I must admit that I've come to the college out of general interest in English (really;D). In the high school English became my real passion. I think it was because of my English teacher. She was a really great and demanding person and, in my case, the motivating factor thanks to which I was learning so hard.
When I was a child I wanted to be a shop assistant or a teacher. After some time, however, those "dreams" disappeared. I haven't come to the college with a clear plan of becoming a teacher of English. It don't remember it was my intention to become one. Now I think that something has changed. I perceive myself as a teacher.
My first lesson ever...hmmm...I survived;)
My very first lesson took place in the high school in Drezdenko. It was in September.
It was the first grade so the majority of students have just started learning English. There were 15 students in this group. They were mostly well-disciplined and willing to work. There were quite many active students who were not afraid of sharing their opinions with other students. Generally, the atmosphere during the lesson with this class was very friendly.
It was the first real lesson I took. At the beginning I was extremely stressed but then, after some time, it was OK. Students' positive attitude helped me somehow. I was doing my best.
I've taken 39 classes so far. Practice makes perfect, as they say.
Being "on the other side" is not as bad as I thought it is;)
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I guess there is no danger then of your reverting to your other idea from childhood: becoming a shop assistant. ;) BTW, having taught 39 classes, you may well be one of the more experienced teacher-students here. Well done!
Hmmm...;) But I was a shop assistant. I gave up about 1,5 months ago. So not so long ago. It was TOO much. KJO + 24 hours every week = extremely exhausting. I really prefer to teach!!
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