I got a job.
C’est tres cool. treeeeesssss cool.
I work with an interesting demographic of people.
Some can’t talk. Most can’t read.
Some have Russian and English in their head. Others Spanish and English. Others Hindi and English. Others Telugu and English.
And me, I have English and French in my head. Although, French is the weaker muscle.
Speaking of muscles. . . it’s like when someone goes “I have huge muscles!” And you know then, right then, by this interaction that this person is not going to have huge muscles.
People with actually huge muscles just look like they have huge muscles. Just like walking around, you clearly see they use arm weights a lot. Like even if they are making photocopies, and wearing like a tank top dress, you just see that their biceps are very gigantic. They don’t like specifically tell you this.
BUT, if you hear someone say “Look! I have huge muscles” or “Want to see my super strong muscles?” Then you can prepare in your head “this person definitely will not have huge muscles.” So, when they pull up the sleeves of their school uniform shirt and you look at their arms, you can just say, “Wow! You do have strong muscles!” Because honestly strength is relative.
BUT, that person at the photocopy machine–if you said “Wow! You do have strong muscles!” to them, they’ll be like, “Uh? I’m making copies of the annual report for. . .do you have a work related question?”
And then you’re like, “Oh! No, I don’t. I’m gonna . . . go get Barb that . . . coffee.”
So with my new job: I have this (purple) conversation a lot.
My new job is that I work with children at an American Montessori school. I am an assistant teacher.
We speak English during the day, but there’s a lot of languages floating around.
This job sometimes requires me to sing.
Most people would say, “Based on your voice quality, I’d recommend you identify as a reluctant singer.”
But, ha! ha! I am not a reluctant singer. I am an enthusiastic singer. You’re welcome children who sit next to me and learn what “off key” sounds like.
And, so, one of the Montessori teachers at the school knows French really well and she is teaching the children a French Noel song: “Vive le Vent.” So, I to, am learning it. It’s not required for my job, but I’m pretty enthusiastic about it.
And here it is for you, mes amies!