22.11.2011 14 °C
Here is a brief selection of a few things that happened last week:
- Being asked to allow and mark the cheating of a writing exam of my class of boys over which I deliberated and thoughtfully spent half an hour of my day wondering what to do before sticking to some good and honest principles and refusing to do it.
- Joking (or so I thought) with my assistant teacher about how sad I would feel if my students preferred Kat to me, subsequently leading to her going to inform the whole class of this small comment made in the comfort of the office, causing sad students to enter the office and tell me this is not the case and how sorry they were if I ever thought this, leading on to me having to deal with at least half an hour of the other assistant teacher saying “Please don’t be sad Hannah” to which the reply of “I’m not sad, there’s been a misunderstanding” was not quite grasped despite varying tones of anger and sarcasm.
- Finding out that the reason why our private tutoring with certain students has stopped is because the headteacher was not receiving a cut of the money which she had asked for.
- Coming to the realization that despite every possible method of trying, my class of boys cannot learn or remember any English whatsoever apart from the not always useful words such as ‘she-man’, ‘gay’ and ‘viginy’ which I informed them that if they really wanted to use in every day situations they should learn the correct pronunciation of ‘virginity’.
The week was half way through…Here is a brief selection of things that were said to me last week:
- “Please don’t be sad” – See above. I.was.not.sad.
- “Your hair always looks messy in the morning”.
- “Is having wet hair a bad habit of yours or is it something all English people do?” (Said about half an hour before previous comment).
- “You look like that bear” *Points to small white teddy bear with a blue nose*
- “Nothing you can do can help these boys learn English. If they were going to learn English, they would know it by now”.
- “I can hear my name and lots of Chinese…” “Yes we’re talking about you”. – End of conversation.
- “Look at my huge box of English chocolate, still in its wrapping and a gift from a special friend. I guess I could open it if you want?” “No that’s ok…” – Comment has been exaggerated for empathetic purposes.
So it was a rough week and it seemed to last for an unusually long time. I was very ready for the weekend when it finally rolled by which was spent mostly relaxing as well as drinking my first wine in fourteen whole weeks, a very welcome taste!! Hopefully this week will be a little less stressful. We will be celebrating Kat’s birthday and thanksgiving on Thursday before what may be an interesting trip to Hangzou at the weekend….