First Day at the Ninth Gate of Hell
So the first day teaching was miserable. I was completely lost. Syllabi were incorrect, I discovered protocol and routines that I was not informed of prior to my Kindy students setting me straight (I thought my credibility was in the toilet!), and the girl that I replaced had the most disgustingly unorganized desk. It took forever to find stuff and to prepare for class. Bleh.
Luckily....the second day was better. MUCH better! I got to school early, and it took me 2 hours to clean out my desk. But now it's all organized and lovely. I feel much more in control and have much less stress. It IS quite strange teaching small children, but I think we are getting on just fine. They are intrigued by my red hair (they tell me I have a boy haircut because women in Korea don't have short hair) and my nose piercing. I've been getting lots of hugs and smiles. They all call me "Nicole teacher." So far so good!!!
Luckily....the second day was better. MUCH better! I got to school early, and it took me 2 hours to clean out my desk. But now it's all organized and lovely. I feel much more in control and have much less stress. It IS quite strange teaching small children, but I think we are getting on just fine. They are intrigued by my red hair (they tell me I have a boy haircut because women in Korea don't have short hair) and my nose piercing. I've been getting lots of hugs and smiles. They all call me "Nicole teacher." So far so good!!!
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