Forget intense, that's fukking scary! In which african country you teach again,!? 'cuz I must've missed that.
Nope, can't be Africa, those poor, well-intended people would rejoice at the opportunity of being taught new information, both scientific and nonscientific, they would consider it in itself entertainment! So you can't possibly be in Africa.
I do not teach. I consider it simply too boring and under payed altogether, but I do admit in some cases, some domains of teaching like literature I would find most attractive because the dimensions you can rise into a person by fueling his/her imagination about the multitudes of reasons another person fictional or not would do or think or be the way he/she is. Science I think would inspire me less, but not by much. I imagine myself stating that gravity is nothing more than a stretching of space inwards, towards the planets core, the very reason we are pressed against our feet witch in their turn are pressed against the ground, and the air is pressed against us layer by layer being called atmospheric pressure, and gravity it's just one of the multitude of forces that help our Universe stay together and not just fall into itself, or out of itself. But as I always say, it would be bit redundant saying about the same thing over and over again till I myself would get bored by myself.
But more than anything I imagine I would tell my students that it is true they should enjoy what's left of their youth as much as they can because you can never know when it's going to end. Not necessarily in death, not as much the body as the emotional axis which through our lives gets pushed and torn much more then gravity ever can by our deep, sad, frighting experiences ever mounting into an ever scarier world that we face and that shapes who we become. Let's take me for example. As I grew forced to as everyone is through life, because we can not remain children for very long, my emotions got distorted, even slayed at the point most of the time I may not care weather I live or die, but then, when I became such a person, filled with sadness and fear, no longer able to feel any joy into my day to day life, I... and I say this with utmost truthfulness, I use information to keep me going, to save me from my sad self. And it's not like I have the information to build a mechanical hand or robot, or even know how to hijack one of them built by other people, it's something much more basic, much more important: I have at my disposal the required mental expansion, imagination capacity and raw information to build myself, in myself a better world, a world I can live in my own mind, regressed by choice out of the real world, out of the oppressive world everyone else is forced to live in. Let's leave me out for a moment. People..., you do that sometimes by the means of a book, or a TV show, or a story told by someone older, or something you find in your phone googling "ass monkey hit by tornado" or whatever; but without a true engagement, investment in information you as you are won't be able, forget the ability to create your own world, but won't be able even to understand what the fuak that TV show is about, not to mention a book or a poem. Most what you can do is laugh yourself off like an idiot and that resumes everything you get from it, nothing more, nothing that can shake your boots off, nothing that can make you say "I AM ALIVE, I know that now". A goof laugh at the very most and then you'll fall dead again. You don't even know it but you miss most of what other worlds are about because your defiance of information at a time your emotional axis is still complete, is still safe and healthy and at the time you had not just the opportunity, but the privilege to expend your mind. Not for today, but for a darker, much more sad and lonesome day of tomorrow. Information as in knowledge is the mistress that gives you purpose and force of life inside your own world, when solitude and the lack of options knock you down into the common one.
You know, shit like that I'd be telling kids every day. Mostly because my world revolves around me enjoying me speaking, regardless of who's listening, having a kick out of it. But that's how I take my emotions back, I get myself healthy again, I fuak the despair, and the loneliness and the sadness and the lack of options right in the but and I am profoundly rejoiced I can taste what's best out of any worlds, and most of all, out of my own.
(I say that now because I am not under the duress of actually having the duty to talk to children, if I'd be, I'd succumb to it and I'd suck as much as I'd bore myself)
And that's my advice to you too, not just to children, regardless of how scary something is, like the institutionalized, depraved world we live in a.t.m., have faith that your ability to ignore it and mind your own world(s) is far greater than it's ability to scare you.
I don't think we are heading into a disaster tomorrow children wise, because as much as many
will suck and be great only at being incompetent and ignorant, some
will excel far more then the average Joe of today, just to spite those who are their opposite!
) I mean, there's so much information now at hand, children with love for knowledge will not go extinct and they will lead us into a better tomorrow herding the rest as they go, I honestly believe that.
That being sad I wish you good luck in finding a good job, we can't make it into the next year, maybe sometimes not even into the next month if we don't have a job to put food on our table. Yet again we can't make it also into the next tomorrow if we're afraid we're gonna go broke or starve. So balance is the key, fear is the enemy, prudence is the guide.
So what's a dick then!? (some defying child would add to mockingly question what I just said)
A device to make future completely opposite from nerds children suck as yourself. And I wouldn't take it as a compliment. (I would reply)
If I bored you, rise your hand! Only those of you who read all I've written here count.