Thursday, July 24, 2008

that's Teacher Allison to you

I would first just like to say that I'm getting so good at holding an umbrella it's not even funny - yeah it looks easy, and I'm sure you've tried it before when it rains, but it's nothing like Costa Rican rain.  I've got some good methods now for when the wind blows in certain ways like you wouldn't believe.  But my favorite method is when it's raining so hard that you can hardly see where you're walking, I've come up with this great technique: put your umbrella back down into it's compact little state because you're just going to get completely drenched anyway. I might as well pack some shampoo with me at all times, too.
So my first week of teaching - I was so excited because I could tell from the outside that it was going to be a nice school, it's even right next to a coffee plantation ;) And sure enough when I first walked in I was in awe.  Seriously, there are murals, beautiful murals on the walls, painted by the high schoolers. Everything is so open with gates and windows and sky lights letting in so much natural light.  There are separate buildings for the high school, elementary, and pre-primary grades, a building with a little (sad) library and computer room, one for the office, and one for the cafeteria so the students can run right outside when they're done eating.  All these buildings are connected by sidewalks with roofs over the top for when it, obviously, rains.  Even the stairway to go up to my classrooms is open, which is necessary for when its nice, and it usually is nice most of the day. Okay, yes, I did say classrooms - plural - I teach mostly fourth grade (24 students), but a little in fifth grade also (28 students). 
My students were so welcoming - they call every teacher "Teacher" and then their first name, and since Allison is easier for them to say, I am Teacher Allison.  That's only one of the things that took some getting used to.  One of my first thoughts after my first day of being at this school was "I'm so glad I had three wonderful, amazing learning experiences in an American public school" because if I didn't, I probably would have been so lost.  (This is definitely a learning experience, too, no doubt). My mentor, Kim, back home is to thank for the majority of my teaching style - I learned so many good ideas and techniques from her which are definitely coming into use here! My cooperating teacher at this school, Viviana is extremely nice and welcoming - she made it a point to introduce me to all the other faculty.  However, she is new and has only taught preschoolers... so we are helping each other quite a bit, which is actually kind of awesome for me to voice more opinions.  My second day at the school I actually found out 45 minutes before class started that I was going to teach the lesson... about the book I didn't even read, and with no lesson prepared... but it actually went really well after I quickly skimmed through the book and made up a little story map activity - not the best by any means, but it worked considering the circumstance.
Alright, so I realized that teaching here is like teaching a whole class full of English as Second Language learners - talk about veryyyy good practice.  All of the students are native Spanish speakers, clearly, well except maybe like 3 of my students but they primarily speak Spanish.... BUT in this school, they learn every subject in English (except of course Spanish and French classes).  I think this is a unique idea, except that some of the students know very, very little English, if any I'm beginning to realize.  Also, they are used to copying notes from the board for pretty much everything, so I had to gradually start implementing my more hands-on approach - but I don't get to use it nearly as much as I would like.  This is for 2 reasons: 1. there are very little teaching materials (mostly just paper.. and everything else I have to bring), and 2. some of my ideas are too abstract for them, as it would be for anyone learning in a different language.  I have found out that my students LOVE acting and dancing (perfect match?) so I try to let them act out scenarios in most subjects and to incorporate their favorite things when ever I can.  It's so adorable how my students try so hard to talk to me in English, but sometimes I even get to practice my Spanish with them - especially with the ones who don't exactly know English.  It makes me feel like I'm actually helping them, like when cute little J.J. had a question on his test, I said it in Spanish and suddenly he understood it (go figure, right?).  My first week I thought my students would hate me because I expect them to be quiet when I talk so I don't have to yell, which I don't think they're exactly used to.  I told them I don't want to feel like I have to scream over their voices, and my voice sounds a lot nicer when I'm not yelling.  Also, I push them so hard to think and to question rather than just try to get points for copying something down; I take away minutes of their lunch if they take away our teaching/learning time because they're out of their seats goofing around; I call on students to answer questions if they weren't listening (ooo that's the worst); I do all these things that are sometimes pushing the boundaries for me, but I am actually a firm teacher, I have to be. At the same time, when they're good, I try to be extra nice, I always try to be caring, and sometimes I'm a little silly in my teaching.  I definitely got some laughs when I pretended to be Queen Elizabeth this week, but hey, it got their attention and now they know where she lives and hopefully some other things about the United Kingdom.  
Honestly, after my first two weeks teaching here I had some doubts in myself, especially when my students claimed they at times they didn't understand me.  I have to talk so clear, and slow, use simple terms a lot, even though sometimes I think they understand more than they say. Already, midway through my third week, I feel like I am gaining more respect from them, because I also try to use Spanish translations when I can and I show interest in knowing how to say something in Spanish. It's definitely a challenge teaching in this kind of environment, but I have 12 weeks left to make these kids mine and to get them a million times more motivated about learning because right now I'm just having a hard time seeing it.  Trust me, it WILL be there by the time I leave.

