a BITCH

Or she needs to get laid...badly

Oh my GOD! That's the only thing I can say.

L******, the biology teacher is a total B*I*T*C*H!. Today all the teachers (myself included) were trying to make Pepe pass 10th grade. The reason behind it is the fact that Pepe is the kind of child who was so forgotten by his parents that if he drops out of school he'll leave it for good, meaning that every hope we could've had for giving him a good future will be lost.

But what did she do?

Exactly the opposite, of course. She went to bitch and complain to the headmistress and to his head teacher about the decision. Afterwards she came to me to tell me that I had to STOP doing miracles with his grades. Then she went on bitching and bitching until J***** had to ask the other teachers to stop trying to help Pepe. So it seems that tomorrow he will fail and another kid will be expelled of the system adding another number to the statistics.

I'm so utterly mad that I could bitch slap that hoe!. However, it seems the children will be the ones laughing in the end, because for what I've heard she began failing so many children and doing such a shitty job at grading her tests that everybody is fed up and she won't be returning next year.

Ta-tah you curly perm bitch, you and your communism and ugly skirts can go to hell now for all we care. Ruin Pepe's life, but God will ruin yours!

HA!

Grading papers is as bad as...

Fighting with your colleagues over the class books

The B side of being a teacher is not just grading papers but the monumental struggle for finding the class books to add the finals marks.

Today I had a 'Frodo Baggins' moment when I realized that there were 11 subjects and everybody had to have everything ready by 1:00 PM. Meaning: I had to go and literally steal half of the books from my workmates' tables and run away to the horizon cackling.

I got caught twice, one by my worse enemy (you know who) and the other one by the Spanish teacher, but she is a nice person so she kept quiet...the other one on the other hand...

Whatever.

After I finished with all my work I went to play for a little with the Art teacher. He is so funny, he jokes all the time, about everything! I think he likes me, but he already has a couple so it's a big *no no* for me. I wish I was as funny as he...as my friend says: if wishes were fishes. Meh.

I'm happy though, because I managed to see some of my ex-students. The ones who didn't study at all and had to go for a review for their finals.

I managed to save like 3 or 4 of them of failing this year, so of course I have more chocolates now, *hahaha*. On the other hand, some of them are still praying because tomorrow they are gonna be told who failed and who didn't.

Matias went to see me where I was working and we laughed at some youtube videos I showed to him last night. Javier went to see me too, he had had a haircut and looked really cute with it. I asked him whether his head was bigger that his hair looked shorter or what, he just laughed.

Today was a good day, I'm content and pleased because tomorrow I won't be spending half of my day adding marks ::happy sigh:: Hopefully, I'll be able to relax and take more pictures of the students who still gotta go to school. At least I learnt how to use the frigging' camera. I rock!


I miss my puppies =(

How can I not love them

If they send me stuff like this

This is a typical e-mail from my ex-students. It makes me wonder though why did I teach them English if they could've just used this...dictionary:

From: Matias

Juajaujauajau me cague de la risa cuando lo vi asi k se lo envio con
mucho cariño tia mabelsita xD

CURSO DE INGLES DE EMERGENCIA

Si tiene que viajar de emergencia a los Estados Unidos y no tiene
tiempo para aprender ingles, léase esto, lo puede salvar en un momento
de necesidad:

1. Si quiere una COCA COLA diga GUIMI A COUC.

2. Si quiere un cafe y una dona diga COFI AN DONUT.

3. Si quiere unos huevos con jamon diga JAM AN EGS.

4. Si se agarra un dedo con la puerta del Taxi diga FOC.
5. Si algo le parece muy costoso diga FOC.

6. Si se cae en el metro diga FOC.

7. Si lo asaltan en el Bronx diga FOC.

8. Si se encuentra con una mujer de esas de película diga UANA FOC !.

9. Si alguien le grita algo que contenga FOC responda FOQUIU TU.

10.Si pierde el pasaporte, detenga un policia y diga AI LOST MAI
FOQUIN PEIPERS.

11.Si se pierde en la ciudad, grite AI AM FOQUIN LOST.

12.Cuando se refiera a un tercero diga DE FOQUIN GAI OVER-DER.

13.Si quiere acostarse con una morenota dígale AI UANA FOC WIZ YU.

14.Si quiere acostarse con una rubia dígale JALOU, CAN AI FOQUIU?.
15.Si no sabe donde tomar un Taxi diga JAO TU GET A FOQUIN CAB?.

16.Si esta muy enojado NO diga REFOC, solo diga FOC varias veces(FOC,
FOC, FOC,...)

