Me and Sandy

Here are a few little snippets of my new Sunday student, and now great friend, Sandy:

Sunday afternoon. My student Sandy gets dropped off by her husband at my apartment for her weekly English class. Inside the car is her seven year old daughter who peeks out of the back door window to take a look at her "mommy's English teacher" which she hears about at home so much. After looking at me with a very puzzled face while I waved "hi" and made small talk with the husband she says aloud innocently: "Mommy, your teacher is a teenager. Are you sure she really knows English? Sure doesn't look like it!"

At that very instant I felt a great enveloping surge of relief just by the thought that I was many light years away of having a child of my own. Poor Sandy, she looked like as if she could dig a hole and jump straight into it! 

If that wasn't enough for Sandy, next week brought a new surprise. It was Easter and the chocolates were just pouring from left to right - and the extra pounds as well! 

Sandy: Hey Christy...I have something sad to tell you... *abashed face*

Me: What is it Sandy?

Sandy: Well, since it was Easter I bought you a beautiful chocolate egg.

Me: Oh, you shouldn’t have!!!

Sandy: Yeah, I really shouldn't have. 

Me: Huh?

Sandy: You see...I put the chocolate egg inside the freezer and today when I went to get it to bring it here I found out that my daughter ate your egg. I am sooo sorry!!!!!!!

Me: *bursting out in laughter* Your daughter is quite the rascal, eh?! Don't worry, believe me, she has done both herself and me a favor! I got more chocolate than I can handle eating...remember, I do have 38 students – and now do the math...noticed my extra little pounds?!

Sandy: *sigh of relief* 

One of my first classes with Sandy:

Me: Go ahead and read this story please.

Sandy picks up the book and starts reading a short story. All the while I write down some homework for her to do that week when all of a sudden I hear her say loud and clear in the middle of her reading: "pussy".

I all of a sudden jump up from my chair and exclaim: PUSSY?

Sandy: *with the straightest face ever* pussy...

Me: PUSSY???!!!

Sandy: Yes...pussy!!!

I grab the book from her hand and go straight to where her finger is pointing. 

Me:  PUSHY!!! Not PUSSY!!!

Student: Yes, and...???

After explaining the BIG difference between "pushy" and "pussy" we both burst into laughter.


Another Sunday...
Me: Sandy you have to see what I just bought the other day!!!
Sandy: What?! Do tell!!!
Me: I made a little visity to the sexy shop! *big enthusiastic smile*
Sandy: Wow! That sounds cool...
Me: Here let me show you what I bought.
I fished out some new lingerie, pleasure balls and a new gel a student of mine had told me ALL about!
Sandy: What are these???
Me: Okayyy...don't tell me you've never seen pleasure balls?!
Sandy: Nope! Never have...
Me: But you have been married for what, 10 years? It can't be possible you've never seen pleasure balls.
Sandy: It's true. I haven't. Now stop acting surprised and explain exactly what these little colourful balls do. 
Me: hahahahha...okay, listen carefully.
10 minutes later...
Sandy: I feel like I need to go do some shopping as well...a nice good visit to the..., what do you call it really?
Me: Sexy Shop! *Big smile on my face*
Sandy: Okay, I hate to be rude but...with who are you planning to use those colourful balls?
Me: *Smile fades* Well, that's not what matters. You see it's not about with who I am going or not to use them with - because as you know for now that person doesn't really exist - but it's more about the good feeling you have knowing that whenever that person does appear - which is the last of my concerns - I will have a nice little stock of great items to use as I please! 
Sandy: Humm...good thinking. And now to the main subject: I need to buy some too!!! HELP!
The very next Sunday...
Sandy: *Looking absolutely radiant* Hi Christy!!!
Me: Hi Sandy! Why, you look happy!
Sandy: And all thanks to you!
Me: All thanks to me?!!!
Sandy: Those pleasure balls...WOW!!! I'm going to start stocking them up myself now...they just worked wonders! Hum...still get the shivers just remembering...
Me: Glad to have been of help.
Sandy: Oh, and by the way...my husband thanks you...profoundly!
Me: Hahahhaa...I bet he does!

This last Sunday it was my turn to turn a few shades darker - and still get a little wake-up call! I had worked extra-long hours, was exhausted and couldn't imagine how I was still going to give six long hours of class that day. The week had been great, great progress in my work had been done and goals had been achieved - but in addition I hadn't done much anything else - which included taking care of my own personal life and doing all those many little things that make us women the vain creatures which we just love being. Somehow, with so much work, I had thrown everything else to the wind.

My hair looked like a pile of disheveled hay, I hadn't gone to my weekly manicure, eyebrows were also past their due date, dark eye bags under my eyes and a long plain dress just added to my extra special messy look. Not even five minutes of class had passed when Sandy looked me up and down, thought for a moment or two (most likely trying to form her phrase correctly) and suddenly blurted out: "Teacher, since when are you a wastebasket?!!!" ("wastebasket" - she loves that word!).

Her funny and honest little observation made me laugh and soon after thank her for her honesty and creative way in incentivizing me to literally run to the nearest beauty salon for a full body makeover.

That's what friends - and students - are for!