So here I am, with a new blog and a website that is (ever so) slowly piecing itself together. The real blogging part of this site will begin when I go out to La Réunion and start work as an English language assistant for another year, but I just thought I’d post a sort of introductory something here to begin with.

As I sift through all of my old lesson plans, handouts and notes from the year I spent as a language assistant in France, I’m becoming more and more excited about the prospect of doing the whole thing over again. Remembering the lessons that went well and the games that were a huge success is making me ache to get to Reunion now and start teaching right away. But one year on, with my experience in France now a fairly distant and fond memory, I know that I am of course looking back through rose-tinted glasses. Not every lesson went that smoothly. Not all of my students were angels. There were the Friday classes in that horrid collège in La Fare des Oliviers that I would absolutely dread every week for fear of once again having to deal with students talking on their phones, ripping up each other’s work, throwing things at each other and at me, walking in and out of the classroom as they pleased… Then there was that one group of nasty 3ème students at Joseph d’Arbaud who made everything I ever tried to do with them a challenge. There were boring classes where I didn’t have such a free reign and had to sit through exam practice and help with dull homework tasks, and there were classes where I sat in and ‘assisted’ teachers who just didn’t know what to do with me. Read the rest of this entry »

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