when most people think of preschool teachers, a woman in her twenties who pleasant, patient and sooooooooo nice comes to mind. well, that was my impression of preschool teachers anyway, until i actually became one.
apparently there's this war going on between the teachers in school and you're either on one side or the other. it started between two teachers who were bestfriends and then some other new teacher came in. now dubbed the "devil herself" by the others, she made up alot of intrigues that caused the two friends to fight, which therefore divided up the whole school into this really big mess.
it's a little retarded though, i must say. but everyone seems to be so into it. gossip, cold icy stares in the hallways, loud meant-to-be-heard comments, sabotages. there's even one girl who throws up whenever she sees the "devil" from the other side. and i'm not joking. she runs to the bathroom and pukes whenever she meets her in the hall. and i've seen it happen!! and there's a stolen videotape of them sabotaging the graduation ceremony of the prep class. i just shut up and listen to their stories but it looks like my "side" has been decided for me since i hang out with one group of teachers because i was assigned to them so naturally i'd form a friendship with them faster than with anyone else.
and preschool is supposed to be a happy carefree place! oh.. and they can really drink. haha. and one girl lives next to a weed farm in the province. she even offered to bring me grade A weed next time she visits her province if i really want. WTF! and on the other side of the spectrum is a really charming girl who's 27 and hasn't had a boyfriend yet and lives in fairytale land with her imaginary prince charming who'll materialize into reality someday.
i feel like i'm in some really twisted TV show.
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