Monday, 18 December 2017

Good Endings

Saturdays, I tutor a Grade 6 girl who is a student at The CW! She is, in fact, my first student. I started my one on one tutoring for children with her. Although Hans didn't get into The CW, I feel like I have a child there because of her. I am going to call her Nicey.

I mostly do writing with Nicey. Writing is challenging to teach. Most children can get into reading if it is interesting subject material for them. Writing, on the other hand, is actual "work"! Right now, I can make this entire post technical and bore the heck out of anyone who cares to read it; however, I won't.

Last school year, Nicey wrapped up Grade 5 with an A- for writing. This school year, our aim is to end with an A or A+. I believe she can do it. To that extent, the child is dedicated. Even when our one hour was up, she would continue to write. Her parents would be concerned and would compensate me with food for the extra time. It was super sweet of them. Then, they decided to actually extend the one hour to an hour and 15 minutes. Even so, their only child continues to go past her scheduled time! I am fine with Nicey taking a few extra minutes. I would never want to interrupt the creative process or end it abruptly!

Last Saturday, Nicey had to write a poem as part of her Secret Santa gift. So, we first talked about the receiver. Who was going to read this poem? What sort of a person is this person? Then, we really needed to zero in on the theme and vocabulary. Finally, we had to decide "to rhyme or not to rhyme". It was a lot of fun. Nicey wondered if she could do some origami to go with her poem?! I was like sure, let us do it since this is the last lesson. The child received that quite literally and went into a bit of panic mode. She was like this can't be my last lesson with you?! I am coming back, right?! It was the single most amazing moment in my entire career of teaching anyone. This child loves to learn and she is afraid of not having that opportunity anymore with her teacher!

When Nicey's mom came to pick her up, she wondered how I could teach poetry on such short notice?! She meant that as in I am not a real teacher. Fair enough. I do custom lessons for children and I am not in a classroom on a daily basis. However, it feels like the most natural thing to do. And I believe Nicey's mom meant it in the best way possible!

On a related note, I am volunteering in a Grade 5 classroom on Mondays. Usually, my job is to work with this one ESL child. Today, he partnered up with another student, and I felt like I had nothing to do in the classroom. So, I decided to walk around and find out if anyone else needed my assistance. It appeared like no one did. The classroom was literally buzzing and I love it when students are actually talking about the task at hand. In all that commotion, somehow I spotted this one child who was by himself. He did not have a partner and looked a little sad and confused. I approached him and wondered out loud if I could be his partner. The child literally started crying quietly. I asked him if he wanted water and rushed off to fill his empty water bottle. When he had some water, I let him know that he doesn't have to work with me. The child looked up at me and said that he wanted me to stay and partner with him. All this through big drops of tears and huge sniffles! I was almost ready to cry. However, I did not and we managed to get through the 2 pages of Math. When I went back to the teacher, he commented that I made myself useful by looking around and I found the one child who needed me the most.

And that's what I want to do with my life. Find my classroom and hopefully find those children who need me the most. At this point in time, I need them just as much! Here is hoping for a good ending...
 

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