Monthly Archives: February 2013

A week of relative peace passed. I began training the new Fran. His name was Marc and he was a tall good-looking man of 28. His sister had come to China to teach English and stayed one year. He followed … Continue reading →

The night before the negotiation meeting I had difficulty sleeping. I kept waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat thinking of things I could say and ways in which they should be said. I was … Continue reading →

By 9:00 p.m that night I was home and feeling relieved. The meeting had been good, the class I’d taught had been enjoyable, and I was thinking that perhaps the tide was turning and school would settle down. I sunk … Continue reading →

It was December 27, 2012. Fashion Plate was craving another power play, she’s got a huge appetite for it. Her lust for control, on this dark and cold day was the beginning of the end of my time at the … Continue reading →