Lindsay here! This morning, my HOF (Head of Faculty) picked me up and drove me to school. How awesome is that?! After getting to know each other a bit, she told me about the school (a newer school that has done very well in its first three years); about where I would be teaching (KG 1, with 3 1/2-4 year olds); and about my Arabic counterpart (the best part). Last year, the two of them were co-teachers and they absolutely loved each other. My HOF had nothing but great things to say about my co-teacher (she has embraced ADEC's vision of the New School Model, she has great classroom management, loves teaching, is willing to stay late and work hard, plan together, and help me in any way she can). Honestly, I think the biggest challenge will be filling the HOF's shoes and building a strong relationship with my AMT (Arabic Medium Teacher).
Building that relationship started out with a handshake and kisses on each cheek (but really in the air). I instantly loved her! She is so good with the children, has so much patience, is so well organized, and is just an amazing teacher all around! I actually learned a lot of Arabic from her during her lessons today, and think that I might just benefit from these built-in language lessons! We taught side-by-side for a lot of the day. She taught days of the week in Arabic; then I taught days of the week in English. She taught numbers in Arabic by counting the children; then I taught numbers in English by counting the children. This continued for much of the day. When she taught literacy, I thought that she was teaching Arabic letters, so I taught the letter a, but it turned out that she was actually just having them practice circles and lines. Haha! Those poor kids were so confused. So was I! They absolutely loved my Preschool Prep Video on Letters, and watched it intently for a good five minutes. They were introduced to the letters A-D.
Our class has 22 students, with the potential of gaining one more student at some point, insha'Allah (God willing) it will be a girl. There are 13 boys and 9 girls. For the most part, the children are well behaved, but some of those boys are hard! I witnessed hair pulling, biting, hitting, and saw one sad, swollen lip at the end of the day. Beginnings are always hard, and all things considered, I think we are going to have a really good year. The kids are very smart. A few of them know some English already, and my co-teacher said she is very impressed with how much they remember from what she teaches them.
So, a little bit more about our day... but first our schedule (our pod is called the Farm! So cute!)
We are in the classroom together for most of the day, except for a 30 minute break for me while she teaches Islam, and a 30 minute break for her while I teach Gross Motor Skills. While she was teaching Islam today, I explored the school and found a library! I checked out a book to read to them, in case the Gross Motor "Music" lesson needed some padding (and it did). When it was my turn to teach on my own, she didn't really take her break, but it's probably because man oh man, those kids are hard to control when I try to do it with only gestures and one word commands in a language they just don't know yet! I tried to do a game with a ball and that was basically a failure, except, as my co-teacher said, my singing is "beautiful." Haha! I don't know about that, but she is sweet. Since the ball game failed, I decided to sing "Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes" with them, and that went better. I had to keep stopping to get the boys who weren't participating back to the carpet, because I didn't want to start off on the wrong foot. If I can't even have control on my first day, it's all going downhill from here. We ended up practicing a lot of standing on the carpet and mimicking the teacher. I tried "London Bridge" and "Ring Around the Rosie" as well, but "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes," worked the best. I decided to get them to sit down (they did this much better than standing and moving around, unfortunately) and I read the book... It was about a monkey that lost its mum, and I basically sang the entire thing, because that was what kept their attention. I pointed out words we had learned in "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes" in the book, and had the kids point to their heads, knees, eyes, noes, and ears when they were mentioned in the book.
During our numeracy block (can I just add, that having 2 full hours a day for Maths and Literacy is incredible? With another teacher, no less!) we both taught numbers to 10 and then we took them outside for a bit. When we came back in, she wasn't really sure what to do with them (this was the first full day they have had this year), so I suggested I teach them the color yellow with another amazing Preschool Prep Video. I actually had a dream about doing this, and it went even better than I hoped. They love the video, which just repeats the word, "Yellow" over and over again with fun, kid-friendly cartoons. Then, we got some yellow crayons out and the kids had to say "Yellow" before they could have one, and then we let them color with just yellow. That ended up the day!
