"I Want
Your
English----
And
Nothing
More!"
(Human
Beings
First,
English
Teachers
Second.)
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"I am
not an
animal!
I am a
human
being!"
--- John
Merrick,
(The
Elephant
Man.)
I've
never
been
much for
reality
shows.
American
Idol is
pretty
good, I
suppose.
But the
rest of
them are
ridiculous.
Take the
latest
reality
show in
The
Netherlands---
"I Want
Your
Baby---
And
Nothing
More."
If the
title
isn't
self-explanatory,
it's
about a
woman
who,
after
"dating"
and
"interviewing"
several
men,
chooses
one of
them to
have his
baby---
and
nothing
more.
The
"lucky"
fellow
gets to
donate
his
sperm to
this
"lady"
who then
lives
out her
dream of
having a
baby
without
all of
the
emotional
ups and
downs of
an
actual
relationship.
Convenient,
huh?
I bring
up this
reality
show
because
it
reminded
me of a
horrible
class I
had last
month.
Or did
this
horrible
class
remind
me of
this
reality
show? It
was an
upper-level
academic
writing
class. I
tried my
best. I
really
did.
Like all
the
other
classes,
it was
supposed
to last
six
weeks.
But I
was
kicked
off the
ESL
island
after
only
three
weeks.
It
simply
didn't
work.
The
students
were way
too
serious.
Or was I
not
serious
enough?
By the
beginning
of the
second
week,
one of
the
managers
gave me
an
interesting
idea.
Get the
students
to write
a letter
to you,
(the
teacher),
telling
you how
you can
help
them
with
their
writing.
Good
idea in
theory.
A
bonehead
move in
reality.
Eleven
students,
eleven
different
letters.
Eleven
different
letters,
eleven
different
ideas.
Eleven
different
ideas,
eleven
different
ways on
how I
can help
them.
Eleven
different
ways on
how I
can help
them,
eleven
different
demanding
students
pulling
me in
eleven
different
directions.
All at
the same
time!
You see
where
I'm
going
with
this.
To make
a long
story
short,
most of
them
complained
bitterly
about
me. And
why
wouldn't
they? I
was well
prepared
for
every
lesson;
I spent
time and
money
downloading
writing
material
from the
Internet,
(the
textbook
was
sparse,
to say
the
least.)
I
downloaded
lighthearted
stuff,
like the
"Happiness
Journal"
created
by Marc
Helgessen,
who has
been
teaching
in Japan
for over
20
years.
When I
handed
it out,
they
didn't
even
crack a
smile.
Nada.
Zilch.
Nothing.
Zero.
Zippo!
For the
August
12th
Mother's
Day here
in
Thailand,
I shared
stories
with
them
about my
mother.
I showed
them
pictures
of her
in her
wheelchair
while
telling
them
about
her bout
with
Multiple
Sclerosis.
I played
the song
"Coat of
Many
Colors",
by Dolly
Parton,
a
beautiful
and
touching
song
which
tells
the
story
about a
poor
girl
who's
mother
makes
her a
coat
from
rags
because
the
family
couldn't
afford a
new one.
Then I
invited
them to
write an
essay
about a
wonderful
thing
that
they're
mothers
had done
for
them.
Did it
have
much to
do with
"academic"
writing?
Probably
not. But
who
cares.
I'm an
ESL
teacher,
and part
of our
job is
to touch
our
student's
hearts.
If you
can't
touch
your
student's
hearts,
then
you've
done
nothing.
By the
end of
the
third
week,
most of
the
students
marched
lockstep
into the
manager's
office
and
demanded
another
teacher.
Fair
enough.
I
stepped
aside.
Was I
ready
for the
seriousness
of this
class?
Absolutely
not. I
had
absolutely
no
intention
of
treating
this
class,
or any
writing
class,
with the
seriousness
that the
students
demanded.
I am a
human
being
first,
an ESL
teacher
second.
You can
question
my
expertise,
or lack
thereof,
all you
want.
There
isn't a
day that
goes by
that I
don't
question
it at
least 20
times.
I'm sure
that the
students,
who
marched
lockstep
into the
manager's
office,
questioned
my lack
of
expertise
as well.
I'm sure
that
there
are many
times
that the
AUA
managers
question
it too.
And why
not? No
one's
perfect.
