Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Lost in Translation

Another return visit to a class for me today.  I got my phone call (gasp!  yes, a PHONE CALL! - nothing sweeter than that robotic voice!) at 5:30am (that part wasn't so sweet, haha).  The job was for a bilingual first grade that I'd been to once before.

They were pretty good, as they were last time.  It's a little difficult occasionally because some of them don't speak much English, and they just assume you know everything, so they come up to you and start rattling off something in Spanish, and I can't catch any of it.  I can often understand teachers when they speak Spanish because they over-enunciate and speak slowly.  But natural speakers slur, and speak much faster so I can't hardly catch anything.  A couple time I had to grab one of the kids who I knew was very proficient in English and have him or her translate for me.  Thankfully there were quite a few who could do this very well. 

Not much of the day especially stands out to me.  It was fairly typical, and the kids were mostly well behaved.  Needed reminders to stop talking and such, but that's just your lot in life in first grade.  You know you're doing all right when they want to hold your hand to walk down the hall and randomly walk up to you and hug you throughout the day. :)

2 comments:

Betty said...

I loved the hugs and hand holding at that level (although I was often back to the sanitizer when I returned to the room). Glad it was a nice non-eventful day. Those are nice.
Love you!!! MOM

Anonymous said...

Random hugs! I'm jealous, don't get that in my job. I guess you don't need a translator for hugs, the universal language barrier remover. Hope the rest of your week goes as well. Hugs, Rhonda