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So, I had my first (for the others, it was like, the eleventh, but anyway) CPE prep class yesterday.
And I died.
And came back to life because I had to.
Several times.
For one, about half of the course was missing for some odd reason (the teacher suspected a mix of last week's Carnival and the flu making the rounds).
For another, I felt like being back in highschool. Gap texts, vocabulary discussions and listening comprehension. Holy hell O_O
And that also includes:
- people not being able to use the right tenses unless you tell them
- people who can't pronounce a "th" and don't really seem to bother
- people who switch to German repeatedly because they're running out of words and getting stuck in their own sentences
-people who are unable to follow a discussion on tape that's been recorded in the clearest British English imaginable and at about half the normal talking speed
The teacher is a very funny and friendly, small and chubby black woman who was actually late for class *lol* She has a tendency to REALLY get distracted from the subject we're talking about or the exercise we're doing at the moment and to tell us personal stuff instead. And when I - new student, yasee? - stayed to talk to her afterwards, she told me that it's always difficult to get stuff done in class so a lot of self-study will be in order. Heh, that's fine with me.
Oh, and last but not least: Most people in there apparently don't know jack shit about idioms. And I thought I was bad at those. But apparently, the 'net did teach me quite a few of 'em after all. At least I wouldn't try to sell "the top of the iceberg" to my teacher like certain other people did. Owwies =_=
Long story short: I won't take responsibility for any fits of rage that might occur during the next couple of months.
What really bugs me is that I read the course description beforehand. And it sounds really intimidating. Somehow, afterwards, there wasn't much left of that feeling.
We'll see what's gonna happen tomorrow (second part of class, diferent teacher), but my hopes aren't exactly high.
BTW, am I sounding too arrogant here? If so, feel free to slap me. I'm just a little... surprised at the level of the class right now.
And... Eurobeat people, please stop speeding up songs to fit into your megamixes. Right now, my dear Manuel sounds like he'd had a can of helium before recording "No control" ;_;
And I died.
And came back to life because I had to.
Several times.
For one, about half of the course was missing for some odd reason (the teacher suspected a mix of last week's Carnival and the flu making the rounds).
For another, I felt like being back in highschool. Gap texts, vocabulary discussions and listening comprehension. Holy hell O_O
And that also includes:
- people not being able to use the right tenses unless you tell them
- people who can't pronounce a "th" and don't really seem to bother
- people who switch to German repeatedly because they're running out of words and getting stuck in their own sentences
-people who are unable to follow a discussion on tape that's been recorded in the clearest British English imaginable and at about half the normal talking speed
The teacher is a very funny and friendly, small and chubby black woman who was actually late for class *lol* She has a tendency to REALLY get distracted from the subject we're talking about or the exercise we're doing at the moment and to tell us personal stuff instead. And when I - new student, yasee? - stayed to talk to her afterwards, she told me that it's always difficult to get stuff done in class so a lot of self-study will be in order. Heh, that's fine with me.
Oh, and last but not least: Most people in there apparently don't know jack shit about idioms. And I thought I was bad at those. But apparently, the 'net did teach me quite a few of 'em after all. At least I wouldn't try to sell "the top of the iceberg" to my teacher like certain other people did. Owwies =_=
Long story short: I won't take responsibility for any fits of rage that might occur during the next couple of months.
What really bugs me is that I read the course description beforehand. And it sounds really intimidating. Somehow, afterwards, there wasn't much left of that feeling.
We'll see what's gonna happen tomorrow (second part of class, diferent teacher), but my hopes aren't exactly high.
BTW, am I sounding too arrogant here? If so, feel free to slap me. I'm just a little... surprised at the level of the class right now.
And... Eurobeat people, please stop speeding up songs to fit into your megamixes. Right now, my dear Manuel sounds like he'd had a can of helium before recording "No control" ;_;
