Oh my goodness... my students
are great.
I have them write a reflection after
every test, and every time we have any days off from class I have
them write about what happens during the holiday. Last week we had
the entire week off; HH the Dalai Lama was teaching Monday-Thursday,
and so Tibet Charity decided to just close for the whole week since
it didn't make much sense to have class only on Friday.
This evening I was procrastinating,
whining internally about having to grade so many tests
(not that many, really.. it was definitely whining) – I studied
Hindi, I graded a little at a time and rewarded myself with other
activities like rewinding the yarn I bought or doing push-ups, or
making a list of reasons to stay until December and another list of
reasons to leave a few weeks early. Eventually I decided to just
buckle down and finish grading. After I got through the tests –
which wasn't that bad – I remembered I still had to correct the
papers on what they'd done last week.
Once I actually
started doing it it went so quickly... lol... Their writing is a bit
dry and predictable (usually) when they have to write about “your
daily routine” or when they are asked to answer specific questions.
When I let them write about what they want, though, some of them get
really creative. I have a few students who must be getting pretty
comfortable with me and/or with the English language, because they
express these colorful, lively stories.
As it turns out, a
few of my students went out to the Rewalsar/Manali area last week as
well. One told me about how he and his friend got sick on the bus and
threw up on the way to Rewalsar. He said that when he got there he
“saw lake and statue so strong faith, but in the lake lot of fish
so a little compassion.” Only Buddhists! He also worked in some of
the vocabulary words we'd been using in conversation class. He did
not vomit on the way back.
Another student,
one of the monks, told me about how he and a friend went down to
Lower Dharamsala to shop, and how they stopped for sweets and sweet tea.
They met another friend on the way back who suggested they all go get some more sweets – and how they had a fun little discussion about how
they couldn't keep eating like that because they'd get sick, and it's
a good thing he bought new shoes to exercise!
Part of the test
was to answer questions like “What do you always do?” and “What
do you sometimes do?” Many of them answered that they always study
English, but one said she always dances at home. I gave all of those
answers smiley faces. Maybe they'll get stickers, too.
A few
of my students begin nearly every writing assignment with “Hi dear
teacher, how are you?” or “Dear teacher Magda...” I think it's
cute. It's stuff like this that makes me want to stay. Regardless of
when I leave, I'm going to miss them. I have a few of their email
addresses; I'll have to get more of them. Maybe I can connect with
some of them on Google+ (where you can filter who sees what much more
easily than you can on Facebook). I have a few who ask if I'm
teaching conversation class or if another teacher is; I suspect that
they play favorites, and I know at least one of them comes to my
class and not the others. I admit it makes me feel a little warm and
fuzzy inside.
As far as the
coming-home plans, it looks like financially it'll be pretty much a
wash between staying until December or coming home a few weeks early.
I'll see how I feel after the trip to Rajasthan, I guess. There are
plenty of teachers here and I spoke to the boss, who said it would be
fine to go whenever I wanted, so that's nice to know.
On an unrelated
note, it looks like my room threw up on my bed. I'm an artist, I tell
ya... that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Organized chaos: it's
how I work best. I like having things neat and clean, but somehow I
can never keep them that way for long. It just seems to futile to
constantly be putting things away when you know they're just going to
get taken out again... right? Plus when it's as humid as it is here,
you almost have to leave your clothes out in an attempt to let them
dry, unless you aren't concerned about that pesky mildew smell.
And now, since I
did manage to finish grading all of these tests, I think I am going
to reward myself with a bit of knitting before I get back to studying
Hindi, or designing some kind of grammar drills for class. I think
they need a little more structure in their writing assignments, and
it's my job to provide that. Giving them sentences on the board to
correct as a class has also gone over well in the past; I should come
up with some more of those to give them. Hmmm......
Suggestions?
+1 for Google+!
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