Today is the beginning of the new school year, and the day is mostly consumed by two opening ceremonies. The first is welcoming back the 2nd and 3rd year students and takes about ninety minutes, and the second is about two hours and is for the incoming 1st year students.
Legitimately, I could ask and find out who my supervisor is supposed to be, but my old supervisor didn't really facilitate these things either (for example, the first nine times I was left without lunch). Its defeatist to imagine that since things were bad before they'll remain that way. Yeah, I know that, but I'm still not really certain where to go with it.
Call up my supervisor and ask him about my schedule, and it turns out that I will be staying at my base school for the entire week because it is the beginning of the school year.
At 5:30 that evening my supervisor calls back and tells me that I'll be going to the elementary school for Thursday morning because they don't have lunch for me at the junior high school that day. On the upside, I'll just be going to meet the new teachers and will get to watch a few classes, something I haven't gotten to do yet.
I have one class scheduled for today. Its mostly just an introduction class, but the teacher and I do a couple of activities with the kids to review material from last year.
Get to the elementary school at 8:15 AM, and meet some of the new teachers. Am handed a sheet of paper with four classes listed on it, which looks suspiciously like a schedule of classes. I ask if I'm going to watch these classes, followed by some confusion, and being told that I am going to be teaching them.
In short order my day of planning with the new English coordinator (an elementary teacher who has been chosen for the role at random, as opposed to a teacher with experience teaching English) and observing classes turns into something slightly different. I am given a tape of a song to sing, and twelve vegetable flashcards and told to teach all the 2nd year elementary classes.
At some point getting back to my desk I find a schedule for my third school for the classes I am supposed to teach on Friday. My supervisor has several times told me that I am not teaching there this week, so this is mildly troubling. I call my supervisor and tell him that I was sent a schedule for the next day, and that wasn't I not supposed to be there tomorrow?
The Week in Review
当然这不是每个星期。大多数星期我问题h eighteen to twenty classes instead of six, and most weeks lunch isn't quite such a nagging catastrophe. Nonetheless, this wasn't really an unusual week in regards to things going haywire and being reliably unreliable.
After crossing some line the attitude that everything can be overcome with more effort becomes self-destructive. Before crossing that line the attitude is empowering and one of the fundamental tools for overcoming adversity. Finding that line is one of the tasks of a lifetime. Too far one direction and humanity cannot rise to the greatness of its Martin Luther King Jr.s, too far in the other direction and we become narcissistic martyrs.
For someone who could never draw a straight line in my middle school art classes, I must admit that drawing lines hasn't gotten much easier with age.