delphiandomine
19 Sep 2017
Work / Diary of a Teacher in Poland [181]
So, today's work.
A long, tedious, tiring day. The day started with a dull assembly that overran, as the invited guest decided to drone on for nearly half an hour while boring everyone to tears. I don't even start work until 9:40 on Tuesdays, yet because the kids at assemblies are under the care of their class teacher, I had to turn up at 7:45 instead. The assembly finished by 9, at which point, I had 40 minutes to write e-mails while talking to the school secretary about the new kids and their parents.
Lessons were pretty much non-eventful, though I have considerable doubts over one of my classes. The notes from last year include the ominous phrase "ambitious parents", and their teacher from last year told me that there's considerable disconnect between their abilities and the perception of their abilities by parents. It's already quite obvious from correspondence with their parents that several of them demand significant amounts of homework - far more than I'm willing to give (because I don't want to mark it). Unfortunately, with a lack of a clear homework policy from the school, each teacher gives their own - so you get the situation that their Polish teacher is giving them significant amounts of homework, while I regard it as the devil, so they only get one piece a week.
Anyway, I thought I'd be finished (4 classes today) at a reasonable time, but of course, some parent caught me at the end of the day and wanted a formal meeting about her kid. I had to patiently explain to her that our rules mean that she has to make an appointment through the online journal system, but she insisted, saying that it was urgent and all the rest of it. I told her to talk to the class teacher (as she should), but no, she wanted to talk to me and only me. I even tried to tell her that I couldn't meet her without the class teacher being present, but she simply told me that she wanted to talk to me now.
So, OK, I gave in. We spoke for half an hour, and it seemed to boil down to the fact that she simply wasn't happy with a non-Polish speaking teacher. I explained everything to her, including that a good teacher shouldn't be using L1 anyway (Maf, Jon and Harry - comments?) - but she seems to be convinced that only a Polish teacher can explain things in a satisfactory way to kids. So, all in all, a complete waste of time - I'm not going to start speaking in Polish in the classroom no matter what she wants.
Anyway, once this was over, I managed to get through a huge pile of marking. I've found that the best approach is to get all the marking done in school so I don't have to take anything home, but then I get the planning done at home on a Friday/Saturday night so that it's all ready for the coming week. Seems to work well, and means that I've always got a very clear Sunday.
So, today's work.
A long, tedious, tiring day. The day started with a dull assembly that overran, as the invited guest decided to drone on for nearly half an hour while boring everyone to tears. I don't even start work until 9:40 on Tuesdays, yet because the kids at assemblies are under the care of their class teacher, I had to turn up at 7:45 instead. The assembly finished by 9, at which point, I had 40 minutes to write e-mails while talking to the school secretary about the new kids and their parents.
Lessons were pretty much non-eventful, though I have considerable doubts over one of my classes. The notes from last year include the ominous phrase "ambitious parents", and their teacher from last year told me that there's considerable disconnect between their abilities and the perception of their abilities by parents. It's already quite obvious from correspondence with their parents that several of them demand significant amounts of homework - far more than I'm willing to give (because I don't want to mark it). Unfortunately, with a lack of a clear homework policy from the school, each teacher gives their own - so you get the situation that their Polish teacher is giving them significant amounts of homework, while I regard it as the devil, so they only get one piece a week.
Anyway, I thought I'd be finished (4 classes today) at a reasonable time, but of course, some parent caught me at the end of the day and wanted a formal meeting about her kid. I had to patiently explain to her that our rules mean that she has to make an appointment through the online journal system, but she insisted, saying that it was urgent and all the rest of it. I told her to talk to the class teacher (as she should), but no, she wanted to talk to me and only me. I even tried to tell her that I couldn't meet her without the class teacher being present, but she simply told me that she wanted to talk to me now.
So, OK, I gave in. We spoke for half an hour, and it seemed to boil down to the fact that she simply wasn't happy with a non-Polish speaking teacher. I explained everything to her, including that a good teacher shouldn't be using L1 anyway (Maf, Jon and Harry - comments?) - but she seems to be convinced that only a Polish teacher can explain things in a satisfactory way to kids. So, all in all, a complete waste of time - I'm not going to start speaking in Polish in the classroom no matter what she wants.
Anyway, once this was over, I managed to get through a huge pile of marking. I've found that the best approach is to get all the marking done in school so I don't have to take anything home, but then I get the planning done at home on a Friday/Saturday night so that it's all ready for the coming week. Seems to work well, and means that I've always got a very clear Sunday.