25 february 2010
I'm sorry, Paula, you've just gotten most of this in hand-letter form, but I guess that acted as a brainstorm and got me thinking that maybe I want to share the story with everyone.
So - teaching is hard. I mean, like really, really hard and I think a lot of this is due to the fact that in order to teach I have to learn.
For the past few weeks I've been working on the different past tenses in my class.
Funny, past tenseS - did you know there's actually 3?
- simple past
- past perfect
- past continuous
I didn't know there were 3 - or maybe somewhere in my brain I was unconsciously aware of this fact, but to actually write it down in lesson-plan form
turns out smartalec's aren't just the product of Amrican society - we've got them here in rwanda too.
the class greets me in a chorus of bingos
Sergent is a young guy in my class - who happens to look and sound exactly like Clement, yet another outspoken boy in my class. Yesterday as some students were finishing up their tests, I asked that those who'd finished earlier wait quietly - which of course is like asking a puppy not to chew up your new slippers. It's just not going to happen.
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