...Is not a bad movie, all right... Ok, I'm not a teeny bopper movie type of person, so it takes me years before I watch a teeny bopper movie. Like what happened with "Princess Diaries"; at first, I was really adamant not to watch it. But after seeing it by chance, I thought Anne Hathaway was not bad at all. Still, it did not give me enough reason to watch "Princess Diaries 2". And now, High School Musical... wait, both are Disney productions, right? So, I saw it, and I think it is a stroke of a genius. Up to now, I still sort of remember the songs... "'Cause it's the start of something new..." What else? Forgot the others... Still, I'm not a fan of Disney movie/TV teeny bopper-related productions. But, ok, I'm willing to watch High School Musical 2 and 3 for Ryan, Sharpay's brother :-p
Later, I'll be in Makati... no, I should be early in Makati for the Tagalog lesson. Traffic has not improved. It is said the huge road construction will be finished in year 2011 - 2011! Again... 2011... 2011! 2 years... won't blame Gloria... I voted for her, I believe in her, blindly... this is not her fault. After that, I'll proceed to Las Pinas...
Ah, yes, Las Pinas... my former Tagalog student (glad we're not Facebook friends, or else he might read this), hired me... The recommendation has been high... to which I feel truly embarrassed. What am I talking about? I got hired to become a part-time freelance Online English Tutor by my former Tagalog student, a blond British who seems (no, it's IS) the apple of the eyes of all Filipino office ladies in the place where I work. Is my grammar correct? Whatever... Embarrassing, because 1. I have yet to surpass the expectation of the Korean owner, who is kind, 2. I feel like being supervised not just by the owner, but also by the office ladies (I have yet to call them "office mates".) Yes, the office ladies are, well, kind... but then, I'm a neophyte, so I know nothing... And, well, British boss is also supervising me; of course, I have to show the best. The question is: Am I showing my best? And, gosh, the work... I truly wonder what is going on all the time. The duty is to teach Koreans of any age. It so happens I have to teach some children, to which I am not really that good at. My years of experience in tutoring does not include children, only adult expats.
Monday, beginning of work. I taught two children: girl first, then boy. Both Koreans. The girl, obviously, didn't want to talk. She seemed bored with me, while I continued my high, false childish/kindergartenish laugh (I was trying my best, or trying hard, to teach). She is 10 years old, she has read Lord of the Rings novels 1-3, she has eyeglasses (very young people with eyeglasses, for me, are somewhat genius), and, obviously, she was not buying the crap that I was doing. She was using stuff toys to make the gestures "Yes" and "No". And she has one great logical mind: she thinks that Santa Claus give gifts not only to good children. Why? Because she said she did some bad things last year, and she still received a gift. Next time that I encounter her, maybe I'll talk about Lord of the Rings, in an in-depth type of way...
The boy, to my relief, is slightly talkative. He wanted to talk, even though, sometimes, I was not sure what was going on. He is a genius, as well. He likes Science and Math. He likes to read. He has read Robinson Crusoe, etc... I didn't read Lord of the Rings 1-3 and Robinson Crusoe when I was a child, to be honest...
Tuesday, second day of work. I taught a boy, somewhat younger than the two above. This time, not really good in English. I tried my best/I tried hard to teach, followed the advice of my British boss and others (clap your hands, give the student a star or stars, smile all the time)... Still, the boy... seemed bored. His face was somewhat near to the monitor of the computer, with chin on the table; I suspect half-sleeping. Then a level test; this time, the girl is a teenager, and she is good in English. I was glad during that time, as finally, there was someone somewhat willing, or could, understand my instructions.
British boss said I would get advanced English-level students in near future (hope days only), but I think if I keep on teaching children, I have no idea how I will survive. Hmm... wonder what I will look like if I become a mother - EEEEK! What I mean is, how I would act if those were my children. Solution: do NOT have children.