As many of you know, I earned my Teaching English as a Foreign Language certification last year, but I have never formally taught before. Sure, over the years I've tutored, led the occasional Sunday School lesson, trained employees, babysat -- but I've never had a formal teaching gig. This is, of course, because I've never really wanted to be a teacher, despite being told on many occasions that I would be a great teacher. *Shrugs* Maybe I'll fall in love with it, maybe I won't. Who knows what will happen; I haven't been here that long yet! What I do know, though, is that I will continue to take this job very seriously -- whether or not I reach Professor Dumbledore or Miss Honey or Mr. Fee(hee-hee-hee)ny status! I must remember that, just as my transition to Chinese life and culture will take time, so too will my transition to teacher-dom take time and patience. Not just with the kids, but with myself. Above all, I am thankful that I have this position in the first place, for it is this teaching of children in the classroom which allows me to instruct others in Chrstian d0ctrine outside of the classroom.
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| My classroom. |
My first (Satur)day of teaching by myself was three weeks ago. My first class was in teaching English to some five to seven 2nd and 3rd-graders. The class was not terrible...but it was far from great. I was nervous because I've never taught children before, and doubly nervous because the parents of some of the "trial kids" were sitting in on the class to check me out and see just how worthwhile it would be to enroll their kids in my class. No pressure, right? Oy!
At the end of my first class, my translator, Jack, instructed me not to smile so much. "It makes you seem unprofessional," he told me. I was dumbstruck. I had previously heard that smiling in the classroom is not a good idea for the beginning of the year, but that, I'm told, is because you want the kids to see that you are serious, and because you want to set an expectation for discipline in the classroom. Later on, you can smile -- you would just want to set the proper expectations for classroom behavior in the beginning of the year. In my case, however, Jack was trying to explain that my smiling made me seem nervous, inexperienced, and unprofessional, which would put off the parents from wanting to enroll their kids in the school. "I mean, I am nervous and inexperienced," I thought. "This is literally my first day! But sheesh, how can I not smile? This is the complete opposite of how I thought a new teacher should make a first impression!" It was perplexing at first, but when my second class (teaching the same material to more 2nd and 3rd graders) started twenty minutes after the first, I found that barely smiling led me to behave more seriously and confidently. Incidentally, the second class ended up going much better than the first. I have since allowed myself to smile a little more, but I am learning to balance my friendliness with solemness to keep the kids under control.
My second day of teaching was a week later, on Friday. See, the timing of my arrival in Yinchuan was rather fortuitous. I basically arrived in the middle of a bunch of on-and-off holiday time. So, while my normal work schedule is Friday, Saturday, and Sunday (yep, only three days!), I did not work a full "week" until a few weeks after I arrived. Anywho, on that Friday I had my first one-on-one class with a 12-year-old student named Zhu Kai. I decided to give him Jacob as an English name. He was extremely shy and quiet that first session, but I still got him to read through a children's book -- some book about a lazy turtle (pshh, lazy turtle). I quickly realized that his reading level is extremely low, and that he needs a lot of help with his speaking and hearing, too. This first class left me nervous for how difficult it would be to help his reading and speaking when we can hardly understand each other, but since then, he has become more comfortable and more eager to speak English with me, even if that means stumbling through his words. Patience and encouragement are key!
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| Zhu Kai, aka Jacob. He likes football, computer games, and exploring. He's a great kid! |
Friday night I had another regular class of teaching 2nd and 3rd graders, but they are at a higher level. There are definitely a coupla troublemakers in this class! I think it's hilarious (and occasionally frustrating for me, as I am trying to maintain order in the classroom) that the most easily distracted, most frequently interrupting, and most mischievous kid in class is also the most advanced English speaker in the class. (Yes, I'm talking about you, Susu. Now put down that sandwich -- wait, where did you get that sandwich from in the middle of class?! -- and stop going so far ahead in the workbook!)
After Friday I had my second Saturday of teaching, which went even better than the first Saturday of teaching (and included a third class, Storytime with preschoolers!), and then I had my first Sunday of teaching. I started that day by going to wrship, then taught an English Literature class to high schoolers, and then taught another regular class to 2nd and 3rd graders. I really love my English Literature class. The students are older and have a better grasp of English, and they are old enough to have opinions and want to share them. Right now we are reading through Charlotte's Web. It's an old one and gets a little tedious sometimes, but I'm having fun with it. Occasionally I really have to poke and prod at my students to get them to comment on something, but all in all, it's a great class.
In summary: I have two classes on Friday (with a staff meeting inbetween), three classes on Saturday, and two classes on Sunday. Not too shabby! It doesn't seem like much, but it definitely keeps me busy as I must also take the time to plan my lessons before classes come around. And, since my first couple of weeks, I have started to fill in my schedule with B¡ble studies and English Corners.
Huh. You know what I just realized? As of two days ago, I have been here a month. Go me! I know more Chinese than ever (not a hard feat to accomplish when you are starting from literally nothing) and can take the bus by myself. I'm a big kid now! And what's really great is that I think I am fiiiinally beginning to develop a routine here. It feels good. Real good. :)
Some final notes/observations:
- The power of assigning English names to children is both amusing and exhilarating. I named a kid Gordon the other day. Because he looks like a Gordon. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
- I work in a training school, so kids come to me AFTER they've had an entire week of regular/primary school. Woof.
- All it takes is one Chinese student looking at you with confusion and astonishment after telling her in Chinese that you do not speak Chinese to make you feel like a complete moron. (Wait, which one of us is the teacher again?)
- It initially seemed really weird to me that I would have a translator who speaks Chinese to students in order to explain what I'm saying in English; it just seemed really counterproductive, especially after what I had learned from experience in my TEFL certification class. But I dunno, it works.
- I might be teaching these children English, but they are also teaching me bits and pieces of Chinese. Thanks to class time, I'm becoming more familiar with reaction words and basic questions/phrases in Chinese like "what's it mean?" and "I don't understand" and "I need to go to the bathroom." Ha.
- Chinese kids are really, really, reeeeeeeally cute. Combine that with their smug and proud looks of accomplishment after correctly answering a question, plus the knowledge that I am positively impacting their lives and helping to create more options for their future educations and careers? Yeah, this teaching thing ain't so bad.
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Mandarin Word of the Day: teacher
Chinese characters: 老师 (老 = old, experienced, wise; 师 = to teach, teacher, model)
Pinyin pronunciation: lăoshī
