
The Daily Grind
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It is official. I am a teacher. Today was China’s annual Teacher Appreciation Day and I was loaded down with numerous presents from my new kiddies. No apples, lots of flowers and chocolate — one girl was so excited that she threw up on me. Twice.
Even though her stomach acid smelled ten times worse than Sarah Hargett’s (a pretty enviable feat — luvvvvyaaaaa), after looking into her adorable little sobbing eyes I couldn’t be angry. I changed into one of the Chinese teacher’s extra shirts and went on with my day of dancing, singing, and half-hearted lesson plans.
This is my life now. Last Monday, I arrived at my new school – Shanghai Wunan Kindergarten – prepared to give some young Chinese children the best English education I could possibly elicit from my little to no experience of teaching kids. Having worked hard to get my TEFL certificate this summer and having observed hours upon hours of English classes, I felt confident in the fact that I was really going to teach these children things. They were going to speak English. They were going to read English. They were going to watch Arthur and understand it. Oh yes, after being trained through my expertise, these kids would emerge the future Deng Xiaopings of their generation.
I was shocked to find out that I would be teaching what the principal called “The Baby Class” – 2 year olds. I’ve heard the saying Terrible Twos before. I knew these kids probably wouldn’t even speak Chinese well, let alone be able to produce the “TH” sound in English. Folks — I have traveled to China to become a babysitter.
But over the past two weeks, as these children have started to become more comfortable around me and I have warmed up to them, they’ve stopped crying every time their “mama” and “baba” leave and actually love to play with their “laoshi,” their teacher. I’ve discovered that yes, these kids still need some assistance peeing and eating, but they are really really quick learners! Every day I have about 15 minutes where the kids actually have a lesson – and it is incredible how much they have already picked up. They can now say Hello, Bye Bye, How are you?, My name is…, I’m a boy/girl, a lot of colors… in only 2 weeks. They may not remember them immediately but I’m thinking a constant amount of English brainwashing every day is just what the school wants. For them to be hearing the sounds of a different language and seeing a different face every day is education enough.
Plus I’m learning many beneficial Chinese phrases –
Zuo xia lai.: Sit down.
Bu ku le: Don’t cry.
Yao xiao bian ma?: Do you need to pee pee?
So far, my teaching career is going well. Living in China, I’ve learned not to expect the unexpected, but to try to not have any expectations at all. What you will get will constantly surprise you, no matter what you think you’re prepared for. 2 year old kids? Come on, China. You can do better than that.
I’ll put up some more pictures of my adorable little children and their funny English names later (in this picture, you can see one of my favorites, Johan Poon).
Off now to buy stickers for the kids!
BG