Travel Savings for Educators: Edbeds

Edbeds.com is a way for educators to save on accommodations when traveling. The website lists and describes members’ beds and rooms that welcome guests, who must be teachers, for just $49 a night.

I haven’t tried this because I don’t have accommodations to offer now. My apartment in China is too small and the school wouldn’t be keen on this sort of hospitality. Perhaps once I move to my next job, I can try this.

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The First Week

Our first week back at was last week and it was sheer pandemonium and chaos. That’s always the case, but this was more so. On Tuesday there was confusion over a classroom that two classes thought they were assigned to and on Friday my students got lost. Eventually they found our room.

In China the students take most of their courses with their cohort. There are very few electives so you’re basically herded through your college years as you were in high school. You live and take classes with your homeroom.

Only half the first year students have books and the listening CDs and DVDs aren’t here.

It never ceases to amaze me but it’s as if we arrived by surprise a week early. Several of the apartments have plumbing and other problems. Now I’ve got water dripping from the apartment above and the heat lamp in my shower is dangling preparing to fall. All these things have been reported and usually they get fixed in a timely fashion, but I’m still waiting and nervously taking very short showers.

Things are looking up though as the students have settled into school a bit. I’ve had my English 3 students before and have half as many new names to learn. I’m in the clean brick building with actual desks and chairs rather than benches. And, I can’t smell the bathrooms from where I am! That’s such a blessing.

After a rough week, I did get a free drink at Starbucks on Saturday and got some great emails over the weekend. The weather is toying with us, springlike last Thursday till Saturday and now back to the 50s, but that glimpse of spring reassures me that the real thing is on its way.

Midterms & Cheating

I offer the YouTube on cheating as I give my midterm tests today. I tried so hard to make it unnecessary and impossible to cheat. We practiced a lot for the test in class. There are no surprises in terms of tricky questions. It’s all stuff that if you’ve paid attention, you can pass. You might not get a B+, but you’ll pass.

Then before we begin, it’s a big production of seating the students. I know some kids arrange to sit near a classmate so one can look off the other’s test. Well, I randomly assign test seats and don’t allow any belongings other than writing implements with the students. Everything else is at the front of the room.

On top of that there are two versions of the test and the papers are color coded. You have to know that the students with yellow tests probably have different questions than you do.

Let me reiterate, the questions are not surprising and they are on topics like movies and life experience so they aren’t arcane.

Well, two kids smuggled their phones with them. That’s cheating in this class. From law school and just life in general, I’ve learned to make the rules something that’s indisputable. We could go on and on till the cows come home about how, “I wasn’t looking at my phone.” That is hard to substantiate, but whether you’ve got a phone or not is clear. A nice bright line.
I suppose 2 out of 32 students isn’t a bad percentage though.

Power Struggle

I had my first power struggle of the year in class today. I don’t recall any problems like this last year and they’re rare in China. I’ve got a new class and another class with students I’ve taught before. The new class has a lot of willing students of varying levels and a few who lean towards incorrigible. Four were absent the first couple days which is unusual for China. Truants tend to show up the first week and then occasionally if there’s a speech they must give or a test to, in their case fail. It puzzles me that they bother, but they do.

After I asked the administrators to see if these students had transferred out, the four appeared, no doubt unwillingly. I almost wish I hadn’t said anything. They act like middle school troublemakers, which I suppose isn’t as bad as acting like high school rebels. These boys giggle and poke each other when they aren’t playing with their phones. While some students were giving speeches I saw some kids playing with cell phones so I confiscated them promising to return them at the end of the class. I hoped to nip this problem in the bud.

