Nooo!! NOOO!!!!

So, just as it seemed like I wouldn't get the chance to talk to her, there she was, same place as usual, waiting for the... I don't know what she waits for because she walks home.

But yeah, we got to talking about our Immersion Weeks, how our teaching went and such... and then... I took Steve's advice and pulled the question:

JESUS RAISED FROM THE DEAD! WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THAT?!

And... yeah, it was a really good conversation. But it reminded me of witnessing to the Mormons... ultimately, she believes that forgiveness is universal, and that there is no Hell. But we talked for a long time, and I walked her to the 11th floor, since she needed to drop off her Narrative Assessment... and then we talked more at the bottom of the elevators... and then she walked me half-way to the train station.

Gosh.

Life sucks.

Life sucks a lot.

So, before me I have two options. I can try and shake her off gently... because.... honestly.......... DUDES! she walked me to the train station almost!!

Or... I can continue having these conversations but avoid all possibilities of pursuing a relationship beyond friendship. She's pretty hardcore in her beliefs... I desperately need some Holy Spirit action.

But yeah... I was pondering if I should offer her a ride home, but... I was confused, and I didn't want to portray that I was interested, because, although I am, I don't know what to do. So I prompted to stop walking and we stood by the bio sci and continued talking. And when it was over, we said goodbyes and I let her walk an extra long distance home hahaha.

I felt pretty bad about it... but... I didn't know what to do!!

Anyway... my kids were great this week. I'm quite sad that Immersion week is over, and although I've had nothing but complaints about my Partner Teacher, I'm really going to miss him too. What you see to your right was a note he passed to a kid who wouldn't stop talking HAHAHA! Oh man... That's classic.

But one thing I've learned to appreciate about his laziness, was that I had complete freedom to do whatever I wanted, teach however I wanted to. So every class, I would do something different and experiment on what worked and what didn't. It wasn't exactly fair to the kids, as they got twisted out of their routine, but at the same time, I think they were a bit refreshed by it. One lesson I did that had a great impact though, was when I had my Pure10's play an Algebra game. I won't explain the rules, but along with it, I had them use colored connecting blocks (toys that you would use for an elementry class). I was afraid that the blocks themselves would distract them from the game itself, but it turned out perfectly! They were engaged in the material, they were learning kinesthetically, and the greatest thing was, they were kids again. Too many times, they try too hard to be cool, and too many factors force them to behave like "adults." But man, in that one moment, they remembered what and who they were. And that very moment defined my own philosophy.

So, kinda like how we had the course and instructor evaluations at University, I did the same thing with my kids, and passed them a form to give me an evaluation. I told them to be as critical as they need to be, and tell me where my weaknesses were.

One comment said: He's a HOT teacher, and makes math fun.

The problem was... although there was no name on it, I saw who handed it in. And it was a boy.

Damn it. I attract all the wrong people. Either very nice, but different faithed women, or underaged men.