Today in class, Sherrill repeatedly confused the words “poco/poquito” and “chico”. That, or she’s been cooking a boy in her apartment.
After a nap, I worked on more lesson plans, taking occasional breaks to read on my balcony. I was able to finish Simulacra and Simulation by Jean Baudrilliard (postmodern philosophy fraught with nihilism and sci-fi-esque paranoia; thought-provoking, so long as you have a high tolerance for linguistic ambiguity) and I saw a bat, who made a few swoops under my alcove and hung out a couple feet away on the wall for a bit. Bats are cool (I have an affinity for all fellow nocturnal mammals), and I’ve never seen one this close (or still). That said, it was kinda small; I expected the bats here to be bigger. There’s certainly no shortage of giant bugs for them to eat.
In the evening I talked with my dad for about an hour and a half about various tools for teaching online. I’m feeling a lot better about upcoming classes now. There’s also a fair amount of teacher advice on Youtube. Of course, I’m also prepared to throw away everything I have and start from scratch after a week of classes, but that’s a next-week problem.
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