First day of my internship with the niños.

September 27, 2011

Today was also the first day of the internship class I am taking where I work in an elementary school. Chaos is the only word to describe the class I helped with. I think the kids in my class were 6 or 7 but I’m not quite sure. They were hellions. The class period I helped with was English and the poor old professor couldn’t control them. He said he was used to teaching the 12 year olds. They were screaming, throwing things, hitting each other, erasing things off the chalkboard, and no one would sit down or shut up. Pretty much the entire hour involved screaming at them to sit down. There was only about 5 minutes of semi-good behavior when he put on an English cartoon. He should only show cartoons in class I feel like. Other than that he has every child come up the front of the class and say “hello my name is…” in English. There are probably 25 of them and I maybe remember 3 of their names. He also had them ask me a few questions about the United States. He asked them if they knew what the flag of the USA looked like and they all knew that it had stars on it and the colors. I was very impressed. Smart kids. There was also this eager learner who went up to the professor and rambled about four questions in a row without breathing such as: what money do they use, how many people live there, how far is it. Smart boy. There was also this Asian child named Guiermo that sat in the front row who would not sit down.  Somehow I got him to sit and his seat and be quiet though. I don’t even know how that happened.  At one point, I was standing in the front of the class and he got out of his seat and held my hand. I was like “okay boy as long as you’re not running around throwing things I can deal.” I am really bad with kids. They’re freakin’ weird.  It is the first week of classes though so I’m hoping that things get a little better and a little more disciplined. Later this week I am helping with an art class as well as a science class. I’m not sure if it will be the same group of kids or a different group but I kind of hope I get to deal with the older kids. I’m really just not good with children. Oh well.