Googling Cuba.

One of my students has a project due on Cuba. She was having trouble finding sites that would help her with the list of questions the teacher wanted answered.  She’s working in a second language, and words like “sewage treatment” mean nothing to her until she looks them up in her dictionary, or asks me. (“It means, what they do with their poo.”)

So I have, of late, become somewhat of an armchair expert for things Cuban. The vacation spots, the architecture, the old cars, the friendliness of the people. That kind of thing. Oh, and have had all the fun of trying to explain the US embargo.

I am not a political animal. I am well known for being utterly clueless about certain things (Like who our Prime Minister is) sometimes. Truly. My mother and brother used to grill me over the dinner table, and then laugh at my responses.

So I’m finding all this knowledge that must suddenly pour forth from my brain in  simple language, for a student to understand, highly scary.

Because I still hardly know a thing.

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