Tuesday, July 27, 2010
The other day I got a call from a friend as she was in the drive-through line at Jack in the Box. A small soda was $1.49, a medium was $1.89 and a large was $1.79. She wanted to know which one I thought she should buy.
At a local teacher supply store, I found dry-erase markers for $.99 each, or 4 for $5.00.
And the family favorite – Years ago, Mom was at the grocery and noticed that two half-gallon jugs of milk cost less than a single one-gallon jug. She asked a store employee why that was. The employee promptly replied, “Oh, it’s because the gallons are on sale.”
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
She explained that she simply didn't like them and said I couldn't make her use them.
It's the only time I've met someone with a genuine negative emotional reaction to a diacritic. It wouldn't surprise me if she had some other quirks as well.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
This is the second time one of my ESL 100 students has done that, and I think it's a very kind thing for one student to do for another. It's truly giving with no thought of return, just to help another person in a difficult situation and make it a little easier for that person to be successful in class.
The class has students from the following countries (one each unless indicated):
So far, it looks to be a pretty great class.
We're doing something a little different with the curriculum, so it will be a learning process for everyone in the classroom. But then again, it's always a learning process. I learn something every quarter -- about the students, about the world, about my teaching... Just one of the many reasons I enjoy it.
Friday, July 2, 2010
A student asked what floor Room 315 was on; I told him it was on the third floor and pointed toward the elevators.
A moment later I looked over to where he was more or less hanging out of the elevator, holding it open and waving to get my attention so he could ask me, "Did you say Room 315 was on the first floor or the second floor?"
Yes, we were already on the first floor.
As I said, they are young, but they are still adults, which means they've probably had the opportunity to be in multi-story buildings before. So why have they not made this connection before they reached adulthood? Is it a lack of ability to observe? Difficulty with critical thinking? Insecurity when going to a new place?
There is probably a combination of these elements at work in most of these students, which is yet another indication of the failure of their prior education to prepare them for what would come after high school. If they can just manage to find the right room on the right floor, maybe they will be able to overcome that past and move upward.
As long as there is someone available to point them in the direction of the elevator.
Just after reading a friend's post about her son's summer camp, I happened to notice this on my grocery receipt: "Camp Chicken Noo".
The knowledge that it referred to the soup I had bought didn't keep me from wondering just what kind of activities there might be at Camp Chicken Noo.
Could be an interesting place.