School starts soon
The next semester I’ll be teaching starts next week. Or maybe three weeks from now. The way they figure it is really weird: really, really weird. I think the actual semester starts on March 2, or maybe March 1 or 5. But I have to teach one week of classes next week, and then there’s two more weeks off. “Spring Break,” my co-teacher explained. Spring break, in February, after having one week of classes. I don’t understand, but I’ll do it.
I also got a call yesterday morning at 10:15 AM from my other co-teacher, saying that he was sorry he forgot to remind me but that school was in session so I was supposed to have been there 2 hours ago. “There’s no class, you just have to come in,” he said. “But I heard from EPIK that I’m not even teaching at your school anymore.” I replied. “Yeah, but that starts next semester. March…(whatever day in March).” So apparently it’s still the fall semester, and the elementary school kids have to come in for a week or two more and then in March they move on to the next grade. And I have to go in and do nothing even though I never have to teach there again. We had the last day of class in mid-December, then winter camps, then a month off, so it seems weird that it’s not the next semester yet. Oh well. At least getting up six hours earlier than I normally would inspires me to update my blog.
So yeah. Winter camps. Let me tell you a thing or two about winter camps. Winter camps are something English teachers do for a week or two or six so that students don’t forget their English over vacation. I did one week with the elementary school and two weeks with the middle school. I actually had a total blast at both schools. You get to do fun projects and activities that you don’t get to do during the rest of the year. It was really enjoyable, but the flip side is it was SOOOO MUCH WORK. They’re only half-day camps, but at 4 lessons a day that are planned and executed 100% by me, that’s a lot of planning. I was on this really weird schedule where I would stay up until 4 AM perfecting my plan for the next day, get up at 8 AM to go to school, come home around noon and pass out for six hours, then get up, eat, and start planning. Good thing I only had to sustain it for 3 weeks.
So yeah. Winter camps. At the middle school, for the first week we did science experiments. It was great. If only I were here to be a science teacher! I had them make cornstarch goo:
They could have played with that stuff all day.
I had them make paper bridges.
This group could stack 16 dictionaries on their bridge.
We did an experiment to see who could walk in a straight line while blindfolded, with hilarious results. Everyone thought they could, no one actually could. Thank you, Robert Krulwich.
We did one of my all-time favorite activities from middle school Science Olympiad: The Egg Drop! The students loved this, many of them said it was their favorite activity of the camp.
About half of the groups’ eggs survived, and half broke. I think some groups were helped by a little padding from our unexpected friend, four inches of snow.
We had a really brutal snowball fight after class this day.
The second week, I had them make short films in English. That activity needs a little work to be more successful, but overall it was a lot of fun.
At any rate, I learned a lot from doing these camps, and I will be better prepared to do them again come summer time. I was unaware until the camp that the kids all had English names that they chose during my co-teacher’s English class, so I think that next semester I will have my students tell me what they are. I have a hard time remembering Korean names. But the English names they chose are so easy!
I called on Homer and Bart a lot because it cracked me up.
So like I said, they moved me to working full-time at the all-boys middle school for the upcoming semester. I’ll miss the elementary school, because it was extremely easy, and working at two schools split up the week nicely. The middle school boys can act like complete monsters and the planning is a lot more time-intensive. But the middle school has some benefits too. I have my own classroom, full of books and equipment. My classroom gets warm, unlike any room in the elementary school. The bathroom has hot water and doesn’t smell like a port-a-john. The lunches are better. So it’s not a bad thing overall. I think I have four more months of teaching, then summer camps, then vacation – then I get to come home!