TEFL/TESOL: The Beginning

2 08 2009

It’s a lovely, sunny Sunday morning, and it feels much later than 10 am. Five people have moved out of the house, and five new people have taken their places. It’s always a surprise waking up in the morning or from a nap and coming out of my room to see the newbies. Every couple of weeks, it’s the same conversation. “Where are you from?” “What are you doing here?” “How long are you here for?” “Remember to put the toilet paper in the trash can, not the toilet, etc…”

On another note, tomorrow is my third day of TEFL/TESOL class. I’m teaching a mini-lesson, which is 20 minutes long. We’re basically supposed to teach anything but English. So, I’m teaching a very basic version of blackjack. In the ideal situation, I would need to use the board well, use appropriate handouts, talk less than 40% of the time, elicit English from the students using various techniques and plan my time so that I don’t go way over or way under. Afterwards, the teachers critique us. I’m both anxious and excited. Can’t wait to practice on one of the staff members in my house tonight!

More than half the students in the class are in their 20s. I saw them all at one of the popular dance clubs on Friday night. There are also a couple of older men and a couple of people from Holland in the class.

Lately, I’ve been missing warm weather and grassy parks. A few months ago, I was in San Francisco, where it seems like there are parks every few blocks. A year ago, I was traveling through Europe, and there were parks everywhere. Cusco has no clean, grassy parks where I can just sit and relax. I’ve been going to some quiet cafes, but it’s not the same. As much as I love city life, I also love quiet, safe areas outside. I have yet to find my outside haven.