Upcoming English Class

For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

William Butler Yeats, from The Stolen Child

krankyIf I want to teach English in Hungary (or in many other places throughout the world), then I need to be certified, so I’ve been taking a course to qualify me.  I finished the course early last week and learned that I passed.  Step one is now over.
Next, I need to get experience teaching (this is a requirement of the Hungarian national educational system – it might also exist in other countries) and to accomplish this I offered to teach a course in Conversational English at La Biblioteca. There is no cost to the course, of course, and it will run for 12 weeks, twice a week, for two hours a class. The first session is a week from this coming Tuesday.

I’m putting all the class materials online and I’ve had to figure out how to incorporate Google Docs for a slideshow that’s part of each class. I’ve also had to learn to incorporate Cloudup as a way of making pdf files available online.  All the materials are available through a blog that’s accessible to the students through a simple password.

Who are the students? Aye, there’s the rub matey. What are their skill levels? Don’t know. How many are there? Haven’t a clue. All TBD on the first class or perhaps thereafter.

Yeats


WHERE dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we’ve hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Away with us he’s going,
The solemn-eyed:
He’ll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than he can understand.

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One thought on “Upcoming English Class

  1. Good luck, I am sure you´ll be great at it! Differentiation is sthg I have spent many hours thinking about… not easy but worth it to keep the class together. I hope you have several students and that they´ll turn up regularly 🙂

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