cute students

One of last year’s English teachers, Svetlana, will teach some classes on Fridays and Saturdays, late afternoon. Her Saturday lesson is for the 11th graders, those who want to take the subject test in English at the end of the year. But, in her class (from 3:30 – 5:40) sat Duman, a ninth-grader who understands almost no English at all. She asked him why he came and if he understood anything. He told her that he didn’t understand anything, that he just wanted to sit and look at her for a while. So she let him.
Most of the 9th graders are impossibly cute. Some sat outside my classroom and watched through a crack in the door yesterday. They said they wanted two English classes (or something else related to English which I have not yet determined, probably the computer, or Set) instead of one. One of our exercises yesterday was to talk about what a perfect classroom would be like. The first answer was from a front row boy: “many flowers.” And, after the usual (lots of books, a nice teacher, good grades), he said, “chocolate.”