17.Si le quieren tomar el pelo pregunte AR YU FOQUIN MI?.

18.Y si estas instrucciones no le sirven de mucho...." Uat da foc YU uant?"

SPANISH FOR GRINGOS (Para que los Gringos aprendan castellano)

There's always something to learn or to try, many times you need to
say some phrase in Spanish, but you don't know how to say it, don't
worry, your problems have finished, if your are a gringo and you don't
know speak Spanish, we'll be helpful in your learning. For an
instance, we took from it some common phrases, just try and you're
gonna see the difference and how easy is to speak Spanish.

(léanlo en ingles, esta genial!)


1. Boy as n r = Voy a cenar = I'm gonna have a dinner

2. N L C John = en el sillon = on the armchair

3. Be a hope and son = viejo panzon = fat old man

4. Who and see to seek ago = Juancito se cagó = Little John is a
chickenshit. (jajaja.. coño que bueno)

5. S toy tree stone = estoy triston = I'm kind a sad.

6. Lost trap eat toss = los trapitos = the little rags

7. Desk can saw = descanso = (you) rest.

8. As say toon as = aceitunas = olives.

9. The head the star mall less stan dough = deje de estar molestando =
stop bugging me.

10.See eye = si hay = yes we have

11. T n s free o ? = tienes frio = are you cold?

12. T N S L P P B N T S O = Tienes el pipi bien tieso = you have an erection.

13. Tell o boy ah in cruise tar = Te lo voy a incrustar = I'm going to
insert it in you

My last day with my loved ones

I'm gonna miss you kids

I still have to go back on Monday to finish with the paper work and adding the final marks, but the most part of my job is done and I won't be returning next year.

This is the end.

Not even a day has passed and I'm already missing my children. Right now I'm covering myself with the t-shirt one of my boys gave me (it's huge because he is awfully tall) while listening to sad and moody songs. At least I have a ton of chocolates they gave me to help me deal with my sadness.

I still have no idea what I'm going to do next year, but I don't think I'll be able to stand working at a place like this school anymore.

Ahh...

I've learned so much in this past year that I feel a thousand years older and wiser. I think I finally got my wish of developing a bigger emotional background and now I can truly help my children in whichever aspect of their lives and needs. I still have many things to learn, of course, however now I know I'm prepared for facing the rest of my professional life with a strong smile and a sweet fist.

It's so strange that those guys at the ministry were right...They said the 'new' education had to be a two ways street: Teachers teaching students and students teaching teachers, and that's so true. Children teach you everything about life and you don't even realize that until it's too late. I wish we all could be children forever, I bet we would be a thousand times wiser.

Matias I'll keep your t-shirt forever. Thank you.

X'mas Time

But I'm still waiting for my presents

It's amazing the amount of students that came to me to tell me: 'Miss ***** help me please, I need 2 more points or I'll fail this year' again. So, what can I do but to try helping my poor beasts. Of course it won't be easy but at least I'll get lots of candies and chocolates for my good deeds. I was thinking about taking some oral exams because I have no time at all to grade more papers, God knows I've been working my ass off the last few weeks.

I feel sorry for those who are going to fail no matter how many points I give them, because they'll end up attending worse schools than the one I work in and that is really gonna make them behave even worse. It's not like their parents pay attention to their kids either, so it's like I'm hitting the wall every time I try to help a child. For example it took me 3 months to get a parent to buy a *photocopied* version of the book I needed to teache their kid *GRRR* (and they *do* have money!!)

In other news, today I got a X'mas card from one of my 3rd graders (awwww). I'm gonna miss my children so much! I'll always remember when one said: "Miss where did you get the operation to look so pretty?" (I swear my heart stopped for a second) or the
"Miss do you wanna marry me" or the "Miss!..." and then he would look at me, point me with his little finger and blow me a kiss.

I won't forget my 11th graders either, they were so lazy but they made me laugh so much. For example today a student said: "Miss they are the PA-JA couple! Pa for Pancho and Ja for Jaime" (Paja means masturbation in Spanish...so I couldn't help it but I laughed...hard)

I won't forget either when they pasted a giant penis on the roof, and when I asked the boy to take it down he took like half an hour before getting the courage to do it.

Ahhh..good memories

Oh! and my 10th graders...who didn't look like 10 graders at all! (Failing so many times 10th grade can do that to people *lol*) I was platonically in love with 3 of them *sigh* I think I was born too early ::cries:: One of them asked me to be his girlfriend during the final test and another student told me: "Miss do a King of Spain to him" so I told the kid "¡Por que no te callas!" I laughed so hard afterwards that I couldn't breathe.

