One who believes the purpose of language is simply to convey information…is absolutely mistaken. If this was the case, we would write sentences like this:
One who believes the purpose of language is simply to convey information… is absolutely mistaken
if believe (language = information), wrong.
Doing so allows the speaker to say nearly exactly the same thing in only 6 words (as compared to 15) and less than half as many letters. Such a scenario would allow for faster transfer of spoken information and leave us with more time to do other things. So let us invent something to do just that!
In reality… we already have. Continue reading
There is nothing more deceptively challenging as teaching English. I majored in Finance and Japanese and came to Corea to, among other things, discover the culture of a nation almost entirely unknown to nearly every American of Caucasian descent; to grow introspectively in patience and understanding in the scheme of the greater social structure of Corean society (primarily that which concerns life in Corean middle schools); to eat Corean food, and—most significantly—to spend time with my girlfriend of then one-and-a-half years and get to know her family, where she grew up, and (with a bit of luck) blossom together in a beautiful and meaningful relationship. What I discovered was that teaching English in Corea, though on many levels a rewarding and enlightening experience, is a land laced with mines of depression and setbacks, frustrations and stress. It is a process of self-discovery that needs the very best of one’s personal determination and a mind so free and empty so that all words and daily activities, all information of any kind, can simply pass through your consciousness without maiming it permanently.
Playing in a Stream
When I was asked recently about motivation I realized that the topic and therefore problem of motivating students was one that actually dealt not with the students but with you, the teacher, and your own level of motivation. Continue reading
Hello everyone! I just wanted to post that I have added another video to my ESL Videos page (as well as to my YouTube page, NuevoKimochi). It involves my after school students giving a speech about their new pet alien. There are 8 students and each is just about as tired as a college student at the end of midterms but they manage to pull of a fantastic performance. They prepped for 30minutes at the most (that includes drawing their alien and writing a short description) so please keep that in mind.
They are a pleasure to teach and always good sports about whatever I throw at them. Finally, I am quite aware that I am still a novice when it comes to teaching so I am more than open to constructive criticism.
Until my next written post I am
Everyone is a Teacher, Student.
Several weeks ago I was informed quite to my pleasure that amongst all the teachers and all the classes at my middle school, I had been voted (by the students) as the favorite. I was, of course, flattered by their kind words and humbled to be so warmly welcomed in such a short amount of time but I could not help but wonder why it was that I was chosen and whether or not it was actually desirable to be so.
Given, there is not much more rewarding and motivating as praise from your peers for your good work. To me, the worthy and sincere congratulations and appreciation from others is better and more self-satisfying than my paycheck–especially on those sour Mondays or long Wednesdays. Yet this was something different. I was not chosen by my peers as the best teacher in Sindorim Middle school, I was chosen by the students.
In college I remember one such professor that all the students admired (and still do) who was formally known as Professor Ackerman (though he preferred to be called simply by his first name) who won similar recognition from us students when I was a senior. All of the students adored him! We were positively enthralled to see him anywhere on campus, he was always volunteering and participating in student-let activities, in the classroom he always maintained a high energy level and even managed to remember every single student by name (and he had quite a few students!) Yet, when it comes to what I learned in class I will admit, and not a bit proudly, that my reports and final marks were quite mediocre. Despite his enthusiasm and personable character, I found it easier to be his buddy so to speak and talk with him as such rather than as a professor.
Then what is the objective of being a teacher? Continue reading