Parent Week

We ended up having 3 days of parents coming to visit the classes.   Glenn's day was first and he had 15 parents out of his 17 children coming to watch him teach on the first day, Tuesday.   His session went extremely well and he had a meeting after school telling him how good he was with the children.  That was no surprise to me.  He is an excellent teacher.

I had to wait until Thursday for my big day.  My Western training at the thought of having a group of parents watching me teach, immediately invoked fear in my mind. It was made worse by getting a new boy student on Tuesday which totally unsettled the boys in my class who are not the most socialised boys I've come across.  'I'm not good enough,' was my reaction to having parents watching my mistakes. I even had to take a sleeping tablet last night to help me relax in preparation for the big day.

I can't believe at my age I can react in such an adolescent way. I have no excuses.   As a result I was over prepared for the big event. Five mothers of  my 17 students, turned up for the show and one grandfather. They got bored half way through and started chatting to each other until I told one of my girls to tell them in Spanish to be quiet, much to everyone's amusement as they roared laughing!

I must have done alright because I got no complaints and no feedback at all.   Perhaps it was all a waste of time, but I certainly don't think my normal day is that. It's great to be able to be able to do something in my retirement that I really enjoy and improve my Spanish as well.

Tomorrow is Sports Day.   We don't have to teach at all.   Each class has a Sports Girl who has to parade up and down, waving streamers and gets a vote at the end of the day.  We're only staying for an hour because we're going to another town which is 2 hours away by bus for the weekend.