Thursday, April 07, 2005

a little more about the senora Here's a little bit more about Senora Gloria Rodriguez Himenez: She was my hard-ass, bitch Spanish teacher for two years at this special PAT highschool (Program for the Academically Talented) back in the '80s (that my parents guilt tripped and strong-armed me into going to).  At first I really tried to keep up with the homework and the reading and other shit. But I hated the school so much and I hated teachers like Senora Himenez so much, that pretty soon I began to run out of gas, and my grades began to decline.  Senora Himenez bitched at me the whole way through my decline, asking me what my problem was and why I was not living up to my potential.  I think I got  the first F of my life in her class. Finally, I dropped out of the the PAT and went back to the normal highschool where my friends were.  I was so glad that Senora Himenez was out of my life forever.  At my new highschool I learned about fun and important things like drinking and going to parties and at least trying to get laid. Unfortunately, my academic career after highschool took another turn for the worse.  My first semester at FSU, I got four Fs and a D+ (in a film studies course).  After flunking out of college I came back home to St. Pete and lived back with my Mom and Dad. Since, I figured the only way I could get a decent job was through education, I enrolled in the local junior college and started taking all those stupid bullshit courses again. One of those bullshit courses was Spanish, and I took it at night.  I remember the first night of class I sat in the very front row, and wondered how hard it would be compared to Sra. Himenez's awful class at the Program for the Academically Talented.  Junior college seemed pretty slack so far, so I figured Spanish had to be easy too. Finally, the hallway door closed and I heard these footsteps coming up the aisle.  When the teacher was right in front of me, I looked up at her and gasped. It was Senora Gloria Rodriguez Himenez. 8:35:33 PM    comment [] making an example Here's a quick story before I go to work in the morning: I had a Spanish teacher in highschool that was a total bitch.  I mean, she was the example from which I learned what the word bitch meant.  Her name was Senora Gloria Rodriqeuz Himenez. If you didn't have you homework she would make an example of you in front of the class.  If you didn't know your vocabulary, she would make an example of you in front of the class.  If you didn't bring  your book, she would make and example of you in front of the class. Well, one day, for some odd reason, because I'm just like that, I decided to bring the biography of Walt Disney to class with me and read it secretly under my desk while Sr. Himenez was doing the lesson.  (The Disney Biography wasn't even for another class.  I used to take sudden interest in books like that and spend hours and hours reading them instead of doing my actual homework in some sort of nerdy rebellion.) Anyway, as you can imagine, Senora Himenez caught me reading my Disney Biography under my desk and decided to make an example of me in front of the class.  What really made it easy for her was the cover design of the Disney Book.  It had Walt Disney with a big smile, surrounded by all of the classic Disney characters (the real life one's where people are suffocating in 110 degree suits in the Florida sun).  So when Senora Himenez lifted up my book in front of the class, all everyone saw was Mini Mouse, Mickey, Goofy, Dopey, etc. The whole class burst out in laughter uniformly.  It was just like a scene from the Simpsons or the Brady Bunch, or whatever.  I'm sure I turned very red for a moment. Anyway, my bitterness over this incident made me all the more pleased when I found out that her daughter--who was very sweet and well liked--was brainwashed and taken into the folds of the Hare Krishna cult a few years later.  (I heard this from my mom, who is also a Spanish teacher). If only there was a way I could pick her daughter up by her shaved head and toga (while clapping a tambourine) and show her to a classfull of Sra. Himenez's peers.  I'd like to think they'd all burst out in laughter uniformly. 8:20:17 AM    comment []

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