I like (personality wise) all of my professors, except for one who seems to have it out for me. His name is M. Morin (not to be confused with Mr. Moron) and he seems to dislike foreign exchange students. My first day I asked him "Is there anything that I will need for this class?" like I did with all my professors. He just smiled and said "just paper for taking notes" (this conversation was in Franรงais, but you get the point). The next class rolls around and he starts the class by saying "alright, everybody take out you World Atlas, maps of Switzerland, compasses, rulers, calculators, and triangle instruments (the instrument you write with, not the instrument you play if your too stupid to play anything else). I was flabbergasted. "Crap!" I thought "Where did that come from?" he smirks a little bit as he approaches and demands "where are your materials Daniel?" I started a feeble attempt to explain my situation, which he crudely interrupted with a small rant about how "it just goes to show how Americans are unprepared ..." I couldn't understand what was gong on. I decided just to suck in the humiliation and move on, but he went a step further with talking to my homeroom teacher, telling her that I was insubordinate and refused to bring my materials to class.
The next day when my homeroom teacher demanded why I was acting up, I figured it best to just explain my situation, beg for forgiveness, and hopefully move on without further incidents. While I was doing my best to explain my complex situation entirely in french, a smile slowly grew in the corner of her mouth, which had bloomed into a full grin by the time I had finished. She basically replied with "it figures, he has had problems with exchange students before", and then she proceeded to tell me, that it was okay, I just need to be prepared for the next class, and that unpreparedness wasn't tolerated at this school. I just smiled and said "oui, oui, je compris" politely until the lecture was over.
As much of a nightmare as that sounds like, the rest of my professors are really nice, and understand the fact that I don't fluently speak the language yet. My profs of Maths et Histoire are really cool too, but they talk funny and its really difficult to understand them when they lecture. I really wish it wasn't so difficult, because I would really like to know what they are saying (primarily the history teacher on that one). I also enjoy my art and gym classes (the only classes I've really excelled at so far), because my profs speak relatively clearly, and are fun to be around. It also doesn't hurt when they explain something again when I don't understand. I really like my prof of English, (the fact that she speaks English is certainly a factor) but she is a good, fun loving person as well. She has a strong accent of Gruyere mixed with British, Australian, and a little bit of German, which ends up sounding like she is from the Netherlands(don't ask me why). Also My Homeroom teacher (also my prof d'Allemand (mein Deutchlehrer (my German teacher))) is a nice lady, who has a really good sense of humor and is willing to help me when I need it.
All in all, I am having a blast and I look forward to my next day of school! I know a lot what I write is really hard to understand, but that's because it's pretty much just my mind poured out on the internet, and I don't do much editing (other than a little spell check). I sincerely hope that it is still fun to read, make sure you invite your friends and get them to join! I'm losing the "# of Followers" race really horribly.
Signing off, but definitely not for the last time, this is Dan the Man Levitan saying, wow that was a really lame nickname.
That geography teacher could use an american blanket party. Lol. Just sayin! ;) chin up bro. And keep your mind on track and behave yourself. The experience will be much more enjoyable if you do. ;)
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