ESL

I don't know that I've told many people that I'm teaching an ESL class at the local community college. It's just 8 hours a week, so while James happily terrorizes our 2 year old twin friends and their mom, I'm teaching again. Its been really interesting- and quite good for me to have to put on clothes at least twice weekly.

The overwhelming majority of my students are from Mexico-and then I have one from Egypt, one from Yemen, and one from China (about 30 total). I'm soooo glad for the 3 non-spanish speakers because I don't want the others trying to speak Spanish/trying to make me speak spanish. The age range of the students is from 17-69-but they all get along splendidly. They are really funny-and even though I HATE getting up and out of the house before 8am, I find myself cracking up at their comments (and questions) every time we meet.

A little while ago, the man from Egypt said to me: Why are you not black? I thought that maybe I had misunderstood him (which happens FREQUENTLY in an ESL classroom). I asked him to repeat his question and then explain it. He said, "You are from Texas, Texas is in the south, people in the south are black, why are you not black? (Seriously, it was just like the transitive property gone awry!) I laughed and had a little culture, geography, and social lesson right then and there.

Last week I was teaching "future tense" (I am going to eat, you are going to leave, they are going to play...) And we went on a 'class trip' to Miami. Each person had to talk about what they were "going to bring" "going to see" "going to buy" etc. One lady stood up and said, "I'm going to bring sex". I was startled and said, quite loudly, "What?" She repeated, "I'm going to bring sex". I was blushing, she was flustered and half the class was roaring. Suddenly she got this "OH MY GOSH" look on her face and started to point to her feet. "Sex, Mrs. Swan, Sex!" I finally understood and said above the laughter "SOCKS!!!! You're going to bring SOCKS!!!" I don't think we could go on for about 5 minutes. Later another guy stood up and said "I'm going to buy a new butt." Huh? He repeated and we went through this for a while (with the whole 'sex' misunderstanding fresh on our minds...) and then he drew a BOAT on the whiteboard. Oh, what a day.

Today we were doing role plays of going to the Dr's office. I encouraged them to make their mini-dramas as interesting as possible so that we wouldn't all be bored to tears. The 69 year old lady was playing a patient and when the "nurse" asked her to step onto the scale, she took a deep breath and then crossed herself (as if praying). Oh my gosh, it was the funniest thing I have seen forever!!!!! Then another group got up and when the 'patient' was diagnosed with pregnancy she said "This cannot be, I am a virgin, Doctor, its a miracle..." Seriously, I don't know where they come up with this stuff, but they are funny!!!

All in all, its a great experience and its stretching my brain to teach English instead of Spanish.

Just a couple of random pics

Sleeping with Tigger, Lovey and Cookie Monster in the pack n play.

Helping Granny sew.

These last two pics were intended to show that his favorite things are still the remote control and a beverage. However, now that I look at them I guess the point is to say that James doesn't look like his little baby pics at all!!!! He has changed sooo much!

Here are a couple of photos from the beach at Surfside. It was a very gray day.
He face planted on the beach. Notice the seashell right above his eye.

Um, can we say TODDLER?

When I looked at James today, I realized that he is full on toddler. What else could explain the busted lip, cheesy expressions, obsession with garbage, pj top, diaper, light up shoes, and harness? (He insisted on the shoes and harness though we are not successful with either of those in public. As a matter of fact, I bought the harness when I would be flying with him alone, and everytime I put it on him, he just plopped himself down on the airport floor and refused to go anywhere...).

Let him eat cake!

I made cupcakes for the YW today and since he had been politely pointing at them and saying "bite" all day, I gave in and let him have a half. I think its the first time he's had cake. (He wouldn't eat his birthday cake...).

James came up to me chewing a piece of cardboard. I looked at him harshly, said "Yucky" and fished it out. Apparently is was a piece of this book:


The irony is not lost on me :)


Silly boy.

What do these things have in common?





Yep, they can all fit inside a VCR that already has a tape inside.