I Survived the Terrible Plague

The Horseman of Plague rode though the school this week, claiming a score of victims with his pestilent touch. It began, as far as I perceived, among the students and it first began affecting me when the teachers began falling. Multiple classes where missing their primary English teachers, and I had to work with substitutes; volunteers from the high school and interns who wanted to exercise their English. It was no great hassle, as I can conduct the class mostly without aid, and they did translate for me when needed.

But then, my voice was stolen. At first I believed the demon to be over-use. After all, I was talking above scores of children in a dry atmosphere, and my lesson for the week was about sound and song, requiring me to speak more often and at greater volume than usual. However, upon the break of the third day, I knew I was suffering no normal sore throat. I too had succumbed to the dread disease.

The first symptom, the sore throat matured slowly, gradual impairing my performance as I told kids about sounds and how to describe them. In the beginning, I simply didn't sing along when the lesson came to the musical portion. But as my condition worsened, I lost the ability to imitate the sounds I talked about.

Almost as soon as I moved on to my six grade classes, which thankfully did involve music, another symptom manifested; a runny nose that seemed inspired by Poseidon himself. Though it did not significantly increase my encumbrance, as the sore throat persisted, it did affect my life outside of school. I possessed naught, but paper towels to thwart the flow.

In a sick twist of irony, I next became exhausted by the lethargy of the ill, too tired to run errands. I made due with the paper towels and frequented the restaurants across the street for my meals, but I could not bring myself to trek to the supermarket to buy anything else. Fortunately, it seemed the fatigue was not a symptom of the disease, but of the healing afterwards, and it only lasted a few days, marking the end of my illness. And because it struck at the end of the week, it did not interfere with my ability to educate.

And at last, I am healed!  I battled that harshest fiend, the illness that preyed upon me, and I emerged victorious, not even allowing it to interrupt my good work. Over today, all my symptoms have ceased to bother, and I made a much needed trip  to the market to replenish my rations, including my crucial lifeblood: Mountain Dew. Energy restored, Green Dew replaced, and fresh week ahead, I am ready!



Yeah, so that's why this post is a couple days late.

Fortunately, I took a video of a class from just before the plague struck, so you guys can finally see me in action! Unfortunately, it is too big to fit in this album, where I keep everything else, and Blogger won't take it, so I'll have to figure something out, like cutting it down perhaps.But I'll let you know what's up with that on my next post!