20.10.2011 23 °C
As Friday rolls around, I have to admit it has been one long week of teaching. I can't help but feel increasingly frustrated about my class of boys whose level of English is still much lower than it should be, as well as their general attentiveness - "What's the word for when we set a building on fire?" "Arson." "Good." "Frank what's the word for when we set a building on fire?" "Umm..." "We just said it" "Umm..." "I'll give you a clue, it's on the board" "Umm..." *Pointing to the board* "Umm..." *Exagerrated pointing to the board plus hitting board with hand* "Umm...". Despite the other teachers being well aware of this, I am still being asked to work through a book that is beyond them and give them assessments that I already know they don't stand a chance of passing, particularly if I have to wake them up in the middle of it like last time...
Aside from this, I actually do like the boys a lot, even if their answers to some of my questions are not quite what every teacher would hope to receieve and they insist on using words such as 'drumbility' with nothing I can say to convinve them that this is not a word.
My other class, the younger aged of the two, are excelling as usual, however I did have a disappointing lesson the other day as, all excited I was as the topic was ghosts and I had a whole collection of scary stories and thought they would too, it turns out that young people in China do not believe in such things. As in, not at all. As in, their love for me has dwindled slightly now that they think I am a crazy woman who is afraid of loud noises in the dark and once moved a glass round a table for fun... Oh dear. Let's hope I have better luck next week when apparently all fourteen teachers from the International department are coming to observe my lesson. Gulp.
On a more positive note, we took a dance class with some of the other female teachers after school yesterday. We were learning a traditional Chinese dance and it was lots of fun, however despite all instructions being in a completely different language to my own, I don't think I can blame this on my complete lack of co-ordination and inability to dance without looking like I am an extra in a comedy sketch...
This week I have also learnt:
- Dried beef is actually delicious, unless you're expecting it to be chocolate brownie, then in which case you will get a shock.
- Mosquitos like eating feet. A lot.
- Explaining the term'vaginal reconstructive plastic surgery' to a very innocent and naive assistant teacher is not a pleasant experience
- It is often very difficult to explain parts of a language that come as natural to you. 'It is impossible to have too many pairs of shoes'. "Well it is possible, but we can say it is impossible when we are joking...".
Two hours until the bell rings. Bring on the Tsingtao!!