We started off our first week of teaching with a day off, something I was not going to complain about as it meant that we would have a whole day to make lesson plans, organise everything so that on Tuesday, we would be ready for anything that would happen. So whilst in theory this is a good plan, it didn’t end up happening as we were whisked away to the beach and we went swimming for the first time since we have been here. It was amazing! The sea was warm, the beach was beautiful, but it was still odd to be swimming fully dressed.
That meant that for the next day (official first day) we had nothing prepared. But luckily, the head teacher had calmed our nerves and told us that we would just be watching for the first few lessons so we knew how things ran here. Again, this did not happen. So, expecting to watch, we were thrown into classes and taught. It actually went surprisingly well considering we had absolutely no idea what was happening.
This feeling did last quite a lot of the week as we weren’t sure what classes we were teaching until the morning of the day we would be teaching, but it was really good to finally be doing what we came here to do. Once we had been given a temporary timetable for the week we were able to plan lessons, for me that was English to three different classes and but for Cathine she had the surprise of teaching social which is basically the history of India to a few classes instead of English. But even with our timetables, there we were always teaching different classes for teachers that weren’t here, or because there was a test on that we weren’t told about.
By Friday we were knackered, but in India the school week doesn’t end on Friday, but Saturday. This means even if you want to sleep in you can’t because you have two nursery classes and a 4th and 5th class left before the weekend starts. This Saturday was a bit special though because it was one of the English teachers, who we have become good friends with, house warming party. So straight after school we were picked up on a motorbike and taken to her house – I have never wished for a helmet more in my life. But it was a great way to end the week, and we finally got to wear saris for the first time (after only being here a one day less than a month).