Some Korean teenagers just don't realize what the word respect is all about . . . . . I was tired and not in the mood for a whining "sick" kid, who was playing with her cell phone, and mp3 player. Then the boss's daughter tries to rescue her and help her send a message or do something she shouldn't have been doing her phone. I was really surprised the whole building did not hear me. . . .
There's only two kids out of the six who actually understand me fully all of the time. It's called you are in the wrong level class. I am not sure why, but some of these kids still get to "level up", probably so their feelings aren't hurt, or their parents aren't upset. I think next week I'm gonna to write some phrase like this "You don't respect the teacher, your life will be miserable", or "Respect others and they will always respect you back". . . Only problem is that I'll have to write in Korean, since my older ones are a little on the uneducated side.
Happy Hump Day though. . . The late workout is kicking, so it's time to lay thyself down to sleep.
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