I started my lesson a bit shaky, with some words shaking on my lips afraid of the lecturer sitting not at the back, but sitting in front. It was not , no, not even little like debate. In debate, I feel like “hey, you think you can talk better than me? Let me show you my ‘bomb’ (don’t get the wrong definition of it please). Mr. Seva was like waiting for me to start if off, but I was like the rocket full of fuel, but somehow the ignition is not working, and at one point I felt, I am going to explode just like the space shuttle. My chicken dance was not so chicken, it was like duck trying to imitate a chicken ( can u imagine?) It was stiff, and I was not chicky like those university students who are just chicken when it comes to chicken dance. But somehow I just got it finished. And proceeded into my next stage, that is practice. “Are you smarter than the fifth grader...? “ Are you ? This is the game I played with the students at the practice stage. The students were very excited because I told them I will give them prize ( I always lie to them...hehehe). The game was interesting too, and I realised it when I saw that flash of light from the ray of teeth that belongs to the one person that I wanted to make happy. You must be thinking my students. Its my lecturer. Owh thank God he laughed, that’s like a holy grail for me to move on and play the game more intensively. Although the objective of the game accomplished, I did felt that I did some mistakes especially in the formulation of the questions. I realised my mistake and he did too. Proceeding into the next level that is production, I manage to get the students into groups of 5. I gave them 5 envelopes, each containing one picture of an exercise. The students must come up with a mind map as creatively as they could. And then I let them to do it. A big relive from my heart when he said he has to leave a bit early. I listened to his comments bravely (you know its like talking to the father in the church, more like confession). He was happy, students were happy and I was happy too. My hope? Do better next time, plan an extraordinary lesson with fireworks, club music, etc...etc....( I can go on...) just ignore...cya...
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