Hopefully this ain't no honeymoon

I figured it's about time I write a little excerpt about my job.  If you didn't know, which I hope you do, I came to live in Paris to teach English in primary schools and...I love it!  I actually can't believe how much I like it, it's kind of revolting in that 'Ew, how can anyone be that excited about their job kind of way'.  The kids are so adorable and so excited!  "Regarde! C'est le prof d'anglais!'  They try so hard to say things that seem almost impossible for them to say.  Par exemple:  three, Thursday, this, frog, gorilla, purple...see the patterns?  lol.
Anyways, I love them and I love their enthusiasm.  I feel sure that the hardest part of teaching must be to get your kids excited about what they're learning.  I seem to have lucked out and been handed classes full of les enfants surexcités.  Et j'aime bien. 
It also helps that the teachers are awesome and involved and make the lessons work.  I work at 3 schools in the banlieu (the suburbs...except suburbs in french doesn't have the same connotation as in the states...It's interesting, rich people here live in the cities and the poor live on the outskirts, quite the opposite from the word's meaning in America).  I digress.  Je veux dire that in the poorest school I have the most problems because the teachers are not as involved in the lessons.  I teach moi-même.  It's cool to know that I can.  Keeping kids focused is definitely a skill I have not mastered, I have enough difficulty keeping myself focused.  Clearly.
My main school however is awesome, all my colleagues are great.  La chance.
So, today I am thankful for my job, oddly enough.  Didn't see that one coming.