Showing posts with label Teaching moment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Teaching moment. Show all posts

Thursday, December 23, 2010

English and How it Doesn't Make Sense.

Teaching English has made me realize a lot of things I never knew about the words I speak every day. Like how the word 'vacation' sounds a lot like the word 'bacon' (or at least it does the way Korean people say it). This, of course, was not something I realized on my own, but with the help of Justin, one of my more annoying students. He then proceeded to give me bacon-related answers to all the questions I asked him the rest of class. ('Justin, what do you use a jail for?' 'To keep the bacon when you are afraid someone will steal it'; 'Justin, why do you think the people ran from the volcano?' 'Because they missed their bacon, teacher').

There are other, more difficult things to try to explain. The word 'sure', for instance, not only has a confusing pronunciation, but several meanings. There are times when you use it to mean the affirmative (“Sure, you can have a cookie”), and times you use it when you are certain (“are you sure?”). Americans also tend to use the word when answering in the affirmative but they don’t really mean it (“You did walk the dog, right?” “Sure….”).

There are words that can be used in different situations to mean different things. For instance, ‘wake’, which can mean the trail a boat left in the water, the party before a funeral (so-named because you were waiting for the deceased to 'wake' in case they were just sleeping off inebriation), the action of coming out of sleep, or the action of pulling someone out of sleep. Harder still is ‘wax’. The moon can wax, but so can a woman with harry legs. A surfer can wax their surfboard or their car, but not in the same way as harry women can wax; and a person could wax eloquent on any number of topics.

‘Flag’ is another one. You can flag someone down, or flag at the end of a race, or flag could just mean a sheet of cloth that represents your country.

Even harder still are words with subtle differences. Have you ever tried explaining the difference between crumbled, crushed, and squashed to a non-English speaker? What about the difference between glow, shine, or twinkle? Tripped and stumbled? Nervous and worried? Holiday and vacation? How would you explain what an idea is? Or embarrassment? Or a hero? Obviously, you know what all these things mean, but how would you explain it?

Did you know that, despite the fact that ‘fish’ is an uncountable noun (you use the same word for both plural and singular, like ‘sheep’), it is still technically correct to say ‘fishes’ when referring to many different types of fish? Ex: There are many fish in the sea, but there are also many different kinds of fishes. There are also things that non-native speakers would find it impossible to know. Like that ‘doggie’ doesn’t necessarily refer to a puppy, but is a name children use for dogs. The same with ‘bunny’, which doesn’t, in fact, refer to a baby rabbit, but is what babies use to refer to rabbits.

Why is there an ‘r’ in Mrs.? Why is there an ‘o’ in ‘won’t’ (because it is a contraction of 'will not' with the apostrophe representing the missing 'o')? Why can you pronounce the word ‘a’ like ‘ay’ or ‘uh’ but the word ‘as’ is always pronounced one way?

Then, there’s a whole lot of difference between the way Americans speak and the way British people speak. There are even words that are equally intelligible to both parties, but aren’t often used by them. ‘Brilliant’ and ‘horrid’ being words more often used by Brits.

Today, I had to explain to my students the difference between ‘st.’ and ‘dr.’ when they come before a name and when they come after. When ‘dr.’ comes before a name, it means ‘Doctor’ and after it means ‘drive’. An ‘st.’ before inevitable means ‘saint’ while after would mean ‘street’.

How does anyone learn English?

Monday, July 19, 2010

Apparently, We're All Going to Die.

In light of the recent Earthquake that has sent waves of mild interest through the greater D.C. area, I felt I should relate what my older Kiwi class has been doing. These are the kids that come to us after school is over to get more schooling in English. Generally, we read stories out of books and usually the stories have a theme all throughout the chapter.

Recently, the theme has been natural disasters. There was one on the eruption of Mount Vesuvius at Pompeii in 79 A.D., a story about a hurricane in what was probably some part of Mexico, and one about thunderstorms and what to do to be safe during them.

Slowly, the kids in this class have been building a map of the world that shows where there kinds of things take place. And they are slowly getting more and more freaked out about the possibility of some of this stuff happening to them. After plotting the volcano, earthquake, hurricane, and tornado areas - and finding that Korea fit the bill in all cases - I decided to cut the project short. We didn't even get into tsunamis, sinkholes, or avalanches. Those kids were ready to spend the rest of their lives in a bomb shelter as it was.

This, of course, was after I told them what happened in New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina. I wasn't doing it on purpose, but I got over enthusiastic because it seemed to be a subject they were genuinely interested in. Which they are, they just happen to also be terrified of it.

The last day of the unit, I was explaining to them how lighting is five times hotter than the sun (for reals) and how it could kill you, when, of course, it starts thundering and lightning outside like its going out of style. As one, the kids get this look of terror on their little faces and launch themselves away from the windows. On the one hand, I was proud because this was one of the steps to avoiding getting hit by lightning as laid out in the passage we had just read. On the other, it was almost time for them to go home and there was no way any of them would be leaving the building while it was carrying on like Armageddon outside.

To make it worse, we live in a valley so the thunder is about a hundred times as loud as normal thunder - it echoes. I think I mentioned how I thought someone had bombed Seoul the other day because the lightning that woke me up was so loud. Well, I wasn't exaggerating. Each one sounds like a bomb going off.

I had to spend a good twenty minutes going back over the rules with them and telling them that only 10% of people who get struck by lightning actually die (I know, I'm super comforting).