I tutor English for scholarship exams to year 5’s and year 8’s. It is a rewarding experience I can tell ya. Especially when they pay you. That is the rewarding part. The teaching? Not so much. Jk.
So this year, I got a brother and sister to tutor. The girl is in year 5 and the boy is in year 8. When I do orientation lesson in the first class, I yak away on the two types of essays they will be writing in the exam. I go through all the basics, the do’s and don’ts, the if’s and but’s, the no pencil rule, the formal writing rule, all that. And I can tell, most my kids are actively listening, grasping all the pieces of information I am hurling at them. This boy, however, was just sitting uninterested. He was slouched back, shoulders drooping, sighing in between. For a second, I wondered if he had heard all this before. I mean I tune out the safety instructions they give on the plane because I have heard it so many times. So I ask him, if he has because I don’t want to waste my breath and energy if that is the case. He rolls out his tongue and says no. So I resume with my energy even if it is not having an effect on him. Turns out he is like that. Like a kid who doesn’t want to be there but has to be there.
Throughout the weeks, I tried making his lesson a bit interesting. Interacting with him, asking about his hobbies and what games he likes to play. And although he opened up, he never spoke with animated passion. If you talked to me about something I love, my eyes would be out of its sockets, my mouth would be going non-stop 120 km/hr. But for this kid, he was like an 80 year old weary grandpa who had seen the world and experienced life and was just biding away his time by doing what his parents asked him to.
Slowly slowly I got to know more of him through his writing. For instance his fascination with Ebola. In almost each essay that he wrote, Ebola had to be there whether it related to the topic or not. And no matter how many times I had to tell him off for it, Ebola would still creep in. Now whenever he hands me the essay, I quickly scan through the essay to search for it and smile whenever I see its mention.
He is slowly starting to enjoy our lessons. He smiles a bit now and talks about school,his friends and his teachers. It took him a while but he is opening up. I am hoping I can make him put extra effort on his essays but I don’t want to scare him away. It shall take a bit of time.Before I know it, he will be giving the exam and saying good bye. I wonder that’s how teachers/lecturers must feel. Teaching you for a whole year/semester. Getting used to seeing faces, getting to know students and then all of a sudden, new students, new faces. And one of them sticks to your mind. The different one. Because I know I shall remember this kid and his fascination with the disease Ebola.
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I’ve worked as a study coach for 1,5 years… at the end I got really sick of it, it was never really my thing (big respect to you and to those who enjoy it though… a good teacher is priceless). But yeah I also had students who were bored or always tired… and it was a challenge… especially for me who didn’t have any particular interest in teaching nor any formal education in it. It was difficult coming up with new things to do that would cheer them up and give them the energy to tolerate me for those two hours LOL. I had this one kid who probably had ADHD and couldn’t sit properly on his chair for even a minute… and the worst part was that I didn’t tutor him alone, I had his sister as well. Fortunately she was ambitious, unfortunately due to that she wanted help all the time LOL. Man… tutoring is something extra!
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Awww I feel your pain. The kid that I mentioned in my blog post was so uninterested that it would frustrate me sometimes. Getting him to write essays or even talk and interact was such a hurdle, I just wanted to go hulk mode. But luckily it’s just an hour session,You had your’s for two eyy? Wow you have people on both ends of spectrum. One who just won’t interact and one wouldn’t sit long enough to listen.Poor you.
Yeah. Well fortunately I quit that job after last semester lol :P.
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Teaching is such a rewarding job, may Allah bless you in all that you do.
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It really is alhumdulillah.Thanks for the wish.In sha Allah Aameen 🙂