I am trying to be creative with my title. Here is nothing but my day from start until I am currently sitting writing this story.
I got up at 7 am having not slept very well. My mind is a juggernaut amassing itself to the brim with Ideas. I sometimes am not sure how to implement them.
So I got ready for my busy day at work. Saturdays are days where I don't always understand the motivation behind them.
I showed up early and ate my breakfast that I got at Paris Baguette. It's a place where I will miss having breakfast with Christina on Saturday Mornings. I wish I could had a Breakfast Experience other than MacDonald's because Breakfast is one of the most important meals of the day if not the most important one.
I draped myself with a quick attire from my wardrobe and didn't really care. Its Saturday morning teaching. If you think the kids are focused and determined to learn English during the afternoon hours of the week you can forget it when it comes to Saturday morning. Some of the kids don't even show up and I am starting to think some of them dropped.
Vicki and I greet each other and have a normal conversation. "HI, How are you? etc. etc. GOOD MORNING. Mr. Jeong likes to run roughshod over everything. He didn't say anything to me other than mark kids down in Progress Report. In my case if I do then maybe they will have to leave after a certain time. It doesn't do me any good to tell or write about it.
Mr. Jeong talked to Vicki for 10 minutes apparently about class control, homework check, and writing. I can't believe him. Its Saturday morning and I don't think he has a heart that cares about people at all.
The spiel that he is protecting his business and just trying to run a Hawgwan is ludicrous to me. Vicki, Christina and I give so much and yet he gives us so little motivation in return. I can't wait to be free from his shackles.
Todays classes:
TC1: They were once again too quiet. I don't understand their lack of motivation. They just smile at me and wouldn't say much.
TC2: Blatant Disrespect I am hoping something huge is done about this but I doubt anything will come out of it. MR. Jeong dismissed me when I wanted to talk to him about things. I also gave him the note which I am sure nothing will be done about it. I will write him a note on his progress report but I am sure nothing will be done about it.
TD3: Break Time I am still trying to figure out why Mr. Jeong is having me teach this class. They are fun and smart but I am not able to do much with them because I am only going to teach them 7 more times at the most.
TD2: I learned not to complain. Peachy wasn't there. Jully and Sarah still are not showing much respect playing with their phones but due to their sensitivity I can't do anything about it because if I do Mr. Jeong will complain to me.
I am tired of that.
I am following subroutines. Nick go here go there. Its Time for Class. English class.
I am programmed to do the same thing each day and its starting to blow up in my face.
I am not staying here in This Academy other than two reasons 1. Self explanatory and number 2. My bonus.
I am trying to work hard and put things together to make right but making mixed results because no matter how much I do it doesnt matter I still have an angry boss, kids who treat me poorly and at the end of the day more questions than answers.
I went to the Chinese Restaurant today they treated me because they had no change. I will pay next time. She is so nice. I rarely go eat alone its just not that fun to me.
This is the story and now I will just relax add more to this later.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
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