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hey all. no real reason for a blog, but i just wrote a very museful email, so thought i'd share it...
>>>>>>>>>>> "i've just discovered quite how difficult it is to explain sex. ed. to a 40-year-old teacher who thinks that love is wrong and sinful (and has to cover his ears at the mention of the word sex. oh dear). oh dear. much screaming and shouting and shaking of small but inquisitive teenagers by the neck until they cry, all culminating in him storming out of the office vowing never to come back.
"although he does that most days, being that i'm a girl and i'm his boss. <sigh> am muchly looking forward to the uk, raargh.
<<ps. side note on cat bonds, or "catastrophe bonds", which are basically issued against disasters eg. the twin towers (apparently the q of whether it's one or two incidents potentially will cost - or save - investors billions), hurricane katrina and the tsunamo. a crazy old world this:
"didn't know UBS had gone in for cat bonds too, it's interesting. it was a guy from Swiss Re that was speaking to us, he was saying that they've just negotiated a parametrical insurance scheme for the Mexican government for any natural disaster across the whole country. i was chatting to him over lunch and he was saying just how much could be made off the back of cat bonds (high risk and all, as they are). was also talking about donor leverage too - an interesting idea but not quite sure of the ethics of such investments (from a donor NGO side). hmm. plus i promptly forgot exactly how it works, damn my lack of financial understanding!>>
"i'm busy desperately buying presents (although i think i won't have enough!) and kicking my nemesis out of the office everyday for either
i) calling me an idiot, a fool and a cockroach (at least he's got the tricolonic crescendo going. and he looked so disheartened when i laughed instead of getting upset!)
ii) attacking small children
>> I was going to write something else (i think), but got interrupted by said small children all piling into the office. one of them (sagar, he's the big evil looking one in one of my photos) runs towards me holding a bit of cloth... 'miss, miss look what i've got!'... shoving a bit of cloth soaked in solvent towards me. apparently some man gave it to him. f***ing hell, solvent abusers at the age of 13, they don't ever have a chance. and bloody udai bhan kicks them out because he says "they're naughty". raaargh.
ANYWAY, there was some reason i was continuing to write but i've forgotten it now! lots of love and see you very soon.
much love a harried-present-buying-jess xx
ps. i worked out how you solve the sex.ed & conservative teacher conundrum. kick him out and give them a guide in hindi to read. seems to work for me!
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