What a strange week

Hello one and all,


I'm still living in the garage/shed/classroom in my host families house. The best part about this room that I"m living in is the fact that at night or in the morning I"m locked out of the house and get to pee in the yard... Also, their is the skin of some dead animal nailed to the concrete wall, I have no idea what kind of animal this used to be... I have 3 of them (concrete walls the 4th wall is a garge door)with a tin roof, so when birds or anything else land on the roof it sounds like I'm being attacked... And of course no room would be complete without metal bars on the window... My room is to be completed very soon though... Yeah right....

Moving on to teaching and things that just don't add up. The other day our first class had so many people in that there weren't enough benches for everyone. THat's right Standing room only for Travis and his spoken english class. I still haven't figured out yet how exactly I"m supposed to have a spoken English class with over 100 students in it.... Hopefully this maddness will stop in Janurary when the new sechdule comes out. If everything goes like I want it to I will be in charge of my own classes and teach 3 in the morning and each class will have 30 or so kids in it. Because after all everyone says I can do whatever I want so I'm going to call them on it...

Thurdsay I showed up to the college early because like the idiot that I am I didn't read look at what time I was supposed to teach. So after kickin' it in the teachers lounge for some time... These two students come up to me and start talking to me a little over excited and after about 5 min of this they ask me for my ideanity? Yes, that's right my identy or however you spell that (yes, I am getting dumber by the day here) I ask what they mean by ideanty and then they procced to shove some paper and a pen, it turns out they want my autograph... Yes, I am that big of a deal in the desh... Their is so much disclipine here that when I'm walking to class, students move to the other side of the hallway or catwalk as I like to call them (more on that in a sec) and stop while I pass... You have to see a photo of the school. It's built in a horseshoes, or a large U shape. With a courtyard in the middle Sidenote, lawmowers don't exist here, if you need to mow the law just grab a farm animal, I.E. goat, cow, or anything else that eats grass.... Back to the school, there is a large wall surrounding the school and a huge iron gate that I walk through eveyday. This gate has a doorman that carries a bamboo stick just incase anyone get any ideas.... What's even better is the iron bars on the outside of the classrooms. Ok, you know those outdoor shopping malls in the states, or strip malls?? Well, imagine the overhangs that you can walk under so you will stay dry when it is rainning... Those are fensed in much like a prision. The school looks just like an old school prsion... One can olny enter at certain points and everything I mean everything is barred or closed off some how.... Yeah, a really nice place to learn in...

Next up on our tour is family life. Mines pretty easy, my new family isn't as cool as my first host family, but they are super nice so I really can't complain. Right now my biggest problem is trying to figure out how I can do something on my own. Everyone wants me to teach English at their school/place and nowhere else. It has gotten rather silly, grown men are fighting over me like school childeren fighting over a toy. What's even better is that my host family is trying to make friends for me. This one kid who I found out is a brother in law or something is really trying to hard, within two hours of meeting him he wants me to make some life decision for him that is way to long to explain in an e-mail. ANd today he comes over and takes me to this other school that wants me to teach there. Then I am off to check my e-mail and he decides to come along for that and sits right next to me, to this I'm like, what are you doing? His comment "oh, you have a problem if I sit here/" I'm like yeah, their is no need for you to read my e-mail....This I know for sure, once back at home in the states, I will never hassatle a movie star or anybody like that, it happens to me daily and it gets old!! However I'm not saying that I still won't get star struck...

That will have to do for today install ment, I have to run... But, I will leave you with this... Last night we had some people over for dinner and after dinner my host father asked me to sit down he had something to ask me, "travis, would you be willing to share your bed with another man?" I reply, what? so he repeats and I say back, NO Travis house is for Travis only and walk off to my shed/classroom/garage or my house as I like to call it.