Dear All,
The Internet has been restored at home, thanks to the help of my fellow co-worker teacher and IT genius. We'll see how long it stays this time. So far it has lasted past the 10 minute mark! I am quite hopeful.
If I ever wondered if my students are learning anything, I have found the answer to that, and it is affirmative. They are, and they show it too. I have heard strains of "yo-
oh's" and other sounds resembling our choir vocal exercises streaming up through the humidity to my 3rd floor office while I laboriously arrange stacks of homework into neat little piles that grow into untidy huge haystacks.
This week I learned the difference between "many" and "several" although it is much easier to know than to explain. This week I also had a flashback to my first week of teaching when everything seemed to go wrong and I felt like the world's largest klutz, because today my umbrella refused to extend to its full length and consequently I was left with the only option 0f walking around with a very short umbrella. Thankfully there are many trees shading the streets in Taipei and I was able to walk to the bus without getting sunstroke. It was at this same time, as I was fumbling with my umbrella, pushing and prodding and pulling and shoving, that my little
keychain charm on my cellphone decided to break and fall unceremoniously to the ground.
My first week it seemed everything went that way. I dashed into school the first day breathless and scared because I had to teach and I had arrived just after the first period (thankfully I didn't teach until 2
nd period), and since my office is a little balcony off of one of the classrooms, I felt I couldn't go in until the class was over! Thankfully I was told I could enter and leave as I pleased, so I did. That first day was also the day I waltzed into the front gate listening to my
iPod with soothing music to calm my nerves, and sailed past the front door, where the principal tapped me on the shoulder and discreetly reminded me that the students were not allowed to listen to their iPods and he didn't want me to be embarrassed later. Mortified, I pulled off my headphones and have never worn them since except to listen to music in my office.
But back to the current events. Another reason I know my students are learning something, whether it be what I want them to, or otherwise, is when I entered one of my classes, I was greeted by a student who was pretending to be a teacher. He said "Did you see that? I know how to teach!" and he proceeded to tell me how you teach: you say "Students"* and you have prayer requests, and you give bellwork."** I was quite impressed. In fact I may ask him to teach one day in the near future since he obviously has the aptitude and interest. One less day of lesson planning :)
*this is my phrase for getting their attention; ** this is an assignment to get them working at the beginning of class while I take attendance
I would expound on my daily activities but I fear they are much the same, except for the little daily things students say or the things I learn through experience. For instance, my ESL grammar class falls asleep whenever I open my mouth to talk about the lesson, but if I ask them to compete in two teams to write down the answers to their exercises on the board, they sit up straight and begin to furiously write in the answers before it's their turn to go up to the board so they can win. Competition seems to be a big motivating factor here.
As for my daily schedule... I basically wake up 3-4 hours earlier than I normally would, and arrive at school between 6:30 and 7:30 am, after a 1-mile trek down the street between home and work. I am thankful it's only 12 minutes' walk and no longer. Then I cloister myself in my office until the bell signalling the end of 1st period rings, which is my cue to dash down the stairs to the 2nd floor where I begin teaching my English classes, 3 in a row. Then it's one hour lunch break, which I usually spend hunched over at my desk furiously clicking on my computer and checking my e- mail and doing research. Then I have my last English class, and then student help for the next 2 periods and I alternate between listening and talking with them, and getting grading done. Then on M, W, F, I have choir and by 5:30 my official working day is done. Then begins my unofficial working day, as I proceed to correct, or just arrange, the stacks of homework that have been turned in that day. Thankfully I have learned from the first month, and the size of the homework pile has lessened, now I just need to catch up. I usually research and grade and plan until 7 pm, give or take an hour, then I trek home and find something to eat.
Our most recent exciting event was the opening of our new microwave! We were so excited, my other roommates and I, we decided we really needed a life.
Well I shall write more next time. Until then, adieu, or zaijian (goodbye / until next time).