Scratch That, Reverse It

Even after a mime demonstration that dissolved the class of four year olds into uncontrollable giggles, they could not wrap their heads around the idea that if they wanted to both go to the bathroom and get some water, they had to say that. Go to the water doesn’t work any better than get some … Continue reading

Two Types

There are two types of people doing the kind job I have right now, well, at least two. The two that are most prevalent here are: The people who want to be teachers and leaving home is the means to that end. The people who want to travel, and teaching English is a means to … Continue reading

As Brave As You Have To Be, or: I Hate Bugs!

The first cockroach I ever saw in real life, I killed with an expertly aimed slipper, fired from halfway across the room, while the eight five-year-olds in the room were distracted. When they asked me what kind of bug it was, I responded with entirely faked nonchalance and a shrug disguising a shudder “I don’t … Continue reading

The Mouths of Babes: Things Kids Say #2

“Teacher, you’re going to turn into a watermelon.” Apparently I drink too much water to be healthy, and my five-year-olds are convinced that they can see my skin turning green and black striped. Panicked, they asked me who would be their teacher if I turned into a watermelon, so I assigned the task to them. … Continue reading

It Isn’t Gramatically Correct, But It’s Sweet: Silver Linings

Sometimes, okay, a lot, I forget to remember the awesome things. I forget all the reasons why I like doing what I’m doing. I forget the cool things. But I’ve remembered a bunch of cool things lately. Things I’d forgotten, or that hadn’t quite clicked into place yet. So I’m going to write them down, … Continue reading

With a Capital F, Part 2

This is part 2 of a longer post. You can read part 1 here. For the last few weeks, I’ve been watching the facebook posts of my colleagues from my previous teaching experience going back. Some of them are ones I knew, some I never actually met, or met briefly in passing. They’re going back, … Continue reading

It’s All Relative: Mom and Dad’s Visit.

There are two ways this kind of thing can go. Either it’s going to save my tucchus, or it’s going to wreck me. I’ve spent the last two weekends with my parents. Which is awesome. I love hanging out with my parents, something that I often take for granted and sometimes forget completely when I’m … Continue reading

With a Capital F

I’m failing at this. I’d like to say I’m failing bravely, dangerously, or at least loudly. That I’m going down with one hell of a fight. That I’m giving it everything I’ve got, and it’s just not pulling through. That I’m having a good failure. I’d like to say that, but I do try to … Continue reading

Giving In, Not To Be Confused With Giving Up

It was only a matter of time. This is what I’m thinking to myself as I stare blankly at the dozens of different types of chocolate laid out in front of me in the grocery store. It was only a matter of time before I gave in. I always do. I have quite a sweet … Continue reading

Tomato, Potato, Tornado: Things Kids Say #1

I ask the kindergarten class about their favourites. They’re four, so they don’t actually say the word favourite yet, just “I like…” Today, we’ve been talking about weather. The boy to my left, whose curly permed hair and double-creased eyelids mark him as a heartbreaker waiting to happen, pipes up: “I love tomatoes!” It takes … Continue reading