First day of TEFL class

I was worried about waking up super early to get to class on time (starts at 8:30 am), but I was up at 6 due to jet lag; I haven't been awake at 6 on my own free will since I was a toddler. I hit the streets to get some banh me chun (fried eggs on a roll with veggies and spicy pepper) and ate my breakfast en route to school, meaning I was chowing down on the back of a rickety motor bike with an equally as rickety man driving. Class was long but incredibly helpful. We learned a lot about certain things that can and cannot be done in a Vietnamese classroom. For instance, you cannot point at a student, or else they think they are being reprimanded for something. Also, you cannot maintain extended eye contact, for it would be too intimidating. Ironically, our teacher was bearing down into my soul with her eyes, I guess she was establishing dominance or her position as alpha-teacher... interesting little hierarchy going on. The second half of the day we had a class taught to us completely in Thai, so we could get a feeling of how it felt to be completely lost in a foreign language class. Throughout the conversational Thai lesson I started to feel bad for my future students, it's extremely difficult to learn when you don't understand a single word of the language. It definitely made me question my potential capabilities as a teacher, so I guess we'll see. I actually have to do homework now, and it has to be handwritten in an effort to improve our board-writing skills. We wrote some stuff on the board today and, well, mine was looking pretty bad. So it's definitely essay writing time.

Oh, and I bought some shampoo that isn't black.