First Teaching day – Wednesday August 20, 2008
I wonder what more could have gone wrong…
After a few days of “misunderstandings”, “disagreements“, “miscommunication”…Or “No communication” between the English Department and the Center for Foreign Languages (who officially oversees my residency here)…And after getting over feeling guilty for not having being here sooner than August 17th although my contract starts September 1st…It finally gets announced to me with 2.5 hours notice that I am to begin teaching!!!! The person handing down the by-now-not-so-surprising news is not sure of several details or how to locate some of the materials needed. She suggests I spend the 2 hrs and 40min. class doing introductions! Nevertheless she kindly gives me a tour of the campus on her motorbike and a ride home so that I can eat a quick lunch before returning to campus… If only I had a stove where I could prepare the lunch! By now there is only 1.5 hour to go of which 30 minutes will be spent bicycling/walking back to campus (not so comfortable facing Can Tho intersection anarchy on my bicycle quite yet…) I try to scramble together a lesson. Can’t use the resources left by the former volunteers because they have been overtaken by maggots and the internet is down at the only wireless café in my area. I manage to write down a lesson plan and to get rid of the maggots. I get to campus at 1pm because I want to be early for my first class. Minor details withstanding I’m feeling pretty good. I am at the environmental studies bldg which had been indicated to me during the campus tour. I look for room 303 but it apparently does not exist…I find someone in an office whom I later find out to be a lecturer at the school. It is a rather large campus, time is beginning to speed past me and the nice man must perceive a prelude to panic before I even do and gets me on his motorbike to take me to the one, he believes, is the correct building. We get to the Mark Lenin bldg but the students in classroom 303 inform us that no English class is to be held there. We call the nice lady who gave me a campus tour and she politely replies “this must be a misunderstanding”. We rush to the registrar office to find out more, but everyone is out to lunch. The nice lecturer is keen on believing it is the Mark Lenin bldg and maybe I’m confused about the name of the class…I try to explain to him that I seriously doubt they would have an American teach an “ideology class” at the Mark Lenin bldg…But he is kind and determined. We are at the Mark Lenin bldg for the 2nd time (or 3rd?). It is now almost 2pm and it begins to storm. Rain is pouring, water is running through the hallway, doors are slamming…If the building architecture included windows, they would be shattering. We establish without the shadow of doubt that I am indeed NOT teaching the ideology class, but I am relived and amused to be providing entertainment for the students in the ideology class who keep seeing us return with no apparent progress in our quest for room 303. Their teacher is apparently awol! We call the lady from the tour who once again states “this must be a misunderstanding”. Rain subdues and off we are to the registrar office again (should I give him money for gas? And is it okay that he just left his office unattended for so long?). We find the glitch…It was a misunderstanding!!!! Everyone was given the wrong class number. The kind lecturer calls everyone he can think of to track down the students and direct them to the correct building. We return to the Mark Lenin building for the 3rd time (or 4th? Who is counting at this point!) The ideology students are gone and we wait to see the English students arrive. And yes about 2/3 of the students show up (was never given a class list…Estimating…). The kind lecturer returns to his office and leaves me his number in case this happens again!!! It is 3pm and I manage to teach 1 period. The students are amazing and they make it all worth it!
Second Teaching day – Friday August 22
Now I know what more could have gone wrong…
So I had all of Thursday to relax, do laundry, bike around for practice, clean the bloody diarrhea of a sick animal who ventured through our (still) broken front door and into our living-room. But most important I prepare a lesson plan and a revised syllabus!!!! I have dinner with nice Italian contractors working on some kind of thermo something plant in the Delta. We were put in touch with each other by the consulate as we are the only Italians residing here. We eat at a very nice restaurant…Against all indications by the “sexy expat doctor’ who suggested street vendors are more reliable because they buy and sell fresh. I set my alarm for 5:30am because I want to print my lesson plan and arrive early to my 7am class. It’s 3:30 am and my long overdue introduction to the consequences of eating carelessly in a new country kicks in! It’s 6am I have officially moved my sleeping quarter to the bathroom. Such decision was taken according to several (physiological) factors in addition to the large lizard on my bed upon my return from my first bathroom trip…NOT a cute geck! Apparently mosquitos are not the only adept ones are getting through my mosquito net… May have left it open… I carefully ponder whether to try to make it to class or make the dreaded call…”Hi, Hello, Anh…/Co…I know I barely started, and I know this is already the second week of class that the students miss, but I’m already calling in sick…” And think that I was to meet with the Vice Head of the English Department right after class…! I can barely stand up to return to my bed and check if Mr. big lizard will let me rest. I make the first call and text message everyone else, as I can’t bear the mortification. Everyone is wonderful and so supportive and offers his/her help whether that is taking me to the doctor or to breakfast tomorrow. I especially love Co Thu suggestion “You should eat more and become a real Can Thonese sooner” I am so relieved. I begin to feel better and I am ready to drink coke as the “sexy expat doctor” in HCMC recommended. The lizard has moved to the kitchen where he joined a “multi-species” crew of various friends. I will make up the class. I will also get some cardboard to cover the holes in the front door and some tape for the mosquito net. My friend Laura will visit from HCMC this weekend. Everyone here is so nice after all. Now I need to rest.
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