Teaching English
So I have been teaching English to 2 little kids for the past year, which translates to playing with them in English, reading books, having them repeat little English words, phrases, or songs. It's a real joy to do and I look forward to meeting with them every week. One little girl is 3 1/2 and I pick her up from the daycare every week and go to the park and play things like dolls or puzzles. The other one is a little boy, 4 yrs., who, being a typical little boy, loves trains, firetrucks, and building things. So I get a little of everything. I also had been coming early to the 2nd household to converse with the little boy's mother in English, as she wanted to improve her skills. Now that she's just started working again, we don't have nearly as much time together, sadly.
But in the meantime I picked up another "student," this one being a young, feisty Russian mother. She contacted me asking for long-term English tutoring after I put an ad up. So for the past 2 weeks, I'd been going to her house for 2 hrs. each time. That was when she told me about her passion: disco hoppin. Apparently this woman is a true party queen and was intent on bringing me along to the dance clubs. So I finally consented.
Bringing along my German friend, we came to her house, as she requested, early for pre-partying. Down in her party room in the basement we drank champagne and snacked on Russian gelee candies. Then we headed to the disco. It was a really cool place with hip lounging rooms and a few dance floors. Upon meeting up with our Turkish guy friends from the music school, we made our way to the dance floor. My Russian friend was already donning the stage, showing her many dance moves. We finished the evening by hitting a Turkish restaurant for Lentil soup at 5am. Not the likeliest choice, but that was really the only thing on the menu at that hour.
Needless to say, the evening was a hit, but I think that my Russian protege is a thing of the past. After having to turn her offer down for this Friday because of other plans, I haven't heard back from her. Lessons didn't happen this week, but why should they if we talk in English when we hang out? Can't say I blame her! But it does mean I'll have to try to find a replacement because I still could use the money!
But in the meantime I picked up another "student," this one being a young, feisty Russian mother. She contacted me asking for long-term English tutoring after I put an ad up. So for the past 2 weeks, I'd been going to her house for 2 hrs. each time. That was when she told me about her passion: disco hoppin. Apparently this woman is a true party queen and was intent on bringing me along to the dance clubs. So I finally consented.
Bringing along my German friend, we came to her house, as she requested, early for pre-partying. Down in her party room in the basement we drank champagne and snacked on Russian gelee candies. Then we headed to the disco. It was a really cool place with hip lounging rooms and a few dance floors. Upon meeting up with our Turkish guy friends from the music school, we made our way to the dance floor. My Russian friend was already donning the stage, showing her many dance moves. We finished the evening by hitting a Turkish restaurant for Lentil soup at 5am. Not the likeliest choice, but that was really the only thing on the menu at that hour.
Needless to say, the evening was a hit, but I think that my Russian protege is a thing of the past. After having to turn her offer down for this Friday because of other plans, I haven't heard back from her. Lessons didn't happen this week, but why should they if we talk in English when we hang out? Can't say I blame her! But it does mean I'll have to try to find a replacement because I still could use the money!
posted by Heidi at 5:08 PM
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