Thursday, July 18, 2013

Dug out of the draft bin from... May

Earlier this year

Today I had an afternoon class where I teach grade 3 and 4. I'm sure I've mentioned this before but this is the most stressful class for me because the gap in between English capabilities is so wide spread and 50% of them are loons. There's this one girl who is in Grade 3 and she tries really hard and is very independent during work periods. She isn't the highest level and has a lot of pride in her work, which is why she doesn't ask for help ever. Today we looked at homonyms (see-sea, waist-waste, piece-peace, etc.) there were 10 words and you had to match them up, write the Korean definition, then pick 3 words and put them into a sentence.

However, today the levee fell apart with water spraying everywhere. Well not everywhere, or anywhere, but she was so loud. Obviously, I had no idea what was wrong and she couldn't tell me (that whole me not knowing Korean thing) so I took her into my co-teachers class room. She was there for about 5 minutes and when she came back into the class my co-teacher explained that she couldn't understand one of my instructions. And then she looks up at me with these tear-filled, puppy-dog eyes and I almost started crying myself. One of the grade 4 girls helped her through the rest of the class and once everyone had finished half the work I thought we could start the weekend a little earlier and watch the Aristocats, while I did my marking. I loved how they all loved J. Thomas O'Malley. This little girl was back to her happy self by the end of class so now I feel I can celebrate a half-decent day, and week for that matter, in moderation tonight.

July 18th 2013

And I probably did.

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