My classes went well, some of them were a bit rowdy but nothing I couldn’t cope with. I really enjoyed teaching my year ones as they were learning “stand up”, “sit down”, “make a circle” and “make a line”. So I got them up to the front in teams of eight and called out the instructions and the last person to do it had to sit down. The last person remaining won a star for their team. They loved it and it felt very drama-like which I loved- being a drama student ?

I had a meeting yesterday because tomorrow I am being filmed in the kindergarten for the company website… so I will be seen internationally… haha.! As usual, we don’t have a clue what we’re doing, and so there will be a lot of improvisation happening!

Everyone lately has told me I look skinny and that I’ve lost weight. I’m hoping that by “skinny” they mean “slim” and that this is a language thing! And so I said to Mrs. Sam (a senior at my school) as a joke, “It’s OK, before I was fat (Vietnamese people tell you exactly what they think) and now I am thin!” This was the wrong thing to say! She went mental at me, saying it’s not a good look, and that I shouldn’t be trying to lose weight. I tried to tell her that I wasn’t, exasperated, but she just kept saying, “This figure is not good! I do not like this!! You don’t look good!” Thanks Mrs. Sam. Again, the Vietnamese don’t hold back on their opinions! It’s not my fault I’ve lost about a stone from a change in diet and water loss from sweating!!

The next day I arrived for my classes early and there was the usual chaos as I tried to establish who exactly I was teaching, when, and what, and where the flashcards were for that topic!! Of course, if this were my class, I would have been organised and prepared, but because the school was organising it- nothing was sorted!

My first class was a practise for the “filming” for the website, and it was my five year olds who are amazing, an international class who know everything… so that went fine.

My second two classes were the three year olds, who were their usual not particularly responsive selves, but I managed to get them up and played a game where they had to sit down, stand up, run to the table and run to the chair when I said so, a bit like Simon says, but without the Simon says part… as this was clearly beyond their comprehension!

My fourth class was dire. It was again 3 year olds, who would not speak. I said hello and they looked blankly at me… my heart sank, I could tell it was going to be “one of those lessons”. I tried a few more times before resorting to going around every single kid saying “Hello” and waving at them, up in their face! A select few said hello, an even smaller few waved at me, and the majority ignored me, with a few who burst into tears.

I kept clock watching and couldn’t believe how slow time was going, I felt like the clock had stopped! I then looked at my watch and realised that it had… It just so happened to have stopped 5 minutes after my lesson started. So I’d actually got through ten minutes of my class, not 5… So only another painful 20 minutes to go…..

However, it was then announced that I needed to come for filming, thank goodness! So off I went to my next class, to find 10 teachers and the principle standing around watching me teach, plus the camera man. However, I think it was pretty successful, I wasn’t given any complaints, and they congratulated me afterwards, which was nice!