Yee-Haw

I teach grade 7's on Friday mornings. At the ungodly hour of 7:40. When I walk into the first class my eyes are still puffy from sleep, and I'm sure on at least one occasion I've still had drool tracks inexplicably placed on my face. Actually, no, I take that back. I don't drool in my sleep. No, I really don't.

Anywho, the point I'm digressing from, is that I have complete free range when teaching these kids. I'm pretty much a guest lecturer and since I only see them for 40 minutes a week, I like to make it fun.

Tomorrow I'm going to start talking about the major events and things to do in Canada. Starting with the Calgary Stampede. I have no idea why I'm starting with an event I've never been to and actually know very little about, but I think it'll be fun. It'll be fun to look at the pretty pictures of the horses, anyway. And the pretty pictures of people being thrown 80 feet into the sky.

And then - because I love to make my students wonder if I'm on drugs - I'm going to teach them how to line dance. Except that I don't overly like country music. So I'm gonna teach them how to line dance to Lou Bega's Mambo No. 5.

This meant I had to spend the last 3 hours teaching myself how to line dance. Well, teaching myself and then perfecting it to an absolute T. Seriously, the next club I go to I'm requesting Mambo No. 5 and I'm totally gonna wow people.