Last night we were up studying until about midnight, but I knew I had to at least get some sleep to wake up at 7am this morning. I was able to get to the CLM a little bit early to look over my notes, and then it was test time. When we got our tests, I quickly looked over the four pages of questions. This isn't so bad, I can do this! I thought to myself. I had spent most of last night memorizing twenty facts, four for each of the five languages, but on the test we only had to list four. This was good and bad. I was glad that I knew the four facts, but she said we had to know twenty for the test, so I spend the whole night memorizing them, going over and over all of them a million times, because that would be the biggest portion of the test. And because of this, I didn't spend enough time on a few other things. I think professors like to trick their students for some reason :P But, I was able to make some good guesses for a few of the other questions, and then the rest of the short answer questions were super easy. I know I should be able to at least get an 8.5, which is an A!
After the test, I met up with Jo and Val and I showed them the CLM buildings. What a beautiful day it was :)
Here is Building K of CLM, where I was last semester.
I had asked Mario last week if I could bring my friends with, but for some reason once we got there, he told me that they are not able to come into the classroom. Something about they would have had to sign something, even though I never did. So that was a little disappointing because I wanted them to see what it was like, but I stayed and then they left and I met up with them afterwards.
They didn't miss too much today though. The students were not listening to a thing today and everything was just out of control. To match six body part stickers on a page, it took twenty minutes. They just weren't focusing, kept fighting, yelling...anything they could do to get out of it. Mario wanted me to play a game with them for my last day, so I explained the game "Heads up 7 up." Well...we couldn't really play because they kept cheating and looking when they weren't supposed too. When it was time to get to the older students, I wanted a picture with the younger ones. Just the picture alone took twenty tries because they kept running around, making goofy faces, and jumping. Finally we got a photo! Describes them well :) What a fun bunch though, I will always remember them! They even all signed their names on a card for me.
Next, we went with the older students. They had a really tough first class with Ana, while we were with the younger ones, and so Mario told them they would spend the whole class period, 45 minutes, standing up in silence (like we've done once before). He said I could either leave or stay, but I wanted to stay so I would be able to say goodbye to them when the time was up. He told them how disappointed he was with them, that for my last day I can't even enjoy it helping them. And then, he told them they were going to take a picture with me.....that explains all the sad faces. He asked them to smile, but they were mostly all upset. I'm going to miss working with them!
They are wonderful students born into families that just don't have the resources to get them the education they need. I wish I could help them all. Working with these students has definitely opened by eyes to schools I have never had a chance of being in before. I'm not sure if I'm cut out to work in a school similar to this one, I feel these teachers here are so strong and brave, but I know there is a special plan for me down the road and I'll be happy to teach wherever...as long as I can help children wherever it may be :)