Teaching is starting to make sense. That is good I suppose. That is also new, so it fits with the title. This stuff was pretty daunting at first, but now I'm getting comfortable enough to be able to take a step back and look at what I'm doing in front of the kids. This is diffrent because a few days ago, I felt like a drowning person struggling to not look like a drowning person. While this change sounds like a good thing, I wish that had come at a later time, because now I see that I could be teaching these kids so much more. Being able to see that makes me feel like a crummy teacher.
This is going to be a challenge to tackle seeing as how all nine of my classes varry in level and all classes themselves have a range of skill levels. To give an example, I swear that the kid who has the strongest command of English is in the class that is supposed to be for those who scored lowest on the exams. This is just madness I tell you.
Yesterday I got paraded around. Litterally. There was this parade thingy, and I was in it. The dressed me up in this traditional stuff. Traditional, yet 100% polyester. (Not complaning about quality, but most definitely complaying about the heat dissapation abilities of the fabric. I struggle hard enough with the heat without thick layers of that stuff.) They even gave me this fake dagger to go along with it. Anyways, there where lots of people taking pictures of me dripping in sweat. Good times. Good times.
But in lighter news, I found a place that lets me play PS3 by the hour! Wooooo! Guess where all my grant money is going to end up.
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Were the clothes made in America?
No, they where locally taylored.
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