what happens when knives are in an elementary school in Ecuador (don't be alarmed, these are spendid silly incidents)
the first time: I saw la directora (principal) putting a large butcher/cake knife into her purse as she was leaving the office...strange.
Today, the 1st grade teacher left me with the knife/sharpener. All the kids were asking me to sharper their colored pencils, and at first I wasn't sure if I was doing it the best, but then....it was so much fun! SO I started sharpening everyone's colored pencils, until...it broke! :( The good thing about teaching in another language is when a word comes out that you wouldn't necessarily desire, especially for kids, they have no idea! fewwh. And when I apologized to the teacher about the knife, she was so sweet, "no pasa nada, esta bien?" (I still hope to buy her a new one!)
next time I saw a knife...today in the office when we were having cake to celebrate "el día del trabajo" as well as my farewell. La directora wished me luck and success and said I was a good person and she was happy for my time here. It was so sweet, and I understood everything, whew.
Then, one teacher, decided to cut and share the white chocolate decoration that was taken off the cake while cutting the pieces, the knife slipped and stabbed the cardboard and table. Luckily the glass table top wasn't damaged (and she almost let out a mala palabra as well hah...but in this case, we knew).
Okay my last encounter of these darn knives today, when the teacher was massaging her hand with a huge cake knife...again, strange.
So there you have it, today was nice and safe, full of knife encounters.
Wish me luck as I read a 15 page cuento of rich spanish literature. Si se puede....3 días más.
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