Earlier this week I didn't feel as though I was being as productive as I could be at school, as I was only teaching 1 or 2 lessons a day and wasting a lot of time sitting outside in the dust and sun.
However, on Thursday, me and Annie discovered the reason that Standard 3 had no teacher the day we took them for P.E. It seems that their teacher is away marking exam papers, and no cover was arranged. Therefore, for the last 2 days, me and Annie have had full responsibility for a class of manic 7-8 year olds.
They are actually a NIGHTMARE. When you're teaching them a lesson, it's generally quite good because they do pay attention and pick up what you're teaching quite quickly. Unfortunately, once you set them an exercise and sit down to mark some books, you instantly get a whole stream of kids coming up to your desk going 'teacher he's beating me', 'teacher she's giving me rocks' and 'teacher he is making noise'. They all continuously hit each other for no apparent reason, and will not stop. Plus it's really difficult to determine who's actually hitting who as they all claim that they're not hitting people and actually 5 other people are hitting them.
The P.E. lesson with 130 kids was ridiculous; we took our class out for P.E. and within about 5 minutes the Standard 2 teacher came out and said 'My children are distracted by your P.E. lesson, do you mind if they join you?' And so before we could even think 'OHHHH this is not good', out came another 65 seven-year-olds from the nearest mud-hut. The Standard 2 children barely even speak English, and so two girls trying to control this swarm of children was physically impossible.
I'm making it sound like the whole thing's awful, which it isn't. The children are still very very sweet, and I've started a handstand/cartwheel/generally-throwing-yourself-about-in-the-air craze by doing one handstand one breaktime. It is very rewarding when you find that even one child has understood your lesson on question marks, and the children are some of the most hilarious people I've ever met. One boy is called Isaac and incredibly cheeky but with the biggest puppy-dog-eyes you've ever seen. I literally can't say no to anything he asks me. Yesterday, him and his friend were wandering around for half an hour clutching enormous, pineapple-like logs (I have no idea what these were), and they just looked so ridiculous that me and Annie couldn't help laughing every time we saw them. They knew this as well and just kept bouncing past me, grinning and parading these bizarre things at me.
I am SO tired now!
2 comments:
you can't say no to ANYTHING he aks you............. wow
haha
its all gd, lol
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