I think I understand Barbra Streisand now...Meeeeemoriiiiieeeees...

Oh my GOD

or... OMG!!!!!

Today a 4th grade kid went Berserker on me! I'm still in shock.
The darn kid tried to destroy the class book (because I was writing another reprimand note about him on it) and of course I tried to stop him. The critter was so furious that he went out of the classroom, kicked the door open and made a *HOLE* on *IT*!!!! I swear!!!

Everybody was like 'THE HELL!!!' and I was like 'WTF?!’ Two minutes later my worse enemy came to the classroom (their head teacher) and she asked me 'Hey ******, what happened to Critter 1?' and of course I went all sweetheart on her (bitch) and then she said 'Yeah. That’s exactly what Critter 1 told me...' and then she told the boy to apologize to the whole class, but of course everybody was too shocked to try to understand what the kid was saying between all the sobs and tears.

I'll never forget his face, I swear I'm glad I'm leaving this school, next thing I know and this boy will try to kill me in a couple years...Jebus!



This is a picture of my student for if you are wondering about his looks (be grateful he looks happy)

My 11th graders are great

Even though they don't know a single word of english

Ok, it's being a long time since the last time I wrote. I've been so busy with my life that I really couldn't sit down and couldn't continue with this guilty pleassure.

Today my 11th graders had a soccer match against the last year students, and they won!!!!! waaah!!! I love these kids, even though they are spoiled rotten and never pay attention in class (and most of the time I wanna kill'em all) For teacher's day they invited me to have breakfast with them and they gave me presents and all. Well my 10th graders gave me presents too, and so my 5th graders... I felt so loved.

It's being really hard for me all these months, not only because it was my first real job, but because in the end my 'peers' (lousy bunch of bitches that's what they are, teachers...my ass) put me through so much shit that I had to sue them and all (yeah), I'll write down what happened some other day.

However, the good thing about all the pain I had to stand is that my students love me and I love them, and now I trully feel that I was born to be a teacher and that sharing our lives together even for a moment is a wondeful miracle.

I don't hate my 3rd grade anymore

But I do hate my 4th and 7th grade


My 4th graders are totaly hyperactive, they should all take some Ritalin, and I'm serious. They cannot stay still, or in their chairs for more than 5 minutes.

I hate them, I *so* hate them. I hate my 7th graders too. Bastards, total bastards. Today I even put on a show as if I were going to bring their head teacher to punish them for bad behaviour. Seriously, I got fed up of having to stand their attitude, and I think it worked since they got totally spooked. HA-HA, take that you bitches.

My 3rd grade...awwwwww, I think I learnt how I have to deal with them. Clear instructions, lots of games and love and lots and lots of songs.

Today one of my 10th grader students said I was pretty. I know he was laughing at me but it felt nice anyway...I'm such a loser, hahahahahaha.

I hate everyone...really...I mean it!!!

I hate everyone at my new school.

Yeah! I got a job..Yay, yay..ya...y. =_=. No fucking yay at me. I have no contract yet, I don't sign the schedule everybody has to sign in the mornings, I work 35 hours, I have 30 minutes for lunch time, but I have to split them in two. Fifteen minutes with my children, because yeh I'm a head teacher too, and that's the job of the head teacher ::rolls eyes:: and 15 for myself.

The other teachers are...well I don't even know them, there's this argentinian guy, kinda handsome, kinda ugly, hard to explain really. He says he teaches French but I only see him cleaning the school, whatever. Today he gave me a little chocolate because I was really pissed of with my little children (I have 40 of them, 7 y.o each, you do the math) so some other teachers who were around of course they began gossiping inFRONT of me about it, but I took no notice, I don't even care.

I have a 3rd grade, 4rd grade, 5th grade, 7th grade, 9th grade and 10th grade. So I get to see how the humans beings evolve during all the childhood process, and believe me when I say it's NOT FUN AT ALL.

My life as a headteacher began being a total nightmare. I had one boy who threw up the first day. Then I got two girls punching one another and today I got a note from the mom of one of them. She said she wants to see me AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Yadda, yadda, yadda.

My legs hurt_a lot_, I can't take a sit while doing clases because since my children are so young they can harldy behave. Screaming doesn't work *at*all*, they only hate you more. If you kiss one on the cheek, they all want kisses too. If you go to talk to a boy who is talking too much, then all the rest begins talking too. It's awful, and it makes it worse that they know nothing of english. I have no idea what the other teachers did the other years but whatever they did, it is not working now.

