My teaching schedule has become more and more irregular as the school year comes to a close. I feel like the Thai educational system is testing my students just about every week now. At the beginning of February the sixth graders were put through a series of national exams and just this past week the same happened for third graders. At my roommate Steph’s high school, her students have also gone through a series of national exams that were held last weekend! The annual Boy Scouts camp and a surprise field trip also contributed to another three days of canceled class between my two schools. On top of that, I’ve also left work early multiple days in the past few weeks for various reasons, ranging from school being suddenly canceled because the staff was invited to a village wedding celebration to my ride having to go home to take care of her husband who had fallen ill. My Fridays have been impacted the most, leaving me with some good stories to share.
The afternoon progressed nicely, until I was asked to read “Jack and the Beanstalk” to the students from a book that was written only in Thai. When I pointed this out to the head teacher, she asked me “Is that okay?” and then “Do you remember the story?” So yes, I sat down in front of the students and read them my made up version of “Jack and the Beanstalk” completely based on the book’s illustrations. As I turned to each new page, the story came back to me in waves like a dream you don’t remember when you wake up but recover bits and pieces of as you go about your day. It ended with an anti-climatic declaration of “…and then Jack cut down the beanstalk. And the giant fell.” Well done Caitlyn, well done.
The day ended with a ceremony congratulating the students for their participation in the camp. I was given the honor of handing out the certificates, which proved to be a bit of an awkward interaction with the students because I was instructed by the principal to shake each of their hands (another custom not common here). This really threw the students for a loop because they are accustomed to wai-ing before receiving something from persons of higher status (the practice of pressing the hands together in a lotus position and raising them to the chest, mouth, or eyebrows, depending on the status difference). Adding a hand-shake into the mix was just too much. I had some students hand-shaking and half wai-ing, others stopping mid-wai for a hand-shake, and a few just freezing completely. After 65 encounters of this nature, I was happy to thank the teachers and students and head home after a long day!
Last Friday I was invited to attend an educational field trip with Pla Pak Noi School. I accepted, of course. When I asked what I should wear for the trip one of my fellow teachers exclaimed, “Freestyle!”, hence the inspiration for my blog title. I climbed onto the bus at 8:30am and my students were awaiting me with big smiles. When I asked my daily question “How are you?” they shouted in unison, “I am WONDERFUL!!!” We spent the day touring some great sites, including Nakhon Phanom Airport, the Mekong Underwater World, That Phanom, and Our Lady of the Martyrs of Thailand Shrine.
Below are a few pictures from our adventures: