My Spanish teacher it very nice.
I know, that really doesn't describe a person, but she is nice. Señora sat next to me as I waited for the nurse to come down after I had fainted. She didn't hold it against me and was truly concerned for my health afterwards.
Now, that being said.
She can....drag on. Her voice, especially during first hour, lulls me. I find I tune out way more then I ever have in a class. It's really sad because I enjoy Spanish a lot, but I'm just so tired.
What Not To Wear. She has some good outfits, but they just don't quite fit her. I also think some of them might be maternity outfits, like that purple big shirt that she wears with leggings. That's another thing, she isn't really dressing her age. Either too old or too young.
I'll finish on a high note. Friday I had a nice conversation (in Spanish) with her about The Tenth Circle (the book I had with me) and Jodi Picoult. She seemed truly interested.