Sparkling, who has been employed as a French teacher for all these years, does indeed speak French! Details below.
Recently, while dining with colleagues (some now former), the discussion turned to Sparking's new life with the elementary kids. They discussed the funny side of 9 and 10 year olds, how babyish they can be at this age, how the teachers have to walk them to and from everywhere in the building, and that is where the topic of what Sparkling actually does came into play.
One colleague remarked at how nice the room looks, now that there's some purple in there, and the posters are up and there's finally a cabinet! As the teachers arrive to pick up their kids, Sparkling lines the kids up at the door and when she has finished, she says au revoir and off they go.
Occasionally, though she insists it's very rare, she is not completely finished the moment the teacher arrives to pick up a class, so sometimes, a teacher will hang out at the door or come inside and listen for minute.
In one such instance, a long time friend and colleague, one who Sparkling says she thanks God was moved to the new school with her, came a few minutes early because she was collecting her students for an assessment and she didn't have anywhere to be at that moment. While Sparkling felt a little uneasy with yet another adult in her room observing (it's a revolving door of adults coming into the room when you're in the elementary school), she carried on and did her French speaking thing.
It was this friend who made the following statement at their dinner: "ya know, I've always known you teach French and I'm sure you know what you're doing, but I didn't realize until I came to this school that you actually speak French! It's so neat to walk by your room, or sit in for a minute, and hear you actually speaking French, like it's what you're supposed to do!"
So there you have it. The French teacher speaks French.
Like it's her job.
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http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/2013/10/clever-chicks-blog-hop-55-with-two.html
http://mylifeandkids.com/
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Saturday, October 5, 2013
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That's hilarious! I'm glad you speak French. How hard would your job be if you didn't!
ReplyDeleteThat's hilarious! I'm glad you speak French. How hard would your job be if you didn't!
ReplyDeleteThat is so funny!
ReplyDeleteAnd here we are, a few months later, and another longtime friend and colleague spent the day in a classroom next to me this week. At our meeting, she leaned over and said "I know j-ster already told you how impressed she is that you speak French, but until today, I don't think I ever realized that you actually speak French! It was so cool to hear you all day!"
ReplyDeleteThis is leading me to believe that perhaps the math teachers don't really do math in their rooms? Science teachers aren't really doing science? Music teachers aren't playing music? Is it really so shocking that a language teacher speaks the language she teaches?