I must have looked peaked because Lisa asked made me sit in the teachers lounge and asked me how I was feeling. Then the whole staff decided that I felt ill because we sleep with the AC on. Billy (my principal) told me that "it's not that hot" and that we should "just open the window." It's still between 75 and 80 degrees with 65-75% humidity at night. Also, the air quality makes ventilating unrealistic. Of course, instead of saying any of this to them, I agreed and promised to be a better silly foreigner. I love our school, even when they're basically telling me they think I'm ridiculous, it's in the kindest way you can imagine. They treat us like friends, where as in Korea, we often felt like pencils or software.
Because we spend twenty four hours working with kids over two days, our brains get stuck in kid mode. The songs we found aused this week just won't leave me alone. The words and melodies are in the background of every thought. It's incredibly distracting.
This first one isn't quite as hard to shake, but it is to the tune of "Do Your Ears Hang Low?" ...sort of.