Total Tit.

This past week I have been helping to train up 120 people from across the English-speaking world, to then send them out to English camps across Italy and essentially make total arses of themselves for money.



I realised this as I stood in the centre of them one afternoon, all of them ready in a circle around me, singing a song about a tea-drinking penguin. "Have you ever seen, a penguin drinking tea?" I sang, and they watched me, listened to me, and then repeated it all back to me. "Well take a look at me, and a penguin you will see!" I then preceeded to flap both arms, both legs, stick my bottom out and hang my tongue out of my mouth before repeating the song all over again so that they could do the same.



This morning they all left to various English camps across Italy. The Penguin Song is going with them.



This is the best job in the world.

Comments

  1. P6 June 2010 at 11:32

    It's official - you have too much power. ;P

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  2. Laura Jane Williams6 June 2010 at 14:17

    Ha! Yeah... I never thought of it that way! x

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  3. Bethany Mason7 June 2010 at 01:17

    OMG - I love the penguin song - only because I had to sing it for 2 years in my drama course at college. The best part is watching everyone else!

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  4. Calum Karczewski7 June 2010 at 05:37

    I love this, but Bethany Mason sadly ruined it - sorry my love!

    I thought you had invented the penguin song, that would have been pure genious! - I've spelled genious wrong haven't I...

    Laura, you quite possibly have the best job in the world. x

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  5. Anonymous7 June 2010 at 14:09

    Penguins, attention!!

    Penguins, at ease.

    I AM SO JEALOUS.

    I hope you are teaching them well, Maverick. This Goose wishes she was there next to you moving those reluctant tutor's arms and embarrassing the hell out of all of my ancestors. <3

    Chelsea

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  6. Camille10 June 2010 at 14:11

    too great. i am off to youtube someone singing and acting out this song...

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  7. Laura Jane Williams13 June 2010 at 04:27

    All- I suspect video material might follow.... I can't not, really, can I?!

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