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Panic, sweat and joy!
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A week of the course has passed, and I've settled into a life on Koh Samui. My hut is a sweat box, with a dodgy fan, for studying and preparing for lessons, it's a no go. On Monday morning I met the rest of our class, there are seven of us in total, 4 girls, 3 blokes, 6 brits, 1 yank, including 1 couple (mancs). We are varying ages, and were all nervous at hell about this course that we had just signed up for.
Day 1 was relaxing, as was day 2, which is when we all found out that we were going to be teaching that very week, our first class. The look on everyone's faces was priceless, or would have been if I had seen the funny side myself. Tuesday night turned into a 4am job for me at the bar owned by some teachers at the school, and the place frequented by all the tefl-ites. bar owner (And drinker) kept buying me drinks every time I got up to leave, what a Wally I am, then our teacher for the first day arrived at 2 am, and started buying me drinks, weak minded fool that I am. I thought I would be alright since he was the teacher and up late, but the next day, we had a different one, who fortunately for me was nice to me during my suffering. Everyone else enjoyed a laugh at me, until we got given our teaching assignments, and went over our lesson plan. One was 9am the next morning. I felt sick for two reasons now. Fortunately mine was Friday, so I had plenty of time to sort myself out and prepare, as well as work my way into a panic. I slept very little for the next two nights. Went and watched another guys, made myself more scared. aggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
On Friday afternoon, walked into a bar, customers milling around, over looking the ocean (thank god for the breeze), had four people from my class watching, an observer (scribbling away) as well as my 5 students. agh. The lesson went brilliantly. woo hoo. Great feeling. Made some small mistakes, but the whole point is improvement. Had a lot of fun, and got an A-. Don't remember the last A that came my way. What a buzz. Since then I've been nursing the hangover that I dumped on myself that night, as most of us hit the town, and some of us even the floor.
2 lessons this week, and although I am more confident, need to come up with some ideas and lesson plans sharpish. Tough grammar tests still to come. The worst thing is when I just spell checked, I had spelt grammar wrong. Bugger,
For those who I haven't replied to your e-mails, I am being lame, I still love you (not all), but am too busy dividing my time between panicking, studying and drinking away the previous two verbs.
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Howdie (reply)
Apr 4, 2006 07:33 EST by monkfish
Just reminds me from a quote from the simpsons (how deep and meaningful am i)
Homer: English, why do i need that? i'm not going to England
Sounds like hard work to me, but as long as you're having a good time, that why i stay in my job......
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:) (reply)
Apr 4, 2006 07:31 EST by emzy
Welcome to my world...
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