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And that was that.

 I just finished my last class of the year. It was thoroughly anticlimactic- no gifts or goodbyes or banquets (makes me nostalgic for my more isolated kids out at Ocean last year who felt bonded enough as groups to want to organize end of year festivities).  My guys bounded out the door for the most part, leaving only a few keeners behind to ask questions about the term paper or upcoming exam.  It's funny: I'll miss many of them a lot and I'm feeling a bit melancholic but I'm pretty sure they really don't give a rat's ass. I'm trying to remember how much of a rat's ass I gave about teachers on the last day of classes.

Maybe they'll actually say goodbye on exam day.

Anyway. It's raining and I failed to bring an umbrella. It's fine though, as the rain is breaking up the awful humidity that has settled over Shanghai in the past fortnight. It isn't as swelteringly hot as last year but it's appallingly heavy and oppressive. The air is thick with water and filth. From our 16th floor vantage point, we can barely see the surrounding blocks and so much of those are encased in a fug of brownish haze. I sneeze a lot more than usual.

Oh! On a perkier note, my newish impersonal website hit an all time  high daily count of 129 viewers, which is piddly and sad compared to, say, blogs that people actually read but for me it's pretty damn good. My all-time best before that was 86. I averaged around 30ish. So yeah, 129 viewers yesterday was a big perk. I asked D. if it was him, checking it every ten minutes during his endless office hours, but he said no. He only checked it twice. Thus, 127 other people actually read my stuff yesterday. Or 126, if you don't count my mother.  Or 125, if you don't count D's mother (who somehow found my site on her own and is now apparently a big fan).

I'm back down to ten views today. Mustn't get hung up on statistics though.  I'm not exactly endowed with mass appeal (I use big words and reference obscure, inane things).

I'm going to go home and do absolutely fuck all. I'm done until September (well, aside from exams and marking).


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Jun. 25th, 2010 12:55 pm (UTC)
Until I got to college, I actively disliked most of my teachers so I was never sad to see the end of the school year. Thinking back, it's actually a minor miracle that my parents got me to go to college.
Jun. 25th, 2010 01:57 pm (UTC)
I had a few teachers before university that I was crazy about (I guess I was lucky) and several during university that I continued to go for drinks with after classes finished (am still meeting up with my 70 year old Chinese Art history prof whenever I'm back home) so I always kind of hope that some of my students might feel the same way about me. My Turkish students were good that way- half of my facebook friends are ex students who periodically write me beautiful notes telling me howe much they love me and miss me. Turks are lovely that way. My guys here...sweet but not sentimental at all, I guess...
Jun. 25th, 2010 01:59 pm (UTC)
Oh. That was me. My browser logged me out.
Jun. 25th, 2010 02:07 pm (UTC)
I guess it could be cultural? When I taught at the inner city, 100% Latino, 50% immigrant school my students got really attached to me. Now I'm at a very ethnically (and socio-economically) diverse school and while the kids like me (mostly), they don't get very close emotionally.
Jun. 25th, 2010 02:29 pm (UTC)
I teach mainly middle/upper middle class urban Chinese kids (and a few super rich kids) so it is pretty homogenous. They're nice and polite and well mannered and funny but I don't get the same vibe from them as I did from, say, my ex-grade-5 kid from 2002 in Kayseri who recently posted on my Facebook wall that the kids in his class still missed me. I do miss the Turkish emotions, even though they also killed me so often. China has been weird for me because it is much more stable on so may levels...but lacking in others. I haven't had the same intense connections as I did in Turkey. I guess people just click with certain culturs and not so much with others.
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