GACK
I really wish my brain would just kick into work mode, so I can actually get something done. I mean, I have only one thing left to hand in for the entire damn course, so why can't I just get it over with? I'll tell ya, because I'd rather write on my journal.
I think I actually will miss Co-op. I wont miss the blasted photocopier that hates me as much as I hate it, and I won't miss that little shit Shane's bad attitude, but I'll miss everything else. Today I almost cried because Zanna has learned so much English since I have been working with him. He read to me a speech that he wrote himself on where he used to live, Kurdistan (northen Iraq). I was seriously amazed at his ability to read the sentences as if they are actual sentences, not like each word is separate. I only had to help him pronounce one word, "weather". He said it "wuther", but I still think that he has improved so much. He's the sweetest boy ever, I'm kinda sad to leave him just when he is starting to get a grip on the language. I'm also sad to be leaving students like Egzon and Sarah, because it seems that they actually get things done when I am working with them. There are not enough teachers in the school to give some students the individual attention that they need. What will happen if I am not there to make sure Egzon doesnt give up when he gets frustrated? Who will get Sarah back on track when she starts talking about her imaginary world? I'm also going to miss the teachers, Mrs. Cooper in particular. I admire her so much as a teacher because she is incredibly nice, but she wont take shit from nobody. She speaks with a tone that keeps the students interested, and knows how to dumb things down.
Blah, essay. Fuck bees.
~monica~
I think I actually will miss Co-op. I wont miss the blasted photocopier that hates me as much as I hate it, and I won't miss that little shit Shane's bad attitude, but I'll miss everything else. Today I almost cried because Zanna has learned so much English since I have been working with him. He read to me a speech that he wrote himself on where he used to live, Kurdistan (northen Iraq). I was seriously amazed at his ability to read the sentences as if they are actual sentences, not like each word is separate. I only had to help him pronounce one word, "weather". He said it "wuther", but I still think that he has improved so much. He's the sweetest boy ever, I'm kinda sad to leave him just when he is starting to get a grip on the language. I'm also sad to be leaving students like Egzon and Sarah, because it seems that they actually get things done when I am working with them. There are not enough teachers in the school to give some students the individual attention that they need. What will happen if I am not there to make sure Egzon doesnt give up when he gets frustrated? Who will get Sarah back on track when she starts talking about her imaginary world? I'm also going to miss the teachers, Mrs. Cooper in particular. I admire her so much as a teacher because she is incredibly nice, but she wont take shit from nobody. She speaks with a tone that keeps the students interested, and knows how to dumb things down.
Blah, essay. Fuck bees.
~monica~