Today the students in my first class finished their final exam. They are Level 8, which is an advanced level. I have been teaching them for two months. Then again, before this I taught Level 7, and two of the students were in that class as well. Those same two students were in my Friday lab class the previous two months, so I have been teaching them for half a year now. One of them is moving on, but the other I will still teach, yet again on Friday's, as I have been given the most advanced Friday class again too. Since I had been teaching Level 4 (very enjoyable students, but very limited capability for discussion of the kinds of things that swirl around this brain) for four months previously, I've been very happy to be teaching much higher level students recently.
Although I met the requirements of the job and taught them all the necessary grammar, vocabulary, readings and exercises from the assigned text, they had plenty of supplementary material from me. Today they joked that I was really a philosophy professor. It wasn't my fault though! The book would give us some deep topic such as the future and robots, climate change, art, comedy, mysteries and so on, but there was only so much content in the book to cover four hours each morning, so I had to give them more materials, which I am encouraged to do by the school. As you might imagine, I've been very happy to oblige. On top of that, there are 6 units in the book and 8 weeks of class, so I get to teach them whatever I think is useful and will stimulate discussion for the final two weeks.
They're great people. I really feel lucky to have had such a motivated, interested group. I'm definitely heaping exorbitant praise on them. They also felt tired and lackadaisical on certain days, but I could always count on someone to express their opinion or share an experience. Most of all, I appreciate their smiles, insights and laughs making each morning brighter.
That's all for tonight. I've been running up an incredible sleep debt (despite a 3-4 hour break in the afternoon, my day does not end until 10).
Although I met the requirements of the job and taught them all the necessary grammar, vocabulary, readings and exercises from the assigned text, they had plenty of supplementary material from me. Today they joked that I was really a philosophy professor. It wasn't my fault though! The book would give us some deep topic such as the future and robots, climate change, art, comedy, mysteries and so on, but there was only so much content in the book to cover four hours each morning, so I had to give them more materials, which I am encouraged to do by the school. As you might imagine, I've been very happy to oblige. On top of that, there are 6 units in the book and 8 weeks of class, so I get to teach them whatever I think is useful and will stimulate discussion for the final two weeks.
They're great people. I really feel lucky to have had such a motivated, interested group. I'm definitely heaping exorbitant praise on them. They also felt tired and lackadaisical on certain days, but I could always count on someone to express their opinion or share an experience. Most of all, I appreciate their smiles, insights and laughs making each morning brighter.
That's all for tonight. I've been running up an incredible sleep debt (despite a 3-4 hour break in the afternoon, my day does not end until 10).
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