Thursday, June 19, 2008

Yellow Submarine

Guess what I'm currently teaching my kindergartners? Yup, Yellow Submarine! It's a fun song for them and they're cute as can be learning it. I'm still not sure if they completely understood what a submarine is (my drawing left much to be desired), but there's always next week to work on explaining it better. As an added bonus, Yellow Submarine doesn't make me want to commit a heinous crime, like songs by The Wiggles do. I know kids are nuts about that group, but I, personally, have a VERY low Wiggles tolerance. I also taught the kids (both classes) the Hokey Pokey today. I managed to find a version done in swing style, so it's much more fun.

Two days ago I read the story "I'll Love You Forever" to my E4-B class, just as something different to start class with. They loved having a story read to them so much that they begged me to read one yesterday. So, with Mindy in tow, I ran downstairs to grab a book to read to them. It had been raining, and somehow it failed to occur to me that the stairs would be slippery...

Yes, I know, I am a KLUTZ!!! I fell on my knees (which still hurt), much to the concern and delight of Mindy. As soon as she knew that "Teacher" was okay, she couldn't stop laughing. I thought it was rather funny, too, actually. Mindy immediately told Cate, who, ironically, was in the process of making signs warning people about the slippery floors. We all had a good laugh about that. By the end of the day, kids were telling me to be careful every time I stood up! Word really gets out fast in our hagwon!

Then, this morning, when I got to school, Mark (Cate's husband, who speaks next to no English) greeted me with "Good Morning. Slow, slow!" Apparently he had also heard about my misadventures with the stairs!

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"