“I’m American,” and Other Untrue Statements I Say in Vietnam

First Classes are always nerve-wracking. You want to establish a good rapport with your new students, yet you also want to it make clear your rules and expectations. After six months of post-CELTA teaching, I was finally beginning to settle upon a good routine for a First Class. I’d found an engaging introduction game on Teach-This.com that would satisfy my new students’ natural curiosity about me and also give me the opportunity to assess their English level. For lack of creativity, I’ve been calling it “Teacher Questions.” A quick run-down of how it works:

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The Worst Class You’ll Ever Dread Teaching

The draft of this post was written last Saturday night. I delayed posting it until I could finish and edit it.

Is it too soon into the reincarnation of the blog to post about something that’s just made me cry? Maybe–yet here I am, six hours before I have to wake up again to begin a 10-hour workday filled with some of my toughest classes. Instead of sleeping, I’m pounding away at the keyboard, telling myself to stop crying, it’s not worth it to consciously add all this stress to my life.

What am I talking about?

Teaching teenagers, of course.

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