Despite my fears, though, and the monumental pressure my boss put on me, it turned out all right. I think the parents saw that I was a bit nervous speaking in front of them, and did their best to be a pleasant audience. In turn, they seemed very nervous to have to speak English to a native speaker who is (apparently) qualified to teach it to their children. Everyone was nervous, and so everyone wound up relaxing a little bit. Especially after I said a few phrases in what was pretty passable Chinese, which was a hell of a crowd pleaser.
So, all in all, it went well. I had good talks with each set of parents, and received a whole bunch of new ideas for working with their children. I'm not to the point yet where I really want to stay past the semester, but I am to the point where I'm feeling a little better about making it to February at all.
It's late now, though, and I should sleep before I get up to do it all again. Ah well, ah well.
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