To reassure you all that I do, in fact, still work here and
go to school, rather than bumming around on trains and in new cities all day,
an update:
I’ve mentioned already that I got a new fifth grade class
back in February; what I haven’t yet said is how brilliant they are. We play a vocabulary game at the
beginning of each class, they translate full sentences flawlessly and
quickly. Their teacher fires
questions about the use of various tenses at them, they respond unhesitatingly
with the correct description of when to use the simple present v. the present
progressive. We write sentences on
the board like “Hillary gave her brother chocolate chip cookies” and they can
identify the direct and indirect objects.
Their class has shown me the
extremely results of a good, challenging teacher who expect a lot of his
students, and the hard work they’ll put in in turn. And of course, they’re absolutely adorable!
During the past few weeks I’ve also been working very
intensely with my 11th graders on their “Facharbeite,” long papers
on a subject related to international exchange or cultural comparisons. In short, I absolutely love it. I’ve always known that I love writing
and the writing process (and thank god, considering the grad-school plan I’ve
got going), but I didn’t realize how absolutely exciting and rewarding it is to
give kids feedback on their work, and have them come to me a week later with
re-worked and really improved essays.
I suspect it won’t always be so rewarding – these are the kids at the
top of their game in their grade level, really – but it’s exciting to discover
yet another aspect of teaching and academics that I really really enjoy.
Finally, this week marked the start of my last-new schedule,
for the 4th quarter.
It’s pretty perfect – I’ve got all of my favorite classes still, and was
able to re-work in my awesome 9th graders who I went on class trip
with, as well as a new 8th grade class – they’re wild but super
enthusiastic.
To close, I’ve just recognize that I describe the majority
of my classes that way: “wild/crazy but enthusiastic.” As mentioned, this very much has to do
with the fact that German students
are, as a rule, far less quiet than American students. In many of my classes, it’s completely
normal for a teacher to talk over the sound of half his students
chattering. I don’t do this. I’ve recently accepted that my American
ways cannot be broken in this respect, I will spend a full two minutes standing
at the front of the room waiting for them to quiet each other down, and I
recently told a class that if they couldn’t get it together and be quiet when I
was talking, I wasn’t going to come anymore to work with them. I’ve got to say, this week was markedly
better!
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