Wroking with people whom do not want to work.

If not the most frustrating activity on the planet it is certainly more annoying than trying to read War and Peace to a group of ESL students from Taiwan whom roll their L's into R's; ("Deck the Har's with bows of Horrrry! Fa Rah Rah Rah Rah, Rah Rah, Rah Rah!") as well as place a great deal of emphasis on not being the ones to instigate learning.
I work with students who live and are bred in a culture that demands the utmost of production and perfection with the least amount of learning I know. Taiwan, or Chinese Taipei, has becoming a breeding ground for moderate everything other than excess. I grow weary of the carbon flakes nestled in the sweaty folds of my red neck. Making their nest my dermis post a purging of the exhaust from an unfiltered, under-clutched diesel Nissan load hauler.
I grow tired of the way I am looked at as a commodity to be bought and paid for. I never realized what it would be like to be that Rib-Eye cut, suffocatted and itching to be free from the refridgerated Hades where the scorching eyes and spit glistening fangs of hungry admires wait for the Yes/No.
I do not like being in a place where the entire book of learning, not matter what the case is based solely on a teachers ability to get students to cram. Use Threats. Use Rewards. Up until 8 months ago, Use a Cane. I would like to be in a place where ideas and creativity are flowing. No matter the level of education or the level of knowledge, the ability to think clearly and lead to the development of, at the very least an opinion, is what I am longing to be around again. I have been sitting in my room and the library, and other places trying to insipre myself to learn Greek and Hebrew, brush up my Old and New testament knowledge. And I now realize that the reason for my lacks and failings is that I have not been able to because self learning is like the earth surface of Saturn.