Feeling defeated by the warring rememberance that the English language never ceases its addition of words and that I can only teach, at best, seven words a week. Granted, at the end of this journey they will know 300 more words than they knew from the start, but that's only at best. My expectations feel like they ought to lie somewhere between 100 and 25. The task is overwelming and the journeyman are only six years old, prone to wandering minds and hands.
But somehow it's a little more worth it all when I am handed a blue homework folder, due last Monday, by a beaming boy named Ricardo. We worked hard on this concept yesterday - just him and I. And even though the single mistake is obvious, his white smile and proud bearing makes everything okay.
So we're making progress. Today we made sentences - I LIKE READING. Utilization of pronouns, preferences and a conjugated verb. This is progress indeed. Whether we will remember them all tomorrow is another story, but for today - I LIKE TEACHING.