Not even
the AUA
managers.
We are
all in
the same
boat
doing
the best
we can.
I have
been
very
fortunate
to have
such
sympathetic
coworkers
and
friends
at AUA;
fellow
teachers
who know
from
first
hand
experience
what's
it's
like to
have a
difficult
and
demanding
class.
My
fellow
teachers
certainly
know
what
it's
like to
be an
ESL
teacher
with all
of the
joys and
frustrations
that go
with it.
Since
this
experience
some of
them
have
told me,
"Hey
Steve,
this is
only a
350 Baht
an hour
job.
It's not
worth
it." I
understand
their
rationale.
And
maybe
they're
right.
But I'm
not here
for the
money.
This is
Thailand,
who is?
I'm here
to make
a
difference.
I'm here
to help.
I'm a
huge fan
of ESL
teachers
bringing
their
humanity,
their
humanness
as a
teacher
into the
classroom.
I'm also
a huge
fan of
AUA's
professional
development
program
(PDP)
for it's
teachers.
I always
have
been and
remain
to this
day. (I
may be
one of
very few
teachers
at AUA
that
likes
the PDP
and its
managers.
This is
why I'm
very
comfortable
in
asking
the
questions
that I'm
about to
ask.)
What
good is
a
professional
development
program
for
teachers
if, as a
result,
it
contributes
to
turning
your
teachers
into
arrogant,
unfeeling,
pedantic
pricks?
What on
earth is
the
point of
becoming
an
"expert"
in ESL,
if, in
the
process,
you lose
your
humanity
and
can't
relate
to your
students
on any
emotional
level?
What the
hell
good is
it to
hone
your ESL
skills
to such
a fine
point
that you
come off
sounding
like an
uncaring
son-of-a-bitch?
What the
hell
good is
a
professional
development
program
if, in
the end,
it
contributes
to the
teacher's
unfeeling,
robotic
implementation
of the
school's
strict
pedagogy
at the
expense
of
caring
not a
wit
about
the
hearts
and
souls of
the
students?
What on
earth is
the
point of
getting
a
Master's
Degree
in
Applied
Linguistics
if you
can't
even
apply
your own
personal
skills
in the
classroom?
The ESL/TESOL
world is
full of
arrogant,
pompous
pukes
who
think
they
know
their
stuff.
The last
thing we
need is
more of
them.
What we
need are
human
beings
in the
classroom.
And a
lot more
of them.
Human
beings
who feel
every
conceivable
human
emotion
and are
not
afraid
to
convey
that to
the
students.
What we
need in
the
classroom
are
human
beings
who are
not
afraid
to take
risks;
human
beings
who are
not
afraid
to take
chances;
human
beings
who are
not
afraid
to take
their
students
on the
magical
journey
that is
the
English
language.
ESL is
not
rocket
science.
Sometimes
the AUA
managers
seem to
forget
that.
I've had
many
years
experience
in this
business,
and I
know one
thing
for
sure:
Almost
every
student
will
forgive
their
teacher
for a
"pedagogical",
(how I
hate
that
word),
error in
the
classroom.
After
all, we
are all
human.
But the
vast
majority
of ESL
students
will
NEVER
forgive
you if
you come
across
as an
arrogant,
unfeeling,
uncaring,
robotic
son-of-a-bitch.
This is
true
regardless
of
wherever
you are
teaching
in the
world.
First
and
foremost,
ESL
students
need and
deserve
a
feeling,
caring,
and
dedicated
human
teacher.
I am
perfectly
willing
and able
to step
into the
classroom
as a
fallible,
limited
and
imperfect
teacher.
(Afterall,
I've
been
doing it
for
years.)
And I'm
perfectly
willing
and able
to fail
and fall
flat on
my face
as a
fallible,
limited
and
imperfect
teacher.
(I've
been
doing
that for
years
too.)
What I'm
NEVER
willing
to do,
however,
is to
fail my
students
as a
human
being. I
am not
willing,
and
certainly
not
able, to
step
into the
classroom
pretending
to know
more
than I
do. I
respect
my
students
far too
much to
even
attempt
that.
The fact
that I
lack
expertise
in
teaching
"academic"
writing
is
obvious.
especially
to the
AUA
managers.