During the break, the boy whose phone I had took his back. When class resumed I asked the students where the phone was. No one said anything. Eventually one boy said it was his phone and he wouldn’t use it. I told him he needed to put the phone back on my podium. Defiant, he refused. He was really quite a jerk about it.
I don’t believe in losing my cool, but I also didn’t want to cave in setting a bad precedent for the semester.  I repeated my directions to place the phone back on the podium and said he’d have it at the end of class. He refused. Then I said unless the phone was forfeited, the end of the week video would not be shown and we would do work in the book instead.
That worked as his classmates urged him to forfeit the phone.  My training as an elementary teacher again pays off as I teach in a Chinese university.
My first group of students who graduated last year has said that the “younger” generation is more selfish and rebellious. It seems like I got a taste of that today. I don’t think this group will be easy.  I hope I’m wrong.

Poem of the Week

 On Flunking a Nice Boy Out of School

I wish I could teach you how ugly
decency and humility can be when they are not
the election of a contained mind but only
the defenses of an incompetent.  Were you taught
meekness as a weapon?  Or did you discover,
by chance maybe, that it worked on mother
and was generally a good thing—
at least when all else failed—to get you over
the worst of what was coming?  Is that why you bring
these sheep-faces to Tuesday?
They won’t do.
It’s three months’ work I want, and I’d sooner have it
from the brassiest lumpkin in pimpledom, but have it
than all these martyred repentances from you.

John  Ciardi

Tally of Shame

Cheat It Up, Cheatin' Cheater!

Cheat It Up, Cheatin’ Cheater! (Photo credit: Mr_Stein)

It’s the last week of my semester. Unfortunately, the academic honesty rates are soaring. I caught 5 people cheating on the exam. One in the first class and then another in class two. I then announced to class three if no one cheated in that class everyone in the class would receive 5 bonus points. Everyone needs every point they can get in that class.

I’m sad to report that I found 3 cheaters.

Don’t get me started on all the plagiarism. It’s gotten worse.  In the past I’ve had one person cheat on an exam per semester. I tell everyone to put their phones on the podium at the front of the room.

I know these students see education as a game with the object of gaining as little knowledge or skill as they pass through various school systems. I’d have a little more respect for them if in their downtime, they were inventing the next technological gadget or even say rock climbing. Nope. I doubt many are using the time they don’t spend studying on anything with merit.

Weird

I had a weird experience in class on Friday. As I was teaching, a young woman with big pink glasses walked into my class. She told me she needed a native speaker to review a speech she was writing. I asked her who she was and she replied, “Daphne” and mentioned that she wasn’t a student here.

Huh?

I said I had no time at all that day.

She then asked if I’d refer her to another teacher. I said that since she wasn’t a student here, she’d have to pay and that I thought most teachers would expect at least $50 a hour.

She got real huffy and indignant. “What kind of teacher are you?!”

Rather than define “professional” for her, I asked her to leave reminding her that the 30 students gawking at her were in fact in the middle of a lesson for which they had paid. She didn’t want to budge. I told her I’d call security and she left sputtering and insulting me.

So are all Chinese students shy? Of course not, though few have this audacity.

I now won’t leave my door open no matter how hot the room gets.

Nanjing: Imperial Examination Museum

The Historical Museum of Jiangnan Gongyuan in the Fuxi Temple area of Nanjing depicts the rigors or hell of taking the test for the Imperial Examinations. Originally, these tests were designed to add some meritocracy to the Han dynasty.  The tests lasted about 9 days and throughout that time the test takers were locked in little cells to complete their exams.

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The museum shows figures in the cells with placards on the walls with feature quotations from test takers.

Huh? See this is the example of the fog – I think I might know what he’s talking about, but maybe not

Chinese visitors loved this

The carving above shows a prime example of an inspired exam response. The taker, a famous scholar whom I’ve forgotten designed this figure using several key Chinese characters. The Chinese loved to try to find out where the various characters are.

The Hall of Fame in the museum has exhibits of candidates who were successful in the highly competitive exam and those who failed and went on to great success in other ways. I thought that was quite interesting.

