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Thursday, July 01, 2010
day 1
i felt a little nostalgic going back to an environment that i was once familiar with. Seeing all the old teachers back in school, observing them and learning from them was abit weird. As in i suppose that the whole concept of the internship was quite screwed up and not properly thought up i suppose. in a way, i just wanted to teach and i didn't really think about how i am going to churn out a 50 pages report by the end of the semester. anyway, first day of school and i had already been hit by the inevitable "sai kang" arrow from the upper echelon. first up, it was giving art classes to a bunch of normal acad kids. i was told that these kids were quite mischevious and hard to handle. in any case that they misbehave or made too much noise, i was asked to hit the table with the metal rule.
well, i did use the instructed method cuz the noise level was kind of excessive. gradually, as i walk around and teach them to complete their assignment, the decibel level decreased. as i went through the worksheet, level went up again but i guess they have every reason to do so since i made them shout out the answers. was hoping to do it in a little more orderly but yea, i still a greenhorn.
glad that i went thru the lesson with a little more experience and then, i had my first meal in school.
2nd day
nothing much happened, i went in to the science classes taught by Mrs Hsu and observe. in my point of view, i thought and still think that she's a great teacher. the way she go through the concepts with ease made me a little nervous tho. not sure if im up to it yet. then, i went to observe xinyi as well. she's like this new teacher too but had abit more experience than me. her style of teaching was very diff from mine but albeit effective. however, the feminine approach cannot be imitated or copied by a masculine figure such as myself.
3rd day
had my second relief teaching duty. this time round, it was music (with the same class). the class size was smaller since the "odd numbers" went for computing and the "even ones" came to me. everyone was late cuz they couldn't find the place. this was my first attempt taking a class alone and i loved it. could do what i want with the class, be more of myself. managed to know the names of my students and talked to them the way i would want to talk to them. i finally caught a glimpse of what my dream job's gonna be like.
then, it was Mrs Hsu's class again. this time round it was sec 3e1. i sat right at the back and two guys around me came and asked me bout my own classroom experience, whether i could stay awake in class that kinda thing. i was rather straight forward and told them the truth which i regretted after i said it. i had to make a choice of whether i want to be a teacher that they can relate with or i can be a teacher who does the right thing. based on that, i chose to be the cool me. hah
basically at the end of the class, Mrs Hsu announced the names of those who had to go through remedial classes with me since they are weaker than the rest. the few guys whom i've interacted with volunteered to go for my remedial classes. they were denied access to my teachings but deep down, i felt happy that they wanted to go for my remedials. i felt as tho i might actually have the drawing factor and that God really wanted me to do this.
during recess, as i strolled down to the canteen with my fellow interns, there was this strong vomit smell along the corridor. as before we reached the outskirts of canteen, a bunch of students shouted at us and warned us about the dried up puddle of vomit just before us. usual response for students at other sch will be minding their own business and laugh when we step on it. guess what, my students are different in a good way.
4th day
my 3rd relief teaching experience with a technical class, sec 1. once again, rumors has it that they cannot sit properly, be thankful if they will just remain in their seat. after going through the lesson, i am totally convinced not to listen to all those bullshit about students in this school. the kids at the front try to perform magic to entertain me, listened to my instructions and behaved. kids at the side did their own things and kept really quiet after i scolded them. those in the middle were just stoning there which was a good thing too.
after that class, i was free all the way till 330 for band practise. and yes, i joined band again. it was like after i blew into the mouth piece and found out that i remembered how to play my instrument, i was addicted to it. of course i wouldn't admit it when confronted, in fact i was even invited to play in the concert next week. maybe the book that i read in sec 3 about my fate as a tubist was right all along. hah
and so, i gave up meeting bff and dar for band. can u believe it? guess what, at this present moment after i got home from work, i checked facebook and saw one of my students trying to add me. though i didn't accept it, once again im pleased. he's a tubist too, quite a nice kid. anyway, my point is this, i actually look forward to go to work tmr. weird eh, addicted to teaching.
