My drafts are dwindling, but we are forging ahead here. This one goes more into depth about how much I loved the 1st graders from 2018, which I also briefly mentioned in my previous post.
May 2018 – Untitled
One of the many unique things about being a teacher is that the working experience can change drastically from year to year, all depending on the classes and the students.
Last year was a golden year. As I wrote about at the time, I was in a very Zen zone. Everything was pretty easy. I let the stressful stuff slide off my back, but to be honest there weren’t a whole lot of difficulties in terms of the students and teaching.
This year has definitely presented itself as… a challenge, to say the least. The 3rd graders have gone full Apathy/Chaotic Mode from Day 1 (admittedly, continuing a trend they’ve followed since they entered middle school, but the behavior has intensified exponentially now that they’re at the top of the food chain).
The 1st graders this year fortunately balance that out a bit. We’re already about halfway through the semester and they’re still good listeners and easy to manage. This is a first. In my experience, by this point in the year they’d already be very demotivated and (in some cases) noisy and disruptive.
Whether this change is due to the new textbook (which I love because it’s so much easier and more engaging than the old one), my new approach to lessons based on said new textbook, this particular set of kids, or some combination of the three, I’m not sure. I’m just so glad we’re still going strong, because once a negative mood creeps into a class it’s hard to kick it out.
I can’t gush enough about them, honestly. I can walk into class with them knowing that I’ll be greeted cheerfully – even at the dreaded 4th period (right before lunch) or 7th period (the last class of the day) – and that when they get noisy, all I need to do is say “eyes on me” or point at the “Listen Carefully” rule on the whiteboard to get them to self-police and quiet down. It’s amazing!
Currently we’re prepping for speaking test week at the end of the month. It’s old hat for the 2nd and 3rd graders, the same format they’ve done for a year or two now.
We had Sports Day yesterday (purposely coinciding with Teachers’ Day to give teachers a “break,” although I’m pretty sure it was the opposite because there was so much prepping and kid-wrangling to do).
I usually like watching the Sports Day festivities. Yesterday, however, I only watched for the first hour and then went inside because the pollution levels were out of control. You could literally see the gray smoggy haze in the air. The mountains were obscured by layers of smog. After that one hour, my throat and chest were feeling the effects, and I, not wishing to get any more fine particles lodged in my lungs, retreated.
However, while I was in my office and missing out on Sports Day, I did at least get visits from a few students from last year. They came in a shy little group to say hi to me.
Yep, do not miss that set of 3rd graders (as a whole). *shudder* One of my coworkers at the time, who is still a good friend of mine now, still occasionally talks about how traumatized she is from teaching them. They were… a lot.
2018 was also one of the worst years for air pollution here. When Covid caused China to shut down its factories in 2020, we had some of the best, clearest air days we’d had in years – since before I came to Korea, I guess. I remember taking so many pictures of the sky during 2020 because I was awed by how different it was. While pollution has crept back in the years following, so far it’s still been better on the whole, but most of our super bad days are thanks to westerly winds blowing in nasty toxic stuff from the factories on the east coast of China. (Does China deliberately build its factories on the east coast so that the pollution blows into Korea? You’d best believe it. I mean, allegedly.)