My sons’ Spanish teacher has apparently given up, and the curriculum now solely consists of them watching Spanish soap operas.
Xavier: “None of us understand enough Spanish, so it’s just a bunch of gibberish, and then a dog runs away, and someone has an affair.”
Liam: “Don’t forget about the ghosts.”
Xavier: “Oh, yeah…and there are ghosts.”
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 
Not a damn thing more amusing than that. Well maybe reading your blog on the company’s dime. Close second.
Stick it to the man, Spa!!!
Burn out at the end of the school year… I so that! I’m there. Not making A’s on my last test or discussion questions this week but I have an A in the class so I’m not REAL worried but I am just D O N E!
I’m exhausted. I literally have a countdown on my board, marking each day as it passes.
Sounds like country western music to me… Watching soaps pretty much guarantees lowering your IQ. But then one could watch Jerry Springer. Is he still around? 🙂
I’m not sure… Maybe he should go back to being a mayor, or something.
That may be a harder assignment than it seems. I’ve lived around a lot of Spanish speakers for a long time, so I can sort of understand what’s being said (usually), but one of my favorite burrito places on MacArthur Boulevard used to have those soaps on a TV above the tables, and I never understood a single thing anyone said on that TV…
My kids have zero idea. I talked to a few friends who have kids there, and they’re reporting the same thing. I can’t imagine just watching Novelas all day, every day. Ugh.