A Bit of Luck

English: Gentaur schedule

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Any teacher will tell you the first week of school is draining. No matter how prepared and experienced you are getting used to a new schedule, learning new names and really figuring out what you want to do with a new crop of students takes a lot out of you. Things are going well, but I listen to my students and think, “Oh, dear, they’ve been learning English since they were 10 and this is how far they’ve gotten.” Or “I wonder what he’s trying to say? Is the talking about school or soup?”

I’ve got a decent schedule for teaching 24 hours a week. I’ll teach 6 hours on Monday and Wednesday and may need to be carried home those days. Tuesday I have a long morning break from 9:50 to 2pm. This week I was able to get into town and back to run some errands. Thursday I’m blessed with a free afternoon and Friday I don’t have to start till 10. Not bad.

Today I got a kind of bonus. After 2nd period ended, I ran over to the administrative office to order some copies. When I returned, I expected to see my 3rd period students. No one was there. Though class wouldn’t start for another 10 minutes in China that’s odd. I waited and waited. The bell rang and still no one was there. I called the Foreign Affairs Liaison and she said she’d look into this. Eventually, I got a call from a student with poor English. I really didn’t know what he said, but I figured there was a scheduling error. Maybe they were double booked.

In time a girl came in with a paper in Chinese that she showed me as a way to explain the problem. I really don’t get how she thought I’d be able to read it. From day one, I make it clear that I don’t speak Chinese. I guess that hasn’t sunk in. In time another student with poor English joined the girl. It seems the students’ schedule showed them as free during this period. Since some were off campus it was impossible to round everyone up.

I was glad that they weren’t somehow double booked and say in Chinese at that time, which might mean I’d have to teach Thursday afternoon. That free afternoon is rather precious. All seems well (fingers crossed) and next week we’ll hold class as my schedule shows. The pair wondered if we should make up class on Friday evening. I said that shouldn’t be necessary and if need be we’ll figure out a make up time. As I see it, it wasn’t my mistake and I was ready to go. Over the course of the semester we’re sure to cover all we need to. Down the road we can see about a make up but I think we can just let this go.

Why I Have No Desire to Teach Elementary Ed

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I’ve got a Masters degree that qualifies me to teach elementary school. I have been teaching English overseas mainly in universities for the last few years so if I were to go back, I’d need to take some classes and get my certificate reinstated. I could see doing that except as much as teaching is fine there are so many other problems with working in the K-8 world that make it clear that I would hate teaching.

God bless those who stick with it.

Today I got an email from a friend, let’s call her Jane, who’s returned to the US and is working as an ESL teacher. She’s been micromanaged since September beginning with a reprimand for drinking a hot drink while supervising recess. Though Jane’s got a Masters degree, a teaching certificate and 12 years experience, her principal’s very wary of her ability. This week my friend discovered that her colleague who’s got less experience has been acting as a spy and reporting back to the principal. I do believe my friend when she says she’s not doing anything wrong. I’ve been in that position too.

When I worked in San Antonio for a school that’s since closed, the principal was a neurotic who discouraged collaboration and ruled the school with an iron fist. All copies had to be approved and every so often to throw her weight around she’d veto a copy request. No, your students don’t need to practice fractions so much. Huh? How do you know? I got in trouble by the principal’s daughter, the school librarian, because I was talking to a student in the library. I was helping him find a book. I could go on and on.

Another friend who taught high school suffered through the reign of a department head who banned poetry – yes, this was the English department – and national literatures replacing American lit with a dumbed down thematic program.

The real problem in American education is administrators who treat teachers like children and don’t know what they’re doing. Moreover, these leaders are drawn to the position because they seem to have a weird need for power, which they misuse.

So I wouldn’t want to teach in the K-8 world because I:

  1. Don’t want to do recess duty. A hospital doesn’t make the doctors and nurses direct traffic in the parking lot after all.
  2. Like to have a hot drink whenever I think it’s appropriate. Really, children see their parents drinking tea or coffee. It’s not a big deal.
  3. Don’t like getting evaluated for how well my students walk in line.
  4. Can’t take stand teaching to the test.
  5. Think the odds are against anyone finding a good principal to work for.

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