After school, we had a PD (Professional Development, for my non-teacher readers), and it was pretty good! We talked about our PDPs (Performance Development Plans), which is basically a portfolio. I feel like the staff at my school is very close. It is all women, and they are so kind to each other, and were very welcoming to me. I also love the staff of Filipino women who clean and bring lunches. I think every single word I ever learned in Tagalog came back to me today just so that I would be able to bond with these amazing women. I know that so many of them sacrifice so much by coming here to provide for their families in the Philippines. Oh, I almost forgot! For lunch today, I brought a boxed breakfast from the hotel, but I was given some amazing falafel from some of the Arabic teachers. Apparently it was from the lunch room, but I don't know who paid for it, or if it will be available every day, but it was WAY better than my ham and mayo sandwich from the hotel.
I got a ride back to the hotel with another EMT who is also staying here, and she was awesome as well! She was so positive and had some really great ideas for teaching the Gross Motor lesson tomorrow. I felt better that she seemed to have had about as hard of a time as I did. It really wasn't THAT bad, but it was pretty hard to see how much better the kids listened to the Arabic teacher. I just have to remind myself that it's because they don't know English... YET! I am getting up early in the morning to carpool with that same EMT (leaving at 6) and it is 10:45. I guess I should get to bed.
But I can't! After work was harder than work! I got a note under my door telling me to meet in the lobby to go to the ADEC office building for my apartment key! Matt and I went to ADEC and looked for my name on the lists, only to find out that they were teasing... well, just that I haven't been assigned housing yet. It's all good. I could stay here all year and be perfectly happy. It's 30 minutes from my school, they pack my "breakfast" lunch for me, there's a lap pool, a racquetball court, a full gym, and someone to clean my room every day!
So... I left my iPad at the school on accident, and had been warned that it might not be safe. After we confirmed that we cannot confirm where we will be housed, we asked the bus drivers the best way to get a cab to take us to my school. One of them gave me a number to call... it turned out to be his mobile at home! Haha, he misunderstood me. Another driver got on his phone and called his friend. I thought it was a taxi driver friend, but it was just a guy who drives people around. I was a little nervous about this, not having a way to ensure he didn't make us pay an arm and a leg, but we went with him anyway. His car smelled nice, and he was all smiles (in a very good, nice way). He took us directly to the school and waited while I figured out how to get security to come open the door for me. The guard was very thorough. He asked me for my badge, which I didn't have, since I'm not officially cleared to be teaching. I showed him my PDP binder and explained that it was my first day. He reluctantly let me go, and as I was walking in, I said I had left my iPad, and he said, "We found iPad. Here," and he unlocked a drawer, and there it was! I proved to him that it was mine by finding pictures of myself on it. I guess I really didn't have anything to worry about. That school's got great security! If I had gone in tomorrow and tried to find it, I think I would have had a heart attack. I don't think I would have thought to go to security (as obvious as that sounds), and it would have ruined my day. So, even though it was a big ordeal getting out there, I'm glad I did. And when our driver got us back to the hotel and we asked him how much to pay, he said, "What you want." Seriously?! He said he'd even be my driver if I can get a few other teachers to join for, again, "What you want to pay."
Ah, I love Al Ain!
I forgot to mention that we had really great conversations with some Pakistani taxi drivers about being from the U.S. and loving the U.A.E. so much already. They shook their heads. Our "driver" said, "U.S., big problems." Yeah. I'm sad that I feel more comfortable and safe and respected in a Muslim country (which I have been brainwashed to fear) than I do in my native country. Culture shock is going to happen to me at some point. I fear it will be on the other side.
Here are some pictures to enjoy!
This is where the kids will go for morning assembly.
Welcome to the Farm! (My pod)
What cute dramatic play areas!! So fitting to the heritage. I love it!!