I've fought valiantly. Maybe too valiantly, because I'm pretty sure over the past month I've breathed in enough Raid Mosquito Spray to kill a toddler. Nevertheless, they still run riot throughout my place.
Thankfully, mercifully, this war will soon end. On Saturday I'm moving into a new apartment. It's got less to do with the mosquitoes and more to do with the fact that all the shit in my apartment is broken. Couch, table, refrigerator, washing machine- all of it defective. I've even had to hand-wash my clothes lately. That was a lot more annoying than I thought it'd be.
On another note: I'd like to introduce you to the most frustrating kid I've ever taught. His name is "Nick" and he's probably 8 years old. I've taught him for the two months I've been here, he's currently in the lowest possible level, because he was bumped down to the beginning after his first month. The thing is, he can speak English, which is strange because other kids at his level can't even tell you what their English names are. Yet I can have a chat with Nick about the weather.
What Nick can't do is grasp the English alphabet. After two months he still can't spell "cat", but he can, as he did today, respond to my frenzied pleas for him to spell "cat" with this statement, "Teacher, what are you going on about?"
sounds like a cool kid. "yeah, i'm not really that into spelling."
ReplyDeletehmmm. must be one of those kids that can learn better by listening than reading or writing. just wait til he gets to a higher level and you have to explain why the hell "ph" can sound like "f."
ReplyDeletepete: yeah he *sounds* like a cool kid, but he's a nightmare to teach.
ReplyDeletebull: wait wait wait, what's all this "ph" can be "f" talk?