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Jesus is Love
day 1
i felt a little nostalgic going back to an environment that i was once familiar with. Seeing all the old teachers back in school, observing them and learning from them was abit weird. As in i suppose that the whole concept of the internship was quite screwed up and not properly thought up i suppose. in a way, i just wanted to teach and i didn't really think about how i am going to churn out a 50 pages report by the end of the semester. anyway, first day of school and i had already been hit by the inevitable "sai kang" arrow from the upper echelon. first up, it was giving art classes to a bunch of normal acad kids. i was told that these kids were quite mischevious and hard to handle. in any case that they misbehave or made too much noise, i was asked to hit the table with the metal rule.
well, i did use the instructed method cuz the noise level was kind of excessive. gradually, as i walk around and teach them to complete their assignment, the decibel level decreased. as i went through the worksheet, level went up again but i guess they have every reason to do so since i made them shout out the answers. was hoping to do it in a little more orderly but yea, i still a greenhorn.
glad that i went thru the lesson with a little more experience and then, i had my first meal in school.
2nd day
nothing much happened, i went in to the science classes taught by Mrs Hsu and observe. in my point of view, i thought and still think that she's a great teacher. the way she go through the concepts with ease made me a little nervous tho. not sure if im up to it yet. then, i went to observe xinyi as well. she's like this new teacher too but had abit more experience than me. her style of teaching was very diff from mine but albeit effective. however, the feminine approach cannot be imitated or copied by a masculine figure such as myself.
3rd day
had my second relief teaching duty. this time round, it was music (with the same class). the class size was smaller since the "odd numbers" went for computing and the "even ones" came to me. everyone was late cuz they couldn't find the place. this was my first attempt taking a class alone and i loved it. could do what i want with the class, be more of myself. managed to know the names of my students and talked to them the way i would want to talk to them. i finally caught a glimpse of what my dream job's gonna be like.
then, it was Mrs Hsu's class again. this time round it was sec 3e1. i sat right at the back and two guys around me came and asked me bout my own classroom experience, whether i could stay awake in class that kinda thing. i was rather straight forward and told them the truth which i regretted after i said it. i had to make a choice of whether i want to be a teacher that they can relate with or i can be a teacher who does the right thing. based on that, i chose to be the cool me. hah
basically at the end of the class, Mrs Hsu announced the names of those who had to go through remedial classes with me since they are weaker than the rest. the few guys whom i've interacted with volunteered to go for my remedial classes. they were denied access to my teachings but deep down, i felt happy that they wanted to go for my remedials. i felt as tho i might actually have the drawing factor and that God really wanted me to do this.
during recess, as i strolled down to the canteen with my fellow interns, there was this strong vomit smell along the corridor. as before we reached the outskirts of canteen, a bunch of students shouted at us and warned us about the dried up puddle of vomit just before us. usual response for students at other sch will be minding their own business and laugh when we step on it. guess what, my students are different in a good way.
4th day
my 3rd relief teaching experience with a technical class, sec 1. once again, rumors has it that they cannot sit properly, be thankful if they will just remain in their seat. after going through the lesson, i am totally convinced not to listen to all those bullshit about students in this school. the kids at the front try to perform magic to entertain me, listened to my instructions and behaved. kids at the side did their own things and kept really quiet after i scolded them. those in the middle were just stoning there which was a good thing too.
after that class, i was free all the way till 330 for band practise. and yes, i joined band again. it was like after i blew into the mouth piece and found out that i remembered how to play my instrument, i was addicted to it. of course i wouldn't admit it when confronted, in fact i was even invited to play in the concert next week. maybe the book that i read in sec 3 about my fate as a tubist was right all along. hah
and so, i gave up meeting bff and dar for band. can u believe it? guess what, at this present moment after i got home from work, i checked facebook and saw one of my students trying to add me. though i didn't accept it, once again im pleased. he's a tubist too, quite a nice kid. anyway, my point is this, i actually look forward to go to work tmr. weird eh, addicted to teaching.
Jesus is Love