A short one today, as I have a busy morning ahead (a job interview!)
And in fact, it’s been a busy period since, when? Mid- to late-March, when we had our Spring Sale, which was a lot of work.
Then after that I was writing some poems – I’m now waiting for some ideas for illustrations from the Club’s graphic designer.
And since then I’ve been dragging my worn out body and brain, long day after long day, through the final weeks until the apparently ever-receeding mirage that will be the Easter break.
One good sign is that my English-teacher colleage, Charly, has managed to cover the school with fragments of yellow and blue cardboard.
She’s been organising hordes of little people to produce intricate ‘Happy Easter’ cards during their final lessons before the holiday, happily covering the classroom tables with smears of glue as they do so.
The glue’s a clue.
We’re nearly there!
Talking of children, see today’s P.P.S. for a poem about pre-schoolers – an old one, but it’s cheerful, which is what’s needed today. The others, mostly about death or conflict, would have been much too gloomy!
Now then, where was I?
What to do after falling off your bicycle, right?
Well, everyone knows that, I’m sure.
You have to get back on and ride some more.
Otherwise, you’ll be frightened to in future, and all the progress you’ve made will risk being lost.
Cioè my Swedish.
Two Tuesday’s ago my teacher cancelled, with effectively no notice.
A couple of days later, the retired Swedish guy (a club member), who I have great conversations with on Thursdays, couldn’t Skype due to family problems.
Which left me an entire week with no Swedish (though much more time to write poems…)
That Friday, my Turkish teacher turned up, as usual. Then I spent the weekend bopping to music and listening to DJ chat on Turkish radio.
So by this week, it seemed that every word of Swedish had vanished from my head.
And any attempt to say anything in that language came out ass-backwards (Turkish grammar being rather different.)
Monday, hoping my Swedish teacher would actually show up this week, I decided to knuckle down and write up the notes from the previous six weeks of online Swedish lessons.
I’d been ignoring them, as it’s a laborious task – copying and pasting the teacher’s notes from Skype, one at a time, checking any words I didn’t know online, and so on.
And as I said, I’d been busy.
The whole process took several hours. Fortunately the school was quiet on Monday afternoon, the kids being occupied making Easter cards…
But by the time it was done, my head was back where it should be! And yesterday’s online lesson went OK.
In fact, the break seemed to have freshened things up a little.
So there, I’m back on the road again, peddling along, sun on my back, krock (a lovely Swedish word that I picked up reading about traffic accidents on the E4) forgotten.
Has your study regime gotten stuck in a rut?
Then get off and push a little. Or ask someone to push for you.
Just a little wanting to might be enough to get you back on track, as it was for me.
Talking of Tuesdays, yesterday’s EasyItalianNews.com is here. Reading/listening to it is FREE, so do try.
And here’s the promised poem.
Nope, now it’s here: https://onlinepoem.com/register/
Lynne F says
Daniel, as always i enjoy reading your articles, as much as listening to the EIN . I loved the poem! As i have mentioned before I am a retired Early years teacher (3-5 years olds) . Your poem today made me smile and reminded me just how simple tasks can take forever.. Good luck with the interview. Lynne F
PS maybe you should embrace technology and adopt electronic self registration 🙂
Though with the register, I like to think there’s something useful going on there – each child gets noticed, and says something in English, even if it’s only ‘yes’ or ‘no’. It might be one of the only moments in the class that is exclusively in the foreign language, but is understandable. At this age, too, it’s something the kids have never had to do before, and preparation for the formality of elementary school, which comes next year for the older ones. But mostly, it’s about routine, the predictable parts of the class forming the structure into which the other elements can be slotted. Does that make any sense? You’re the expert!
Lynne F says
Hahaha I don’t think much makes sense in Early Years classes, just glad i retired while i still had some.!! Yes I agree with your comment on interaction.( My school had 23 different languages spoken and probably 7 or 8 in my class at any one time.) I wasn’t totally for electronic registration , but made sure the time was spent interacting and encouraging the children talk . I’ll come and share my EY expertise anytime:)