Had a helluva day today. (Helluva looks like some sort of hillbilly word…)
Anyway, I’m working on…er…training my youngest kids (first class) to the ways of the classroom (and how to not run around like psychos when I’m not in the classroom). I had forgotten how far my other kids have come. My other kids know to come in, take out their homework and talk nicely until class begins. This first class…shooooot….I have my work cut out for me.
Our school (and most of these after school programs) are essentially a smaller space with classrooms cut into it. It’s not like a full-size school or anything. Anyway, we had a teacher’s meeting today at 1:30 and classes start at 2. The kids started arriving around 2 or so, and were easily the loudest in the school. The front desk girl (across from my room) didn’t seem to be doing anything about the kids running amok, so I ended up leaving the meeting early to corral them and get them on task. One kid was running around and tore the decorations off my classroom door. Not like we can really do much to them, because it’s a business as well as a school.
Anyway, I didn’t yell, but I used a very loud, stern voice and got them all sitting nicely in their seats with their homework our and waiting for class to begin. Quite quickly, I might add. I’ve trained my last two classes to where I could be late/walk out of the room for x reason/work at my desk/etc. and they’re self-sufficient. This first class needs to have every breath monitored it seems.
They seemed to understand the gist of what I was getting at when they were scolded at the beginning. Keep in mind, I have to break down the sentences to almost bare bones because that first class also has a very low English level.
The Korean teachers at my school scold in a very…nursy way. Essentially “Ok children, please don’t do that.”
Anyway, I feel like I should record it for my own interests…I want to be able to show a before and after between now and in two months time.
Anyway, that’s probably why I decided to finally crack open this bottle of wine I’ve had in my apartment.
I do appreciate a good challenge,but I’ve got my work cut out for me with this bunch.
Also, I had a glorious reunion with my gym yesterday. My muscles have been feeling it today and I feel like an old woman when I try and go down stairs. Either way, it’s nice.
I know you’re supposed keep working out when you’re sore (slowly) but after today I just came home, watched House of Cards (my current Netflix obsession–did I mention that I just got Netflix?! It’s amazing.) and ate Froot Loops. Basically…being an adult. haha. In my own defense (not like it’s needed, but hey), I had every intention of making this baked mushroom chicken dish.
Back on the ol’ horse tomorrow.