First day of class

Wow...to be the teacher.  All the power. Haha! Don't worry, I'm a really nice teacher.  Mostly because I'm so nervous of messing up that I am so overprepared.  Well, that was not how my first day went, at all.

I was told what my class would be the night before; a TOEFL prep class.  This is a class to prepare students to take the TOEFL exam which most English speaking universities use to admit foreign students or non-native speakers. Yikes!  "Their future is in your hands!"  Thanks for the added pressure Gus.

So for past 3 days I haven't been feeling well.  Stomach cramps leading me to run to the bathroom every 30 minutes.  Last night was the worst.  I only speak 1 measly hour during the night plagued with severe stomach cramps.  I woke up at 9 and made my way to school.   I felt in a fog and my completely out of it.  I was given the rest of my schedule, 6 classes in all and 1 conversation 1-on-1.  I instantly felt overwhelmed and ready to run for the airport.  It seemed like everyone was on their game and little ol' me still didn't have a place to live and was fighting delirium.  Come to the rescue Lynne!!  She just took my notebook and wrote out my lesson for the class.  What a savior!!  I went to her apt for a quick nap and headed to class.  It went pretty well and I kinda went on autopilot.  By 8:30 I was ready to get out of there.  Now I know how my teachers felt.

But there you go! I did it, it's done and I have 3 more classes tomorrow.