I want to talk about my class, which in criteria of a story in a textbook, was not a good class.
It was 4 years ago when i was highschool junior year in Korea. It is easier to enter university than graduate in U.S.; But in Korea, it is extremely harder to enter university than graduate.
Because we were only 1 year before senior year when we had to take a University Entrance Exam, we were forced to study. Actually it started from highschool freshman year. I had to go to school until 8 am and took 7~8 classes until 5pm and then I had to remain in the school library for so-called "Late Night self-study" until 10pm. At that time, i sometimes escaped from the Late Night self-study, and hit by a heavy rod of my class teacher next morning. If i late for class in morning, i had to clean up our classroom for every recess period. But It was often fun because every my friend did the samething together, and it was actually got easier after i adapted to it. However, if someone ask me "Do you want to go back to that years?", the answer is absolutely no. And I feel sympathy for most of Korean high school students who probably doing the same thing as my exp.
At that time an angel appeared! We were not disappointed at a fact that the angel was a man, because the only female faculty in our highschool was a school nurse. In his age of 30, wear glasses, little bit fat, he was our Chinese teacher. Because most of students selected Japanese class, our class was relatively small. He had very tender characteristic, so he never lost his temper. Even though sometimes few of students talked each other during the class, he just gave good talking to them, instead of shouting at them. He taught us Chinese with good pronunciation, as he had once appeared in Chinese local show program and sung "Tian-Milmil" when he was studying in China. Moreover, exams were extremely easy as average of 90, so everyone was happy.
We spent more than half of time in every class watching Chinese movie and drama, and discuss about Zhu-xingchi, Chung roong, Zou run pa and Jet Li. Some students played oriental chess backside of in classroom, but i didn't. Because i knew It was quiet disrectful to the teacher. Maybe some people can blame him about his lack of ability to control over students, but i think he is the best teacher. He gave us freedom. I learned many Chinese culture and language from him, so that I could make many Chinese friend here in U.S. thanks to him.
It was most exciting and peaceful (excite-peaceful sound like contrary but truly it was) class ever. Among many opressive classes, everyone was waiting for Chinese class. It was an oasis for us. I want to go back and take that class again.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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I really liked your story even though it looks a little bit long to me. I went to a high school in Korea for only one year, so I could imagine your situation and it was good to think about that as sometimes I miss the school days in Korea.
For me, most of the language classes in Korea were not that interesting but from your story, I can see that you really like the class and how it was exciting. And I absolutely agree that if the exam is easy, everyone is happy.
And I think watching Chinese movie or drama would be helpful to understand and it also might be interesting. Although the Chinese class is over, it looks like you are using things that you had learned from the class which is good.
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