Today was the last of my classroom observations! All of May the kid's parents came in to observe our classes... talk about stresssssful!
So, today was my last one and it was my morning kids... the little ones.
How did it go, you ask? They were buck wild! Most of them anyways. There were 10 parents and 10 kids. Some of the kids were shouting and running up to the story book I was reading with them and licking the pages (cause there were hot dogs in the story). They were climbing up on the chairs while we were playing "I spy with my little eye" and dangerously reaching to point at certain objects. So, I was running around in circles telling them to stay off the chairs, lifting them down every few minutes. This one kid kept shouting out all sorts of nonsense, interrupting me and causing a scene and then he started saying, "Amie teacher is booby teacher! I can see your boobies!" Oh, shame! I just kinda looked at the parents and at him putting the book up to my chest saying, "Don't say that!" Yeah... so that was how I spent my morning.
2 comments:
Booby teacher? That's awesome!
Well, it's not that I am ashamed of my boobs. It's just the circumstances in which they were talked about.
Imagine, 10 Korean mothers, all with their papers in hand, ready to rate you on a scale of 1-3 on how you handle the class and yourself? How patient are you? How do you teach? Are you kind? Interesting? Do the kids listen to you and respect you?... etc. and you've got this little kid shouting out in the middle of you trying to read a story, "Amie teacher is booby teacher!! I see your boobies!" and he's pointing at your boobs and they all look at your boobs... and then your face and then the boy and then your boobs... laughing... and looking... and laughing... and LOOKING! Yikes man... yikes! Know what I'm saying?
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