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I say goodbye, it's Monday
First, the children were freaking out with .... the needle. "¡¡¡¡ OMGWTFBBQ triangular What is it in your hand?? 1 ???!"
"Es .. a .... pick. Socorro. "
The fact is that our cover version of Waltzing Matilda is sounding better and better, with guitar, even adorable, I think. We made the mistake of bringing them to another class (which we had previously visited) to practice ... and now believe Metallica and want to do the tour of the whole plant.
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As this has been a class & eacute; pike, I'll give you three Lars Ulrichs
PS: why when you put "nun" in google come as many scantily clad ladies?
Sometimes when I copy the text remains in Verdana, sometimes not. Why this thing does not switch sources? INSANITY!!
DAY FIVE (dei FAIFE)
To be honest, I do not remember much about this particular class. I spent a week too sleepy to record things that happened. If I remember, however, that over these last two classes I taught the second stanza, and as the boys were busy pulling on the floor and hitting jumps, because we agree that the singing Só ; the girls. To be fair and Solomon, should teach the third stanza s &
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Children are like the spider: Cute and DEADLY.
DAY FOUR (dei for)
For this class I have a spectacular multimedia document, which right now I will not wear them because I have yet to overturn it and edit it. But basically it goes like this:
as video or photos I look like a dangerous and morally gray area (me, for example, bothers me that there are photos m & amp; iacute; as the tuenti without my consent ¬ ¬) I decided to take my Fantabulous digital recorder and record the audio of one of my classes. The result is an hour of me throwing fights every now and murdering children a traditional song.
Australia, I'm sorry. Really.
times I say "Shut up, goblets" and any of its varieties: 36. (Approx.)
So when you have time cut the extract of the gruesome rendering of Waltzing Matilda and I'll put here. Because words do not do justice and make any description falls short. This clas
Me: o_O
"I mean, that I clarify: have you felt the particular need to come and tell me you do not like my class? Awesome. "
Child:" No, good. The other English classes I like a little more. "
Me:" Someday when you grow up, learn what the touch. I hope that this day have a flashback to this moment. "
And then you may ask whyé teachers today are caught as many deaths due to depression. When children do not have a filter from his brain to his mouth, when they feel with the right to interrupt in the middle of a fight to make a smartass comment, or completely irrelevant ("you have the sheet to revisits s! ")... is something we are doing wrong. Fortunately, I have so much to do that I have no time to get angry. However, in honor of the disaster that was this class, I give two juanma angry.
DAY TWO (DEI TU)
Previous chapters:
" Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing matilda matilda with me ... "
With kamikaze thought and feeling of" now it's personal "equal parts, I decide to go ahead with Waltzing Matilda. I have about month and a half to two classes per week for my little fanatics will learn a song theypersuade them not much, I have to find another approach. I must have lost all sense of shame, because I keep on singing the lines one by one and get them to repeat them ad nauseam. Or even that sound vaguely similar to what they should be. Not only that, but enters the coordinator and do you short? Never! I keep screaming. I am a woman with nothing to lose. Chan chan channn
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Aside from having a serious handicap to English, I notice they also have a musical handicap, more specifically, they drop the tempo. Start on time but as the song becomes a Letan & amp; iacute; to unintelligible murmurs begin to slow down. To bring the tempo, I decide to clap for me not to fall.
interpret that I am applauding and self-satisfied smile as saying, "eh, see? At the end we're doing well. "No. You are in the opposite hemisphere to right. You are on the continent Terrible, Embarrassing country in the city where people say things like "brick prison (prison break) and" cuerasfol "(queer as folk). Mayor: my mother. (*)
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For when the bell rings, have managed to half sing the first stanza. Middle intelligibly. My spirits, for once, are high. Which vanishes when I remember that today are home copying the agenda is supposed to have learned this year. ME jajajajajajajajajaj BIRTH. I hope there was nothing written in the third quarter as the jet is of the song is not going to give me time to really teach. Stay tuned for day three!
(*) Seriously, did not seem strange that my palms were suspiciously rhythmic?
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Come with me on this particular trip, which will attempt a second grade class learn a song in English in just two months, two hours weekly. The fun! Oh, the fun!
DAY ONE (dei guan)
Being optimistic for once in my life, my choice of song is 'Waltzing Matilda', that lovely song sung by children Orange ad. www.youtube.com / watch The lyrics are complicated, but is best learned song, right?
Answer: no.
as they arrive, taking chavalería dazzle to my new iPod to connect. It is important that you admire so that you heed. I put the song and recognize it as "the Orange advert song." As he put them to discuss how many of their parents have Orange contract (true, and I will tell you the time that I had to ban the use of the word "shoe" because they kept talking about policy), I reflect on how well they think "Eye of the Tiger" is "the song of each other." As music and sound art, something dies inside me. C HTMLXC
But recognize and like. Well. I proceed to write the first verse and chorus on the board for the copying and so will they be staying. It goes like this:
Once a jolly swagman camper Beside a billabong, Under the shade coolibah of a tree,
And I sang as I watched and wait 'til
historical billy boiled "You'll come a- Waltzing Matilda, with me? "
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me
And I sang as I watched and wait 'til
historical billy boiled" You'll come a- Waltzing Matilda, with me? "
Result: tired inand the carols are easier.
Meanwhile, in another room, two intrepid British have decided that they will teach their children, not one, but TWO, gentlemen, two songs about lines of text of Oliver Twist. Angelic. (The English, not children) to them will not give them to a blog, given for a thesis. Or to make Heaven. One of two things.
songPossible options:
- Poker face
- One of Winnie the Pooh
- One of Hannah Montana (the beeeeeeeeest of Both wooooooor