TODAY:  A couple days ago I asked Viviana what she thought about us having "finish early activities" for when the students are done with their work to keep them quiet and basically just preventing the chaos whenever they get a chance - to which she agreed was a good idea.  So I made these four folders (I got the idea from Teaching Esme) that say "If... you... finish... early" and then right below it translated "Si... usted... termina... temprano" and hung them up on the wall.  I was hoping to use them right away on Monday, but of course things never go as planned with schedule changes and all sorts of things constantly, so they've been hanging there.  Ever since I put them up, the kids had been asking me "Teacher Allison, the folders? What for?" It's adorable how they are so intrigued by this new little addition.  I kept telling them that if they are good listeners and we get our lessons done I can explain what they are and fill them.  Well, two days passed and we didn't get to them, but I told them it wasn't my fault and I got a big "BUT TEACHERRRRR!" Haha I wanted to laugh but that might have been mean.  So today (Wednesday) I FINALLY just took a little time before the lesson to show them all the different kinds of QUIET at YOUR DESK activities they can do whenever they are done with their work instead of getting up and talking to their friends.  Today they didn't get to use them yet because we had to cut the lessons short to practice for their talent show, but at least now hopefully it will motivate them and keep them quiet.  

Monday, July 14, 2008

Pura Vida in Costa Rica

If I were to explain culture shock, I would define it as simply as overwhelming sights, sounds, tastes, smells, and all sorts of feelings. For example, this computer I am using in an internet cafe is extremely different, I dont know how to use most of the punctuation on this keyboard, not even an exclamation point. Also, Spanish words are constantly floating around in my head and in my ears and trying to escape from my mouth. I never realized how much I took for granted communicating whenever I wanted or needed to... but culture shock isnt necessarily a bad thing, just very different. I really cant complain tho... Costa Rica is absolutely amazing. Everywhere I look no matter where I am outside here, there are mountains and exotic plants and markets full of fresh fruits and vegetables.
So far I have traveled around the little town I live in, Tres Rios, with a friend, Jenny who leaves next Monday. I have taken so many buses to a couple other cities, like San Jose, San Pedro, and Cartago to see other markets, shops, and people. Last week I went to Pueblito with my aunt Kathy. It consists of 18 houses all put together like a little community for children without parents, or parents who can afford to take care of them. We played soccer and basketball, jump roped, played cards and they taught me some dance moves... really they just need affection and friendship. They dont have a lot, but they have the biggest hearts. I will be going back there quite frequently I hope. When I left, a lot of them gave me little presents, like one of their stuffed animals or a bracelet they made, but my favorite things are their hugs.. and when they call me allison, because its easier to pronounce than allie... but when they say my name it sounds like allie-sown.. haha i love it.
Over the weekend, Jenny and I took an adventure to Montezuma, which is on the peninusla. We took a few buses and a ferry, eight hours later we arrived and decided to stay in a hotel right on the beach of this small town. I cant really think of anyone else i know, besides maybe my brothers, who would want to stay in that hotel, but it was awesome, no matter how small and kinda dirty. So there we were, hanging out in the hut outside and attached to our hotel on the beach, drinking a costa rican beer Imperial, listening to Bob Marley music while a guy in a hammock played the bongos. It was raining, one of the things I love about it here is that it is usually sunny in the mornings and rains later on in the day or night. It was so relaxing being there. Jenny and I made a lot of friends there and ended up playing cards the whole night and walked on the beach. The next day we went to this girls really nice hotel where we went swimming in the pool where only a few yards away were mango trees with monkeys swinging from them and throwing the mangos down to the ground... it basically made my day, possibly trip in CR to see those monkeys!! (hey i figured out the exclamation points!)
The ride home was much better because we got to take a jet boat with some of the girls we made friends with there... don{t worry, I took a short video of it if anyone wants to see it!
Okay, on request, I will tell you about my host mom and her house. Her name is Flor, shes my tica mother.
  • Tranquila is her way of life, which means relax and go with the flow.
  • She loves to dance and has taught me the salsa and the merengue! Shes a riot.
  • Her food is very healthy and sooo good, it reminds me of being home. All her foods are made from fresh fruits and vegetables.. I highly recommend making a watermelon batido, or smoothie. Also, she loves coffee just as much as my mom and me.
  • She has herbal remedies.. did you know that old coffee grounds and eggshells blended with water is nutritious for plants? haha, yep. Also, she took care of my irritated eyes by making tea nice and hot, then chilling it and dropping it into my eyes.. then I had to rest, and felt all better when I woke up.
  • Finally, she is always giving advice and words of wisdom, along with interesting lessons during dinner with lit candles for a romantica atmosphere!

Her house, like most houses here, has a garage with a barred door where you enter. Right when you walk in, there is a seating area and to the left is her 30 year old sons room. In this room there are her some of her babies.. aka, plants. In her kitchen, there are things you would find in any other kitchen, but her best cooking appliance is oddly enough, her blender. There is a little back patio where she hangs clothes to dry and where there is a hammock to take naps in and also, more flowers. My room is actually very nice, with a big bed, and my window overlooks the patio, but when Jenny leaves, Ill have her room, and with that is my own bathroom. There are 2 other bedrooms, Flors and her nieces, and then a living room and one other bathroom. I guess Ill have to put up pictures at some point because its hard to describe it all.

Anyway, next week I will begin student teaching.. this week I am helping out at a different foster home where there are 37, yes 37, children.. its muy locisimo, or crazy, if youre muy rusty in spanish like my dad, haha. Hasta luego, Until Later!