The first full week back

As I reflect on this week I would say it was definitely full of ups and downs.

The week started off pretty normal and actually with a high because one of the cutest four year olds actually had a conversation with me for the first time.  Since I don't really work with the four year olds she doesn't really know me, but she knows what my basic job is and this is a summary of what she said:
(She came up to me crying because she had gotten pushed and hit her head.)
As I was comforting her she looked at me and said,
"How come you speak English and Spanish?"
I said it was because I know both languages.
"Yeah, because you teach English. And I speak Spanish."
Yep.
"And you help us to play safely. And you help us button our smocks. And you help when our hair gets caught in the buttons. "
(Yes, small child that is exactly why I am here.)

So that was that.
Then I went to help with the Cambridge students and was told that from then on I wouldn't be helping with Cambridge (high school), only KET (middle school).
So, okay, that's cool.  I didn't really mind because I don't feel like I help all that much and I don't speak British English...

So the next day the secretary tells me that the English teacher who does Cambridge and KET, was in a car accident so I would be by myself for the lessons. So, okay that's fine.
When I go to her class the man taking my place for Cambridge, basically was there and said he had the Cambridge class covered.  That was great!

So I go back down and tell the secretary that.  After some calls she says, just go back up there. Umm... okay whatever (a little annoyed).
So I go and sit in the Cambridge class and then do the KET class. The rest of the day goes on as usual.

The next day....
I go to the secretary to ask what I will be doing instead of Cambridge.  "You're going to keep doing Cambridge." "No, I was told I wasn't doing Cambridge."  "Well, I don't know, the head teacher said you would be doing Cambridge." (Well that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard because a class of 9-12 high schoolers definitely need three teachers.)  ...so I go up to the secondary school where one of the other English teachers tells me I'll be continuing with Cambridge because the students like me there. (Okay cool, sounds good.) So we got a plan together for what we would be doing in Cambridge and that is that.  The days goes on as usual.

The next day...
As I pass by the secretary's desk she says "Kendall, today you're going to start doing reinforcement with primary."
Okay...?
"It will be at 1:30."
"But that is when I'm in Cambridge."
"You aren't doing Cambridge, I don't think."
(ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!)

So I went to talk about what I would be doing with that, completely pissed off.

Then it was Friday, HALLELUJAH!
Friday's are short days so my schedule has been pretty much the same since the beginning.

The most important thing that happened was that one of my five year old students was talking to me during patio, and usually he explains things to me about the differences between English and Spanish. (The kid is a genius.)  So he started off telling me about the differences between "g" and "j" and "h" in English and Spanish... Then he started telling me about the "g" and "h" sounds in Arabic.
Yep... this is a five year old.  Nope his parents do not speak Arabic (and I don't think they speak English either but I'm not positive).
So he taught me how to write the letters that make the "g" and "h" sound in Arabic.  So I asked him how he is learning Arabic.  He says, "tablet." So I think it must be some program like duolingo or something. So I ask if it is from an app.  He replies "youtube."

Oh. Casual. A five year old is learning Arabic from youtube.  ...like I said, genius.



SO all in all I guess I'm over being frustrated about my schedule changing four times this week, thanks to the children, whom I love.

Thanks for reading.
Hasta luego.