On Mondays and Wednesdays, one of the New Life Foundation volunteers goes to teach English at the local school. This past week, the usual teacher was away from the foundation, so they needed people to fill in. I thought that with my experience teaching dance, I would naturally be able to handle teaching English. I was assigned the job, along with two other NLF volunteers.
As anyone who went to elementary knows, the first thing you do to a substitute teacher – particularly ones as obviously inexperienced as we were- is push every boundary possible until they break. We lasted approximately thirty seconds.
We chased them around the classroom. Our attempts to get them to sit down resembled a poorly executed game of whack-a-mole. Once the boys started lifting each other onto their shoulders and parading down the hall, we knew we’d lost. So we gave up and just spent the rest of the hour taking pictures. I’m pretty sure the only English things we may have taught them were “sit down, be quiet, ok-fine. pose for the camera.” They understood the last part perfectly.
Oh well. Their real teacher will be back next week.