A FOUL TASTE IN MY MOUTH
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He wears the cap, he wears the badges. It’s supposed to represent something, but what? Last night I was pulled over by a police man. He informed me I was speeding and showed me his speed gun saying 90km. I’m not sure how fast I was going but I estimate it between 70-80. I asked him what the speed limit was. He said 60. I said I was sure it was at least 70 along here. He said there is a sign back there saying 40 but the maximum is 60. He had trouble reading my documents, didn’t seem to know what to ask me for, and eventually found my name and started calling me Yonatan. He was then studying my Kyrgyzstan visa for a while. He kept saying we had a problem so I told him to write me out a ticket. He said he couldn’t do that, and that I had a problem because the cashier was closed at this late hour. He was just fishing for a bribe. I basically dared him to write me a ticket. He said we needed to fix our problem. Then he found my last name, and said Miller fix it. I said I only do things one way, the straight way. He said Miller, blyart, (which I won’t translate), get out! And handed me back my documents.
I wasn’t sure whether to be relieved that I had my documents back or to be disgusted at his manner and rudeness. He basically told me to F-off because I wouldn’t pay him. I drove on just feeling yucky. The uniform on the man says he should be one thing – an upholder of justice, and yet he gave me the exact opposite impression.
UTSIM
I guess in the education industry you have the constant reminder every day that the students are the real reason we are in this business. Every day we see kids smile, watch lights come on as something new is discovered, learn about their lives and share a part of our own lives. It is a blessing to teach these young people. We have students as young as 7 yrs old and up to 50.
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