one thing i never thought about back when i was applying to be a worldTeach volunteer in chile was that i would actually have to sit my keister down and grade, and grade, or grade, and grade tests.
in the intermediate and advanced classes we hardly even teach english. we prep students for the aforementioned, execrable TOEIC, a test that ostensibly proves the quality of one's english acquisition and is nearly impossible to teach to our students due to their lack of language foundation. i only teach one such class currently and it comes with one perk - tests are short, sweet, and multiple choice. grading a stack of intermediate tests takes a hot second. sadly, basic classes, in which one is able to actually present and practice grammar points and thereby - ummm- teach, come with a more daunting grading component. since i have 4 basic 2s, sometimes i'll sit down and triple the amount of grey hairs i currently sport.
sunday was one such day. with somewheres near 50 quizzes to grade, i sat down with a cup of water and some music thinking it would go as it always does, painfully and slowly. sadly, it went even more painfully and slowly than i had previously imagined. students didn't even end up doing horribly, but when you really want these kids to improve and take the time to grade every last myriad mistake, it gets a little trying (it hurts even more when you hand them back, they casually glance at their grade and then toss 'em into oblivion).
by the time i was halfway through the second stack, i needed alcohol. i looked around the house, but the only beverage with any sort of alcoholic content was erwin's "lemon stone" beer (mike's hard lemonade if it were... softer). frustrated i decided it would be worth a trip only to find out that not a store in the entire goddamn country was selling alcohol becuase chile's municipal elections took place nationwide on sunday and there's a country-wide ban on selling happy juice on election days. my sobriety, coupled with the pain of grading, multiplied by the fact that i'm a little on edge about the future these days was about to just send it all spiraling downwards when i came across some gems that made me LOL:
in the intermediate and advanced classes we hardly even teach english. we prep students for the aforementioned, execrable TOEIC, a test that ostensibly proves the quality of one's english acquisition and is nearly impossible to teach to our students due to their lack of language foundation. i only teach one such class currently and it comes with one perk - tests are short, sweet, and multiple choice. grading a stack of intermediate tests takes a hot second. sadly, basic classes, in which one is able to actually present and practice grammar points and thereby - ummm- teach, come with a more daunting grading component. since i have 4 basic 2s, sometimes i'll sit down and triple the amount of grey hairs i currently sport.
sunday was one such day. with somewheres near 50 quizzes to grade, i sat down with a cup of water and some music thinking it would go as it always does, painfully and slowly. sadly, it went even more painfully and slowly than i had previously imagined. students didn't even end up doing horribly, but when you really want these kids to improve and take the time to grade every last myriad mistake, it gets a little trying (it hurts even more when you hand them back, they casually glance at their grade and then toss 'em into oblivion).
by the time i was halfway through the second stack, i needed alcohol. i looked around the house, but the only beverage with any sort of alcoholic content was erwin's "lemon stone" beer (mike's hard lemonade if it were... softer). frustrated i decided it would be worth a trip only to find out that not a store in the entire goddamn country was selling alcohol becuase chile's municipal elections took place nationwide on sunday and there's a country-wide ban on selling happy juice on election days. my sobriety, coupled with the pain of grading, multiplied by the fact that i'm a little on edge about the future these days was about to just send it all spiraling downwards when i came across some gems that made me LOL:
How many times have you been ill in the past 5 years? What did you do?
Corrected into human English that's, "I'm sick very little but when I've been sick I have gone to the hospital for a needle, in my pretty ass..... ouch shit! It was painful and after I was in bed for three weeks in the summer."
How many times have you been ill in the past 5 years? What did you do?
"I don't remember. I had heartache because my ex-girlfriend hurt me... I ate chocolate, very much chocolate."
Juan Carlos: "What do you have for my heartache?"
Pharmacist: "I recommend you believe in Buda (sp).
PRODUCT: BANDAGES
TYPE OF CONTAINER: PACK
WHAT IS IT FOR?: FOR THE AFTER SHAVE
stumbling upon these fleeting glimpses into wit was better than throwing back some suds or consuming nose candy to battle my woes. teaching the kids you really care or who crack wise makes it all worthwhile. i'm guessing any teacher would agree.
bonus round:
we also do online discussions. i throw out a serious of 8-12 questions or short paragraphs and students, in theory, reply within 2 days. one student, who fancies herself as a little princess, wrote:
5. When was the list time you were sick? What did you have?
The last time that I was sick was three months ago and I had a crisis of irritable colon.
The fact that THIS girl would write THAT nearly had me on the floor, but not in that cute kind of way. I don't much care for her. I digress, the next time you see a teacher, give he or she a big hearty hug. Speaking from my experience, there's a good chance it would be well deserved.
P.S. DuocUC English tests are riddled with grammatical errors. One such example is on display in one of the above pictures. If a dunce named P. Kerry, no wait, Phillip K. asks, I didn't say a word.



Sean: your anecdote about teaching reminded me of my own unforgiving experiences with students who missed class. I posted it on my office door, which may or may not have detracted some students from coming to see me in order to ask this very question:
ReplyDeleteDid I Miss Anything?
Tom Wayman
Question frequently asked by
students after missing a class
Nothing. When we realized you weren't here
we sat with our hands folded on our desks
in silence, for the full two hours
Everything. I gave an exam worth
40 percent of the grade for this term
and assigned some reading due today
on which I'm about to hand out a quiz
worth 50 per cent
Nothing. None of the content of this course
has value or meaning
Take as many days off as you like:
any activities we undertake as a class
I assure you will not matter either to you or me
and are without purpose
Everything. A few minutes after we began last time
a shaft of light suddenly descended and an angel
or other heavenly being appeared
and revealed to us what each woman or man must do
to attain divine wisdom in this life and
the hereafter
This is the last time the class will meet
before we disperse to bring the good news to all people
on earth
Nothing. When you are not present
how could something significant occur?
Everything. Contained in this classroom
is a microcosm of human experience
assembled for you to query and examine and ponder
This is not the only place such an opportunity has been
gathered
but it was one place
And you weren't here
All in good humour, but somehow I was probably still an asshole. C'est la vie, tu sais?