So after I totally dissed my students in yesterday’s post, I had my last class with one group of kids. We had a christmas party (I do it every year) and when class was almost over one student stood up and said they had a special gift for me.
He brought up his backpack and dramatically took out pieces of the gift. First a bamboo brush, then a bottle of ink, then a porcelain ink plate and finally a pack of calligraphy paper. It was a very sweet gift (I like they were sharing Chinese culture with me) and I was touched.
But then they still had one more surprise. The boy took out a piece of paper in which he had written something in english…
Now I’m feeling bad I was so harsh on them during the final exams and said bad things about them in yesterdays blog post.
Lesson learned? Flattery works.
dude, I just went back and read yesterday’s post. you didn’t say anything bad at all. let it out, becky! don’t feel bad!
Really? Usually I gush about my students, so I thought stern disapproval was a little mean. (I felt even guiltier when a student contacted me saying she “read my amazing blog” and I was like greeeeeeeeeeaaaaattt. I haven’t told any of them about it so I’m not quite sure how she found it.)