Thursday, November 19, 2015

We can only remember

My first semester as a teacher ends tomorrow. Today I actually re-read the post I made right before I started teaching thirteen weeks ago. "Ha! What a fool this person was," I said out loud to a group of strangers standing in line at the bank. "뭐?" they said to me. It was a fun chat.

It's been a pretty great 13 weeks. I'm really gonna miss most of the kids I taught. Actually I think I'm gonna miss all of them, even the trouble-makers. My students all have such wit and personality, and I understand why they feel exhausted and frustrated a lot of the time. We are an after-school academy and no 12 year old wants to go from school to three hours of more school. For the most part everyone was great, and I wish I had updated this more with things they did throughout the year so I could remember it all. I think that's what this post will be about, just some random hilarious things that my students have done.

A student in my MW4:00pm class named Alice always resopnded with a confused, "Yes?" when she didn't understand what I was saying. "Alice, are you taking notes?" "Yes!" "Can I see them?" "...Yes?" "...Ok this page is completely blank." "Yes!" She is actually incredibly smart and funny but I always found this adorable. Earlier this week she showed up about a half hour late and burst through the door completely out of breath. She started talking to some of her friends in Korean, and when I tried to get her attention she rounded on me and yelled, "YES?! YES?! WHAT?! ...yes." And then just sat down. It took me about five minutes to stop laughing.

My one student Justin has the most rambunctious personality. I probably shouldn't have favourites for some reason, but he was definitely my favourite. Once instead of handing me a test he was writing when I came to pick it up, he jumped up and yelled, "No teacher! Fight me for it!" and then started punching the air in front of me. He also drew a comic as part of a project which featured me, as a character, defeating Superman in a fight because I was jealous about his relationship with Lois Lane. Not entirely sure how he got ahold of my dream journal but...ahem, nevermind.

A running joke with my student Emma was that I would tell her to stop killing other students. The kids always seemed to tease her about one thing or another and her response usually was to jump up and attack them. I kinda loved her for that, but naturally had to maintain some semblance of order, so I'd always yell, "Emma! No killing in my class!" This actually caught on pretty quickly and eventually the other students started saying it. And then different students would yell, "Yes, Emma! Killing!" So I'm a horrible person.

One student named Noah compared me to Kim Jong-Un because I wouldn't plug his tablet charger in for him.

A girl named Isabelle told me I was evil because I bought pizza for the class instead of chicken.

I've been told I look like a bear multiple times because I'm tall, have a beard and my face is red. Bears have red faces I suppose. 

And then there's this, from a student named Honnie:

Way too handsome to be realistic.
It was a good semester.


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