Teaching 'responsible' young people

Argh, we have a blog to run! I almost forgot it with everything going on these days. Oh and my time is running out, I have to go to sleep soon. This might be a quick, I have warned you know dear reader!

The thing I'd like to complain about is one of the other classes from my year group or whatever it's called. It's a sad fact that I still have PE, and it's even sadder that I have to 'work out' with another class which is filled with people I rather much dislike. I don't want to sound evil but they're simply not my kind of people. Anyway our teachers thought it'd be a could idea if everyone tried to teach each other (meaning the teachers don't have to do anything while the students teach). Because of this I had to sign up to be a teacher for a day and teach 20 people about the beautiful way of playing badminton. So I planned stuff. I taught my fellow-teachers how to play so we (four girls) could teach the rest of the team. Long story short it all started out okay. I taught them the basic ways of holding the racket and I taught them the rules. Everything was going as planned and after 40 minutes we had reached the last point of my to-do-list which was a game called Champion. It's a rather simple game really. You have to win a match (you play one ball) and if you win you move to the next court. If you win enough times you'll reach 'the top' where the Champion is standing. You have to beat him, get two points, and then you can call yourself the Champion. If you lose, you start from the beginning. Eitherway the other class decided that they wanted to start at all the courts, instead of starting at the first one because then they'd have to wait. Fine, I was angry with that decision but I lead them. Because they did say: "We're 18-19 years old, we know how to do that." And now dear reader, do you think they did? NO, they didn't. (They had no clue of what they're were doing, because they hadn't listen to my words). I was pissed so I had to call them together so that they could play it my way. I snapped at one of the annoying girls and they played it the way I wanted. Did it work? Yes, it did.

But what's my point with telling you all this? Well I'm disappointed. Oh and I was furious by the way. I yelled very loud the following (no translation, that'd just scare you of): "For helevede I ånssvage mennesker!" and then I kicked the wall of the gym. I realized my PE teacher was looking at me but she understood my fury so she promised she'd talk to them. But it still pisses me of (excuse my language) that people in the age of 18 or more doesn't respect each other. I had the teacher-role therefore they should at least try and listen. They know it's going to be their turn following week and I'm sure they'll go home as angry as me if they meet a group of students who doesn't give a flying cow about what you have to say.

So yes I'm disappointed. Very much. Disrespectful people. At least I can smile with the thought about that it wasn't my own classmates who acted this way. They actually listened to me - I'm forever thankful for that! Finally I think my anger has disappeared. What a relief. I might get some sleep now. That was all!

- Sille