But what
I lack
in
expertise,
I
certainly
make up
for in
dedication,
creativity,
and
human
interaction,
(or what
is
pompously
referred
to in
TEFL
circles
as
"inter-subjectivity.")
In just
about
every
one of
the six
classes
I had
with
them, I
told the
students
that I
would do
all I
can to
help
them
succeed.
I told
them
that I
liked
them. I
told
them
that I
respected
them. I
told
them
that I
was up
late
into the
night
correcting
their
essays.
All
true.
And what
happened?
They
demanded
another
teacher.
I did
all I
could
for
them,
but some
of their
behavior
bordered
on
abuse.
One
woman in
the
class
shoved
the
textbook
in my
face and
demanded
to know
why I
didn't
teach a
certain
page
that
evening.
A male
student
sternly
told me
that I
must
understand
Thai
society
before
stepping
into the
classroom.
(Minor
inconveniences
compared
to some
of the
crap
that I
put up
with in
Korea,
but
bordering
on abuse
nonetheless.)
Let me
make one
thing
very
clear:
Any
student
who
shoves a
book in
a
teacher's
face, or
something
similar,
should
be told,
in no
uncertain
terms,
by the
administration,
to take
a bloody
hike! (I
would
suggest
we use a
stronger
term
than
"bloody.")
For the
record,
I did
not
report
this
student
to
management,
preferring
to
handle
the
situation
myself.
As for
understanding
Thai
society
before
stepping
into the
classroom,
where do
I begin
with
that?
Rampant
government
corruption?
Prostitution
and
sexual
exploitation?
Abject
poverty?
An
educational
system
that
purposely
keeps
most of
its own
people
in the
dark?
Child
abuse?
Spousal
abuse?
Rampant
addiction
to
alcohol
and
amphetamines?
A lack
of free
press?
The
millions
of
people
who are
suffering
from
serious
mental
illness,
and the
complete
lack of
help
that is
available
to them?
Slave
labor?
Someone
please
stop me!
I
understand
enough
about
Thai
society
to make
me want
to barf
my guts
out for
the next
seven
years!
I've
said it
before
and I'll
say it
again.
We ESL
teachers
are not
here to
understand
and
interpret
Thai
society.
We are
here to
help
change
it for
the
better.
And for
those
who have
a
problem
with
that,
too bad.
My
parents
have
taught
me many
wonderful
things
about
life. I
call
them
regularly
on my
cell
phone.
Before
hanging
up we
always
say "I
Iove
you",
and "I
miss
you."
Mushy
stuff, I
know, so
please
bare
with me
with
this
hallmark
moment.
The last
two
things I
said to
the
students
in that
writing
class
was,
1) "I
care
about
you",
and
2) "I
promise
to do
all I
can to
help
you."
Then
they
were
gone. I
said
what was
in my
heart,
and
because
of that,
I have
no
regrets.
I'm
going to
leave
the last
word to
one of
the
students
from the
class.
The
following
words
are from
a letter
she
wrote to
the
manager
who
relayed
the
letter
on to
me. It
reads in
part,
(including
errors),
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dear
manager's
name),
I
regretted
to join
our
classmates
for
complaining
about
our
teacher---
Mr.
Steve on
Wednesday.
I
thought
a lot
about
the
conflict
between
Steve
and us
after I
returned
home.
Actually,
I want
to give
moral
support
to Steve
for
things
are
becoming
negative
towards
him now.
At the
beginning
of this
course,
everybody
is
confused
with
Steve's
teaching
method,
because
it is
totally
different
from
that of
(previous
teacher's
name.)
After
the
first
discussion
with you
and with
the time
going
on,
Steve is
getting
better
and
better,
he is
improving
a lot in
class,
and he
has
given us
a new
look.
However,
some of
us are
still
not
impressed
by his
performance,
and they
want a
teacher
who is
just the
same as
(previous
teacher's
name.)
This is
the
point
why they
don't
accept
Steve at
all, and
they
always
compare
Steve to
(previous
teacher's
name.)
As other
students
say, all
the
teachers
have
their
own
styles
of
teaching.
For
writing
class,
we need
to learn
the
skill of
writing,
and all
of us
are
serious
about
it. I
find
that
Steve
tries to
make us
relaxed
and a
little
funny
with
studying
in the
class,
this is
his
original
intention.
It is
good!
