Tag Archives: Summer School

The Latvian Invasion

Posted on August 12, 2013 by BerLinda

Today was my last day off at the summer school, so I decided to ‘treat’ myself to a little shopping spree in Birmingham. After around thirty minutes of noise, filth, fatty-fighting and chav-dodging, I began to see the error of … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, Humour, Travel | Tagged Birmingham, Boobs, Children, clothes, Fitting Rooms, H&M, humor, Humour, Invasions, Latvians, Latvians in England, Personal space, shopping, Summer School | 49 Comments

The long road ahead

Posted on August 3, 2013 by BerLinda

This morning, I tested the new Japanese group that I’m going to have for my last couple of weeks here at the summer school. After I’d collected the papers, I asked one student: Me: How was the test? Him: Blank … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, Humour, TEFL, Travel | Tagged Humour, Japanese students, Summer School, Teaching English, TEFL | 21 Comments

Is nowhere sacred?

Posted on July 31, 2013 by BerLinda

Having played stairs roulette for two weeks in an attempt to break Hypochondriac Girl’s spirit (or legs), I realised that I was getting nowhere fast. Or rather, I was getting out of breath fast, but she just seemed to be getting faster … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, Humour, TEFL, Travel | Tagged Cultural Differences, English women, Humour, Inappropriate behaviour, Latvian women, Personal space, Privacy, showers, Squash, Summer School, TEFL, Texts | 39 Comments

Please, make it stop!

Posted on July 28, 2013 by BerLinda

OK Latvia, I’m sorry for all the things I’ve said about you. I miss you. I want to come home. My throat is sore from saying ‘good morning’, ‘good afternoon’ and ‘lovely day, isn’t it?’ to every passing stranger. My … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, Humour, TEFL, Travel | Tagged English people, Humour, hypochondria, incompetence, ineptness, obesity, oddballs, Summer School, TEFL | 65 Comments

Last Day in Latvia

Posted on July 9, 2013 by BerLinda

Don’t worry, I’ll be back. I’m just going to work at a summer school in England for the next five weeks. This has me feeling slightly nostalgic about my little life in Latvia. So instead of packing, organising documentation, cleaning … Continue reading →