Sunday, May 4, 2008

... you are my haha!



















Steve once received a love note from one of his students with these sentiments, "you are my haha!" Any man would be jealous of such open adoration from a student. So I'm unashamed of my jealousy. And being thus unashamed, I work to extract similar displays of affection from my own students, and if I can, everyone else's. A few weeks ago I began unleashing the secret weapon I keep hidden atop my humerus bone and beneath my bulging right sleeve. The kindergarten children have never seen something so defined in their life. Or so their bugged out eyes and shrieks of amazement tell me. Everyone wants to palm the mass. Because for little people, seeing isn't believing--touching and poking is. I've never felt like a bigger man than under the awe struck gaze of little Taiwanese children. We get a lot of language out of it too. The kids now know how to say, "buff stud, ripped, cut, you look like Arnold Schwarzenegger," and other everyday phrases. It also works with teaching comparison modes. "Mr. Joe is bigger than Mr. Steve, Mr. Joe is hotter, studlier, and gets more girls than Mr. Steve." Then we go on field trips . . . over to Mr. Steve's class to demonstrate what we've learned. There's a rumor going around that Steve is secretly convening with some of his students after regular school hours to form a fight club bent on beating me and my class into submission. But this is English class, Steve. It's all about the talk, not the walk. So make sure at least you draw out the language while you prepare your little army.

5 comments:

Meagan said...

Oh boy, I sure hope Steve (or someone) succeeds in taking Mr. Joe down a notch or two...

Sara said...

Oooo...kindergarten fight club! I totally want in! But I get Teresa on my team...she's hard core. I hear she chipped your tooth.

Elena said...

Мне так нравится фотка, где ты в детских солнечных очках.
И как-то не очень те 2, где ты с девушками.. хехе j/k

Megan and Alejandro said...

That's beautiful. At least they didn't send you a notes saying "you are my boohoo." Also, nice shirt, 2nd pic.

Brittany said...

Haha! This brings back memories...I didn't have any gnarly muscles to show off, but I brought in pictures of body builders and we learned about muscles while doing aerobics to Michael Jackson tunes (and I unfortunately ripped my pants while doing so...they never recovered!) But yeah, the kids were soo impressed by muscles! After class, they strutted around flexing, and asking everyone to feel their muscles. That was pretty much the best teaching day ever...Sounds like you keep it real in your classroom...fun! Happy Birthday by the way!!