whoa

So, twice a week I teach a private class at a home. They are sisters 6 and 7 and a brother 9. These kids fart more than anyone I know. I mean.. a lot. Constantly. And they are always silent. Yesterday I was reading a book and the girls were sitting on my lap. All the sudden it smelled like sulfur. ..and I wanted to die. SO GROSS. I think it burnt a hole in my skirt.


Things are fine around here. I start summer school next week and I have to be here by eight thirty am. I am not looking fwd to that. Next year I´ve already decided I will be leaving at the beginning of July. It´s just too hot and I´ve gotten two migraines in the past few days thanks to the bright bright sun!