Mon stage!

I began my internship this morning!
Sabina and I left at 7 to get to the school at 8. On the way, we passed vom, homeless drunks sleeping and still drunk on the metro, and the smell of the metro before it has been cleaned in the AM...it was a foreboding journey.

We got to the school, and the teacher I am with was late...so, I hung around the teachers room for a while until she showed up, completely flustered. She's the sweetest woman, but very flighty. I went into class with her, she introduced me and I said a few words about myself, then she told me I'd be in the class next door and she'd come by to switch students in a half hour. Sur.prise.
I didn't expect that at all...I thought, from what she'd said, I would just be helping out in her class.
I actually teach a class, by myself, in my own classroom.
Since it was the first day, I just went around the room, had everyone say the typical "name, age, family, hobbies, what you want to learn about the US/English speakers etc". I talked about myself, why I'm here, what I'm studying and such. Then I told them about MA and Boston and drew lame maps on the board. Most of them had so many questions to ask me. They wanted to know what high school in American is REALLY like, if I liked Obama, what I want to be "when I grow up", what college is like etc. I did that with six groups of students from 8 to 11:20.

The students I was with were 12-15 years old. They were all great. Some are better English speakers than others, so I'm happy I know enough French to translate and explain English phrases, idioms etc in French when necessary.

The girls are so fashionable at the school. Some of them are your average 8th grade type girls, others are so put together its almost intimidating!

Next week, I'm going to actually have a lesson planned about NY, so I'm looking forward to that. Considering I loved it and it went pretty smoothly with my improv teaching, I think an actual lesson with be great.