After twenty minutes, when the children were sufficiently "fooled" and I learned not to react to them, proper teaching could begin. Here I have to slip in front of the teacher again. I don't know if I will ever have the patience for this job. When Emilek asked the same question for the twentieth time, I wanted to explode. Not the teacher, however, she lovingly repeated it to him again and drove on.
I don't know if I will ever have the patience for this job.