Unfortunately,
some
students
can't
appreciate
the way
he does,
and they
complain
all the
time.
Moreover,
I think
Steve is
also a
good
teacher
now
(some of
our
classmates
agree
with
me.) I
also
know
that he
has
spent a
lot of
time to
prepare
before
class,
and he
really
cares
everyone
in the
class.
At
least,
comparing
with
some of
other
teachers,
Steve
has a
better
sense of
responsibility
for
students.
Therefore,
we can't
say that
Steve
isn't a
good
teacher.
On the
other
hand, he
has
already
tried
his best
to make
us clear
in
understanding.
Unfortunately,
some of
students
are
still
unhappy
with him
and
still
keeping
complaint,
so they
just pay
attention
to this
difference.
To keep
doing
this, I
think is
unfair
for our
teacher---
Steve.
In a
word, no
teacher
can meet
all the
needs of
the
students.
To my
understanding,
students
have the
right to
express
their
difficult
views
and even
complaint
in terms
of
teaching
methods.
However,
to find
out the
solution
to the
problem
is the
goal we
should
seek.
Thank
you for
giving
me your
time to
hear
from me.
Best
regards
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
It was a
nice
letter.
And it
did
cheer me
up for a
while.
But it
still
does
nothing
to solve
the
problem.
Huge and
important
questions
remain
to be
asked
and
answered
from ALL
sides:
Teachers,
students,
managers
and
directors
alike.
One of
which is
"What in
the
world is
ESL
teaching
about?"
We know
what's
it's NOT
about.
ESL
teaching
is NOT
about
the
managerial
staff
sticking
their
collective
heads in
the
sand,
hoping
against
all hope
that
everything
runs
smoothly.
Life
doesn't
work
that way
and
neither
does
ESL.
It's NOT
about
taking
the
money
and
running
away
with it.
It's NOT
about
the
managerial
staff
hiding
in their
air-conditioned
offices,
behind
their
desks,
academic
books,
and
papers,
emerging
three
times a
day to
eat and
pee.
ESL
teaching
is about
taking
risks.
ESL
teaching
is about
taking
chances---
before
it's too
late.
It's
about
touching
hearts,
and
changing
minds.
It's
about
learning
from
both the
good and
the bad
moments,
and all
the
other
moments
in
between.
It's
about
celebrating
both the
good and
the bad
moments,
and all
the
other
moments
in
between.
ESL
teaching
is about
the
triumphs,
the
joys,
the
pain,
the
heartache,
the
sadness,
the
sorrow.
It's
about
the what
is, the
what
could
be, and
the what
could
have
been.....
only
if.....
It's
about
all the
victories,
great
and
small,
and all
of the
many
defeats.
It's
about
showing
up
everyday
with
your
REAL
face.
It's
about
falling
flat on
your
face,
getting
back up,
and
trying
again
and
again
and
again.
It's
about
NEVER
giving
up. ESL
teaching
is about
believing
in your
students
when
they
don't
even
believe
in
themselves.
It's
about
believing
in
yourself
when the
students
don't
even
believe
in you.
It's
about
celebrating
humanity
and your
own
particular
humanness.
ESL
teaching,
like
life
itself,
is all
about
getting
buck-ass
naked
and
rolling
around
in all
of your
limitations
and
imperfections,
and
inviting
your
students
to do
the
same.
ESL
teaching
is about
ALL of
these
wonderful
things,
and so
much
more we
can't
even
imagine.
I know
exactly
what
kind of
teacher
I want
to be. A
human
one. But
another
important
question
remains
for ESL
students,
schools,
managers
and
directors:
What
kind of
teachers
are all
of these
people
looking
for? I
want
your
money---
and
nothing
more. I
want
your
baby---
and
nothing
more. I
want
your
English---
and
nothing
more. Is
this
what the
world
has
become?
If it
has, we
ALL
lose;
teachers,
students,
teachers,
managers,
directors.
Everyone.
Can we
afford
to lose?
Steve
Schertzer
esl_steve@excite.com
September,
2005.
(Next
month:
What I
learned
from
this
experience;
the
three
most
important
qualities
in an
ESL
teacher;
and why
we
should
never
teach
"academic"
writing
to
Thais.
"Creative"
writing,
Yes!
"Academic"
writing,
No!) |