3.Oct.09 (土)
I work in a submarine. Not really. But it feels that way sometimes. I work in a language school with just over a dozen teachers and 4 staff, two managers (1 English and 1 Japanese, in case you're wondering why 2). The teachers' room in tiny. To call it a lounge would be laughable. It is filled with three small sofas, a stack of lockers, a fridge, big garbage bin and equally big recycling bin, shelves of teaching material, and best of all, people. Lots of people. People from different countries and different backgrounds very different personalities. All in a tiny little space, all trying to get their material, plan their lessons, eat their lunches and whatnot.
Most days it works out OK. We are all relatively amicable people. But Saturday especially puts a strain on everyone. It is our busiest day of the week, so all teachers are in (except two) and all teachers are busy. I usually teach 1 lessons on Saturday (5-lunch-6) but some teachers do 12. We only have 5 minutes between lessons to change gears and figure out what's next. And having a dozen people in a room built for five is stressful. So i like to think of it as our submarine. Like the crew of a submarine, we are under pressure and we all have to find a way get along just enough to survive because there's just nowhere else to go. Then 6:15 rolls around, the last lesson ends, and we all head out to grab a breath of fresh air. And maybe a drink.
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