CBL project and challenges

Yesterday, one of the poor chidlren for whom we are holding classses to wipe their illiteracy stole her friend's mobile....It's a very cheap one....and not the girl's but her father's.....and what can I do?......BTW....they were a group of eight ...we looked for the mobile but can't be found....and can't tell who is the robber.....:(

CBL Project

I had a meeting on Wednesday with university students who are volunteering to teach poor illiterate children. I pulled myself…dressed and went…there acting started….optimism and smiling is what I have to do even if I'm in the worst mood ever, as mentioned in a previous post….However, what really interested me is how they felt towards the poor children…responsibility and love…They had mid year exams and asked to cancel one week meetings with the children. I told them of course you can but before adding one more word they told me we'll make it up for them later because we feel BAD about cancelling even if it's for one week…They said this and I felt proud of them

My heart is broken But I will survive

I had a lifelong ambition and dream. The first student activity in governmental schools where students do the activity from A to Z ……..starting from choosing the activity ………on to planning ……..and ending with executing it.

Twice we held an orphans day where students did everything.

I spent 3 years trying to make it real. Then, I had to stop it for many reasons. What really struck me is that THIS changed me. Something is broken. I thought I was doing something. I believed in something. Then I had to stop.

However, I insist on fighting back and redoing it again after a while but for now I am human and I lost interest in many things. I even I got ill. I stayed in bed all Thursday and Friday when suddenly I found a notification of a new e-mail. It informed that the deadline of assignment, which I lost all hope of finishing it, was postponed. I thought I'm not an idealistic person let it go. Mistakes are human. What if I didn't do the assignment…what if has been fought by me for a long time…..I struggled as I have been the past month and got out of bed and did the worst assignment ever. No ideas came to my mind though I have been thinking of it for a week.

But I really appreciate the fact that I fought that desire to be pessimistic. I thought that whatever I wrote won't give a Zero and any number is better than zero. Then isn't that what I tell my students. It's time to tell myself. Then, I moved a further step and looked at what I'm missing. I found that the blog needs 4 new posts. I thought well tomorrow is a fine start. Then I said tomorrow sometimes never comes. I wrote the first post and then the second…..I struggled with ideas…..Then I decided to share this wierd experience…..

We can never tell what our students really capable of

I teach wuthering Heights. Last Wednesday I was ill and kept thinking of what to do on Thursady. So I told my students that should work in groups and meet today for tomorrow we'll have a competition between them. The winner is the group who will act the new two chapters. On of the group posted on facebook and asked to have the class on the stage in the theatre. I wondered why. I thought they don't have time. However, I kept my low expectations within myself and agreed. I was fascinated by the sound effects they used, how and what they wore....They were PEREFECT.....and I told them you are a traesure but a hidden one.

The Power of Silence

Sometimes we keep lecturing our students about the importance of learning while we ourselves sometimes have our moments when nothing can motivate us. Silence has its own power. It's just when to use it and for how long. Sometimes they need to be left alone and be allowed to make mistakes. Sometimes mistakes will teach them what words can't.