Fucking headmistress of the school, and fucking coordinators still don't get me the books I need to begin to teach, and they want me to hand them in my planning for the whole year this Friday. FUCK OFF!!!, I mean, I have nothing as in NOTHING to work with the little monsters and they are asking for plannings?!

I've decided I'm gonna print all the worksheets I have for the little bastards and begin working with whatever I think is the right thing. I got tired of waiting for motherfuckers to do their job right. They think that because I'm the *new one* they can treat me like shit, so EXCUSE ME MA'AM, but I don't give a shit about any of you.

Oh yeah, for the moment there's nothing good I can recall to talk about, so g'night.

My dear Friends

Today I finished writing my Dissertation in order to get my teaching degree in March, and even though I’m happy as hell for doing it, that’s not the reason of this comment.

I’m done with my Dissertation and I’m happy, but I am even happier that I realized I have the best friends in the whole world, and I don’t know what I did to deserve them. I have no words that can describe how thankful I am for having you by my side and being there for me when I needed you the most.

My dearest Joseph, without your help I couldn’t have written that huge paper. Your ideas and jokes kept me going, thanks for taking time in checking everything I wrote and explaining to me how to fix mine and my classmates’ mistakes. My soul belongs to you.

My dearest Daniela, thanks for giving me your support and waking me up every time I was going to fall asleep. Thanks also for asking your mother to help me even though I know she was tired after working all day long, your help was beyond words.

Thanks Pablo, without you I couldn’t have made all the graphics in time. Who would’ve though you silly thing were going to be such a sweetheart with me and even taking the time to call me to know how I was.

Thank you Josellyn for taking your time and asking when I could take my exam of Japanese, you took a burden off my shoulders. Thanks also for worrying for me and helping me to look out for a good job.

Lauren, thanks for taking your time and reading my Abstract, I know it wasn’t coherent…but it was 5 in the morning.

And finally, thank you Sharon for sending me those cute plushies which I received 1 hour later of finishing my work. They made my day even happier.

I don’t know what I did to deserve friends like you, but I hope someday I’ll be able to repay everything you have done for me. I love you guys and I’ll see you around soon for you never leave me alone, even when there’s no one by my side.

Women and Power in 2007

I woke up this morning wondering, why oh why we have a man doing a woman's job. No, the real question is, why don't we have a woman doing Jorge Pavez' job...?

On december of 2006 he appeared on tv saying he was so glad that after 28 years the goverment finally acepted paying the teachers more for having a professional degree.

Wait a minute

28 years?

Men are not meant for dialogue, they were born for action - with one or two exceptions, of course - and wars, and...watching football matches while we cook!

When it comes to arguments, we are the best. We know how to get things done fast and nice, how to get rid of the bitch next door if we don't like her, how to manipulate things in our favour, how to fight dirty in high heels and still look gorgeous!

So we have this Jorge guy who resembles Homer Simpson ,with just a little more hair, trying to convince the goverment to give us more money. If I worked on the goverment I wouldn't give him a shit! If I were Jorge Pavez I would ask my *WIFE* how to get us a good deal. No, even better, I would put my WIFE to do my JOB and I bet she would get us decent salary once for all. If we continue like this, next time we recieve money we'll see Comet Halley up in the sky and maybe one or two flying saucers...who knows. Damn you Mr.Pavez.

Now that we are talking about *looks* I'd like to say something, Chilean *female* teachers dress like hell. No, really, they trully dress like hell.
With their long skirts/pants, the awful make up, the ridiculous piggy tails, the same jacket and shoes they use every day, Blah!. What the hell is going on?! Is it because of the bad salaries?, (Uh oh, Mr. Pavez you again?).

No, I know that we have bad salaries but not as bad as to dress like a scarecrow 24/7.

I remember when I did my professional practice, my students *awww memories* used to love all the clothes I wore, and my shoes, and my boots, because YES! I used to change my shoes and clothes all the time! OMG THE HERECY!.

The fossilised female teachers should understand that looking great is also a way of showing our students it's cool to be a teacher. That is cool to help forming people, and that we are as important as any other professional.

Wearing nice clothes also shows love for the role of the teacher, and I don't give a damn if I sound like miss *Plastic* Hilton. If you look great, the girls will want to be like you, and the boys will er...want to be with you (in the platonic sence of course), the parents will respect you for they'll realise a TEACHER is teaching their kids, *not* a beggar.

So teachers of Chile, lets change Homer Simpson for CEO Barbie and lets get things moving, or prepare yourself for misery, 20 years of bad taste and disgusting piggy tails.

But what do I now, after all I'm mad.