ask me to plan a lesson on five minutes notice. I SO love the challenge, not.
Edit: being for special class was even harder as I usually bring stuff specially in when I have them. We got into class, did greetings then she walked to the back of the students leaving me alone out the front and asked “So do you have a plan?” Funnily enough, no. I *wish* I could magically spew forth 45min lesson plans encompassing both 2nd and 3rd yr students with varying levels of ability and willingness to participate, but I can’t. Not when you’re the teacher I’m working with, anyway.
So the class meandered, spluttered and would’ve died if the students were really paying attention. But it’s over and I’m still actually feeling pretty chipper today. I have discovered internet chat! Whooot! It’s warm and sunny outside. Hooray! And that was all that was needed to make me feel happy today. Yay.
“Hey kids, today we’re going to play DEATH FRUITBASKET!!”
Or, “It’s silent reading day!”
Or, “Lemme teach y’all some of my favourite drinking games…”
Ooh! Me too! I got one of those this morning, too.
Thankfully, Buchi and I have done this kind of thing before, so he and I know how to play off each other well enough for me to just grab some random bit of material from my folder and we sit down and sketch a lesson in three or four minutes and make it into a good lesson.
I do think that there is something to be said for Death Fruit-Basket, though. You should try it out and see how much your discipline problems improve…
You could always introduce them to Baron Munchausen!
haven’t heard of death fruit basket, but it sounds deliciously promising…and suspiciously like it would end in me having smaller classes…all good!
Unfortunately this was a teacher who mostly does nothing in class and had nothing to offer int he way of ideas. All she could say was お願いできますか。 I really should’ve said いいえ,できません。I can be far too accomodating sometimes
hmmm…sounds like a lesson in futility to me. It took ten minutes to get 6 students to tell me their names. Blood from a stone would be easier.
Ah, but blood from children is so much more satisfying.
Do you ever get the overwhelming urge to teach kids to say things like “I am a sausage!” or “Turn me upside down with the fish!” or equally nonsensical things? ‘Coz I’d love to do that.
any overwhelming urges i get will at some stage be satisfied by the english which is seriously taught by some of the teachers!
That’s good. Otherwise, how will the students fill their papers with “I am a fish” when it comes to exam time?