At the end of one of my classes on of the girls stormed out (everything was fine up until this point) went outside and then 2 minutes later came back upstairs.
She was fine again.
And just as suddenly as she smiled, she sat down in the middle of the floor, hugged herself and started crying like a little babay. This was nothing new the 1st couple of weeks of teaching. I made sure she was alright, while her friends made to leave (nice!) and she just sat there.
Crying. A cry that comes from deep within. It was a little scary. She's only little, but the noise was big.
After a few minutes I was still there, when my co teacher tells me "You have to put yourself in her shoes, she's the youngest in her family."
I almost fell over.
So, because she's the youngest in her family she can behave like this?
I wanted to scream "But I'm the youngest in my family. And if I behaved like this I would be slapped!" But I help my tongue.
I just don't get it sometimes. I swear!
Oh well, another day at the hogwan. And another week over! Isn't that insane! I've pretty much lost count of the weeks now! But I know I still have a fair few to go before I go home :) glad to have time to enjoy life!
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