It’s been a while since I’ve written anything here but I’m not without my excuses. After weeks of miscommunication over timetables and being sent away from classes due to exams and other various random reasons, this week has been one of the busiest since I got here. I’ve been working at the school for over two months now and until this week I have pretty much just been used a walking dictionary, helping with pronunciation and grammar or mostly just reading scripts for listening exercises. However, this week for the first time I was asked to prepare and deliver not one but two different presentations. The first one on Scotland in general; traditions, customs, culture, geography, politics and basic facts. This actually took quite a lot of research on my part, I’m ashamed to admit I don’t know as much about my own country as I probably should! The second one was easier, a presentation on Christmas traditions in Britain for a music class, so of course it was filled with all those good Christmas classics (Wham! anyone?).
Initially I was nervous to stand in front of a class of 30 bored teenagers and talk about Santa Claus and bagpipes, however, both presentations went well and they loved the old school christmas music videos. It wasn’t until the next day when I walked into English, pen drive in hand, ready to enlighten some young Spanish minds with the wonders of Christmas traditions in the UK, when disaster struck. I was facing the same class from the day before! The English teacher had told me it would be ok to use the same presentation and I hadn’t thought to check if it would be the same pupils for each class. What a nightmare, right?… Wrong! It actually went better than I could have expected! I decided to use the presentation as a revision tool rather than just showing it to them all over again. I quizzed them on each slide before showing it to them, and it turns out they had all been listening a lot better than I had realised! At the end, instead of showing them all the old christmas music videos that they had already seen, we did a Christmas vocab brainstorm session on the board and I was amazed at how much they had all remembered. The teacher even commented on how well it had gone and how even the kids who are normally very quiet had spoken up to offer christmas words for the board.
Although I have never thought of teaching as the career path I want to go down, in moments like these I find myself considering it. If I am honest, I have never been that great with kids and I really didn’t expect to enjoy this job as much as I have been. It surprises me all the time that the children are, for the most part, generally interested and engaged in everything I have to say. I’m not saying that it’s all plain sailing and of course, as I am only an assistant, I don’t have even half the responsibilities of a real teacher. But when my alarm goes off at the crack of dawn each morning I find that I don’t mind getting up and that actually I’m really looking forward to starting the day ahead -anyone who knows me will know that this is a big deal, I am not a morning person! I know that this is not a hard job and that I have been very lucky with my school and the town, but who knows, there just might be something to this teaching malarkey after all.