ah, those good ole days

got really confused at lunch today. most of the time, i eat in the classroom with students. i was talking to the kids around me, and that thing happened that happens sometimes. they all shut up and wouldn't say anything. i feel really bad when that happens because i don't know what's going on. they just shut up suddenly and it makes lunch kinda strange...
then, the teacher for that class came up to me and told me that all of the seventh graders were going to the gym for something or other and i could join if i wanted to.
huh?
i suddenly understood that i was eating with seventh graders. i thought they were eighth graders. i used 'eighth grade English' the whole time. i must've intimidated them a lot. they couldn't understand what i was saying and they didn't know what to do.
it turned out okay though because afterwards we all went to the gym and played dodgeball.
that must be the dumbest blog you've ever read.
or did it remind you of your good ole days in Japan?
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