Another week already over and it's safe to say I think I deserve to be chilling on my bed.
After my first week of "proper" teaching, I feel exhausted. As with all of my experiences here, it was an inevitable mixture of the rough and the good. Some classes turned up bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready to learn and speak more English. Some classes refused to say anything. Others never turned up...
On Friday I helped out in two classes which were aimed more at the literature side of English. The teacher called me variations on my actual name, including Vicky and Betty. Betty, I have decided, is my old lady alter ego, the Becky who gets to bed by 9 o'clock in a pair of bed socks after a spot of light reading before bed. It's my idea of occasional bliss to behave as though I've aged half a century overnight. Living la vie de retirement.
I am in the midst of planning next week's lessons. I'm not sure if I'm just being massively lazy but preparation so far has been pretty easy. Although all of my classes aren't on the same level, they will all benefit from learning about the same topic and I think I will always have more complicated stuff to hand for the better students.
On Thursday I bit the bullet and did something I was dreading. Yes ladies and gentleman, I got a haircut. It turns out that the vocabulary wasn't too difficult, and "the same, but shorter" turned out just fine for me. And I don't look like a Russian lesbian (as is often the case with poorly cut short hair), another bonus, I'm sure you'll agree.
Friday, I took the train up to Chartres to meet up with the lovely other assistants residing there. Copious amounts of alcohol was drunk, including "La Pazze" (at least I think that's how it was spelt), which included vodka, creme de peche and tabasco. An interesting combination but overall enjoyable. Saturday came round and it's safe to say that we assistants were in dire need of some serious gastronomy. Off we trotted to a lovely pizza restaurant where the pizzas were massive and also scrum-diddly-umptious.
Today, I think I will be doing some slow teaching prep, as well as eating more brie than is generally advised and maybe topping off the day with a good film or something like that.
I can't believe I'm coming home in 9 days, I really can't wait!
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