I'm knackered

See, a year ago, not only wouldn't I have used such an expression- I wouldn't have even recognized it as English!

But after a year and a half hanging with Nadine, my British Ju-Jitsu instructor, I not only recognize British slang, but am even comfortable enough to use it from time to time;P

It was no easy task though, and the fact that Nadine is like the fastest talker in the whole wide world (and the most hilarious- throws a joke every 2 seconds) meant that most of my first month training was spent with me smiling and nodding dumbly and laughing 30 minutes after the actual joke!!

That's history now. Actually I'm now so used to hearing British at a rate of 7 words per second, that slow British is hard for me to understand!
And now that I actually hear the jokes, I'm cracking up the entire lesson. Man, I love class.

For a while there I thought I cracked the British code and will live happily ever after. Right.
Emma had to join class! I'm not even sure where she's from, but I'm guessing also England but a different part- she has a very different and strong accent that I suck at deciphering still!

We were putting the mats out for class today and they found a tiny rubber ball just laying there and started tossing it around. I laughed saying that I could swear I took the same ball from one of my students today (he was playing with it in class- delightful kids). So Emma goes like "Oh so you are also a teacher?". I told her indeed I was, at which point Nadine felt the need to tell her that I was an "embroidery and knitting teacher". Those who know me would no doubt find that an exteremely amusing thought!

So I asked her if she was also a teacher, and she said she was.
"What do you teach?".
I swear that's what I heard her say:
"bad language".

Do I even wanna ask?