Copacabana, baby!

A case of the Manuels?

I was very amused to see some of very basic footballing 'tricks' being copied this morning, with varying degrees of success...applaud the trial & error and not giggle at the tangled legs! One little kid (well, my mates are all tiddlers but this one is tiddlier!) is very good indeed - can read where the ball/team mates will go & move into the spaces vacated (while everyone else runs after the ball kicking each others ankles!). My mission will be to get him to use his left foot.

An attack of the Spanish Waiters to the sound of Copacabana! Bit bewildering, shall we say? Jackets matching the colour-coding of the classes. The Chief explained there is a 3-year theme rotation. I wondered who made the costumes?

1. Spanish Bullfighting
2. Brazilian Samba (this year)
3. Japanese (need ideas!)

I needed to be told their was a 'pirates' theme for the dances, but K sensei looks every bit the aerobics teacher she also moonlights as. The teachers nevertheless hold quick councils of war to fine tune & re-drill parts of the 'show'. Is it really necessary?

Learning our lines

C-sensei needed a gap-filler...provided her class with the sotto voce Hokey Kokey, sans clattering middle eight. Usually get boisterous boys knocking each other out/ramming the teacher at testicle height. Been there, done that!

Am thinking Primary Songs from CUP will provide me with ammunition as I try to find niches to be useful beyond impromptu sing songs. Think I will also need an ammo pack of paper cups, plates etc to get through the post-lunch boredom of felt-pens & play dough (my classmates are one or t'other inclined).

A-sensei realised her class was being especially rowdy today (but did nothing about it at the time)...and reviewed class rules as a group, sat, as she pointed out examples of less than stellar behaviour. Pity she missed my arms being pulled out of their sockets & my leg getting humped. Hardly in the mood for that but angelic Hiroko then delivered a neck massage right on the spot.

How's the gravel?

Megu, also with a sore neck (mine has been stiff since the day I started here) is my voyeur partner as our classmates actually do some sports practice. She's good fun, and we have a giggle by ourselves. A lap around the chalk track in 4s. The girl with coke-bottle glasses used her girth at the start to elbow her way to the front - and then they all followed her as she followed the nearest line she could see off at an hilarious tangent! 

As this was also unfunny, arm-hair pulling pain in the bum girl from lunch, I could see no reason why a belly laugh was not in order :)