I was to teach a very confident seven year old boy, we went upstairs to his round play room and he told me he wanted to just read for half an hour and that we would then play. His play room had more toys in it than a small toy shop.We read, then he led me down a big marble spiral staircase to his indoor football pitch. We played soft football, then ping pong, then snooker, then darts. After an hour or so of games, he said he wanted to draw, so we went back up to his play room and drew pictures with dot-to-dot. He asked me if I was hungry, I said yes, (I am always hungry) so he phoned down to the kitchen and a maid quickly came to us with a big tray of freshly made cakes and fresh tea, we ate them in silence, while he drew more pictures. After eating, he coldly announced that he wanted to play Nintendo. So he played Nintendo, while I watched, he did not offer me a go, which annoyed me, I felt like one of his many big teddy bears sitting next to him on the bed, looking ahead without a word or a sound. A silent friend without an opinion.
After two hours, the time was over, I said goodbye and the driver took me back to the city. I was paid very well and it was an experience I will not forget. I enjoyed it. I have spoken about wealth before here in Moscow Russia, but now I have seen it with my own eyes. The young boy I taught (if you can call it teaching) was very confident, in charge and very matter of fact about everything, he was years ahead of a seven year old boy in behavior and personality. I found it a bit disturbing. He had no smile and just seemed to function, perhaps a symptom of his situation. The house was beautiful, big and surrounded by Forest where the air was fresh, sweet and clean. It was good to breath in fresh air outside the city. The work was fun, easy and very well paid. Please can I have more English lessons like this!
Nice story :) It remindes me "The Toy" - old french movie ( some shots from it are here http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6igbz_le-jouet-1976_shortfilms )
ReplyDeleteIt's about journalist who had to be a toy in a rich house.
Maybe you have had a chance watching it already
No I have not seen that movie but what I experienced is true. Things like that you do not easily forget.
ReplyDeleteWow! Love your blog! Here in the United States we've been hearing a lot about the children of the Oligarchs. Specifically, the unprecedented hedonism of the post-pubescent ones: The exclusive billionaire's nightclub scene, the elite schools guarded by private military, and of course the whole subculture of beautiful young women determined to land one of these young aristocrats for themselves. What's most interesting is how their Oligarch parents seem to be encouraging this lifestyle, preferring it to their getting involved in the treacherous waters of Russian business that made their family fortunes. (The more ambitious parents seem to be sending their kids abroad to study in England, Switzerland, or the U.S. and start their own ventures there.) But have you run across any of these "spoilt bratskis", or gotten a glimpse of their debaucherous ways?
ReplyDeleteThanks. The boy I taught was 7 and spoke 2 languages inc his own all via private teaching. If you had endless money you to could be an expert in many things. It was a vulgar experience I shall not forget.
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