I started teaching this week! My schedule changed since my last entry. They gave me a brand new class to start this past Tuesday (7/20). Here is a little bit more about how it went...
What I planned:
I would go to my "Let's Go" class at 5:30pm. These are the older kids, they are currently working on projects to present to their parents next week. I would observe Theresa (the current teacher) and help where needed. I would leave the class early, at 6:30pm to go to my classroom and prepare for my brand new class at 7pm. The new class is "Potato Pals" class which is the beginning class for our youngest students. (In other words...I was preparing to teach 16, 4-6 years who don't know any English.) I would leisurely print out/review my lesson plan, get the name tags ready, write/draw the rules on the board and compare notes with TA one last time before the kids arrived.
What ACTUALLY happened:
I show up to school and there is no power-which isn't too terribly unusual. From time to time, the power will go out for a few hours to prevent brownouts. We have a generator for these times so, although the power was out-we were still able to have class at 5:30pm. We could only use a few lights and fans but it worked. Meanwhile, we kept being told "They said the power is supposed to come back on at anytime"....but it didn't. Finally, at 6:15pm Ky (one of the school admins) goes around to the classrooms telling the teachers that ALL of the lights are going to go out in 5 minutes. The generator, you see, was running out of gas. He assured us that he was going to go buy more fuel and the generator would kick back on within minutes. This message was translated into Vietnamese so all the kids would be prepared. 5 minutes later, the lights go off-plunging us into a pitch black room. The kids started screaming and running around...no no no, perhaps running "around" isn't a correct description-running into each other. Yes, that is more accurate :) Oh my goodness, talk about utter mayhem! The next 25 minutes were spent with lights coming on and off and on and off. Turns out it was something electrical within the school, not the power company. Theresa and I had to take our kids downstairs as it was too dark and too hot to stay in the classroom. We passed the time fanning the kids with their school books and hearing "teacher teacher, hot!" over and over again. More than once I had to stifle my own laughter as I looked around at how much different my first day of teaching was turning out compared to how I planned.
By 6:45 the power STILL wasn't on and I thought for sure that they would cancel my class...but I was reassured over and over again "the lights will come on". Around 6:50 they finally did and they finally stayed on. In a frenzy, I printed out my lesson plan and got together the needed materials as best as I could. The actual class was interesting. Since they are brand new English students (and super young) most of the class had to be translated into Vietnamese. As a rule, the teachers are to try talk simply enough and use other non-verbal ways of communicating to get the ideas across to the students (they don't want the students to lean too heavily on the translation). For the first day/first few weeks though and exception is made. It is kind of hard to gauge how the class went because I have nothing to compare it to. The TAs told me that it went well. I was just glad to make it through- and glad that I only had one crier (and he stopped after the first 10 minutes).
Teaching is hardwork!!! I never thought that it would be easy, but I hadn't fathomed just how challenging it would be. I am sure that it will get easier with time but for now...it is kicking my butt! I feel like I am learning to speak in another language (and I don't mean Vietnamese). It is an entirely different mindset. The kids are worth it though...they are just so wonderful and I melt every time I hear them say "teacher Kait"
And on that note...I am going to go plan my lesson for class tonight :)
PS: A really fun thing about starting a new class (versus taking one over from an existing teacher) is that you get to give the kids an English name to use at the school. I gave my kids the names of family and friends...so it is quite humorous to me to ask "Randy" to sit in his chair or "Susie" to stop picking her nose, haha!
Grace and peace,
Kait