
Full of misguided confidence, I stood up and introduced myself to my class. The co-teacher had just outlined the class rules, so she gave me 20 minutes for their little round faces to stare at me. And stare they did.
ME: Uh... hi. I'm Samantha. I'm from South Africa. Say "South Africa"
Students: *crickets*
ME: Ok say "Samantha"
Students: ...
ME, panicking: "Samantha. Sa. Man. Tha."
Little girl in group 4: Sa. Man. Da.
Students: Samandda.
ME: Thhhhhhhhhh. Say thhhhhhh
Students: ffffffff.
*facepalm*
The first lesson I taught was How Are You. I was scared. I was excited. I was bumbling around finding my "teacher genes". I made the kids stand up, fist pump, and yell "I'm GREAT!" - though I think it was more to psych myself up than anything else.
As I sit here typing this, I'm about to teach lesson 14 of 16 from the Korean national English text books to the very first class that I laid eyes on. I know that the little girl in group 4 who broke the silence that day is a bit of a smartass. I know the kid who mouths the words as I say them is not being cheeky - it's his way of learning. I know Donghyun needs constant attention and Minsu is smiling sweetly because he hasn't a cooking clue what's going on.
Today, during warmup, I'll ask again, how are you?
My own reply: I'm GREAT!