I have always been bad with numbers.
Except the basic operations of addition and multiplication all other calculations make me phobic.
Sometimes I even thought if I were dyscalculic (may be in some respect yes!!!).
Though, being with S I have learnt a great deal now.
When I started taking classes for my student 'N' I concentrated mainly on English.
But her mother explained that not only English but Math too was a great area of concern.
She wanted me to teach both the subjects.
Now, I couldn't admit to her that I was so bad in Math especially even at the third grade level.
I decided to give it a try, though I started it much later when she showed some improvement in English.
At present, to my amusement I am not just teaching her Math but I have learnt a great deal while being in that process. (I must thank S too here as he has given me lot of ideas).
I can easily connect one area to another related topic, can prepare a lesson plan and make it interseting.
As for N's mother is concerned, she is very happy that her daughter has shown changes (if not lot yet considerably)in her 'attitude' towards the subject. This attitude change can make a lot of difference. This who once hated the subject likes to learn the same numbers now!
And I am glad that I too changed my attitude from 'NOT teaching MATH' to 'YES I will teach MATH'.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Friday, May 4, 2012
In a day's time
It's true that I was preparing myself to start working (mostly part- time) and I wasn't too serious about it.
But opportunities do knock at the door with or without warning (or even if we want it or not want it).
So did one chance knock at my door and I did went ahead to try my luck.
Like the other usual interviews the assumption was that it would get over very soon, so taking my girl along did not look a bad idea.
But, big institution; big name...everyone is too busy to complete an interview in an hour's time.
The arrangement for the interview would be done once the candidate has arrived; if the higher authority is busy one has to come back again the next day.
Keeping in mind that my dearest husband and daughter were waiting outside I patiently waited for almost two hours.
After those two hours the information was revealed that I had to give a written test and a demo of the class.
By the time these tasks were done it was lunch time. Lunch was generously offered and served. The huge dining hall and the sumptuous food was attractive but was shortlived as the main interview hadn't been done:(
The next round would be after two days, it was declared.
I prepared myself for the next round (more for attending the interview than to win it over as I was least interested). But A fell ill and I aptly refused to attend the interview. Days passed by and waited for their call but after a week's time it was evident they wouldn't call me back. At once I felt bad as I wanted to face it but later was relieved as I was not prepared for a full time job.
My phone did ring again after 15days and they asked me to come again. Getting prepared myself to waste a full day in the lobby of that huge educational institution I went again. It was a very humorous moment for me to sit in the lobby which also accommodates the cashier who collects the so called Fees for Education from parents (not just parents but very rich parents). All the transactions take place in lakhs in the name of providing world class facility (which they do of course).
At the end of three more rounds of interview I was pretty sure that the job was mine. That had not made me happy. I was feeling good that I would be guided by a very senior psychologist but otherwise everything else made me think that I was going there just for the BIG name and the pay they were offering.
Anyone would be happy to work in those conditions, it attracts all. It played its trick on me too. But there is a corner in me which says I would be more contented in a job where the pay is less because they are trying to help someone genuinely without making the education their business. There is dearth of individuals like us in those non-profit organisations but they fail to attract just because they have less money. Guilt prevails me as I think of this but I know I do not belong where I am now. I cannot last long here and I will not last long here.
But opportunities do knock at the door with or without warning (or even if we want it or not want it).
So did one chance knock at my door and I did went ahead to try my luck.
Like the other usual interviews the assumption was that it would get over very soon, so taking my girl along did not look a bad idea.
But, big institution; big name...everyone is too busy to complete an interview in an hour's time.
The arrangement for the interview would be done once the candidate has arrived; if the higher authority is busy one has to come back again the next day.
Keeping in mind that my dearest husband and daughter were waiting outside I patiently waited for almost two hours.
After those two hours the information was revealed that I had to give a written test and a demo of the class.
By the time these tasks were done it was lunch time. Lunch was generously offered and served. The huge dining hall and the sumptuous food was attractive but was shortlived as the main interview hadn't been done:(
The next round would be after two days, it was declared.
I prepared myself for the next round (more for attending the interview than to win it over as I was least interested). But A fell ill and I aptly refused to attend the interview. Days passed by and waited for their call but after a week's time it was evident they wouldn't call me back. At once I felt bad as I wanted to face it but later was relieved as I was not prepared for a full time job.
My phone did ring again after 15days and they asked me to come again. Getting prepared myself to waste a full day in the lobby of that huge educational institution I went again. It was a very humorous moment for me to sit in the lobby which also accommodates the cashier who collects the so called Fees for Education from parents (not just parents but very rich parents). All the transactions take place in lakhs in the name of providing world class facility (which they do of course).
At the end of three more rounds of interview I was pretty sure that the job was mine. That had not made me happy. I was feeling good that I would be guided by a very senior psychologist but otherwise everything else made me think that I was going there just for the BIG name and the pay they were offering.
Anyone would be happy to work in those conditions, it attracts all. It played its trick on me too. But there is a corner in me which says I would be more contented in a job where the pay is less because they are trying to help someone genuinely without making the education their business. There is dearth of individuals like us in those non-profit organisations but they fail to attract just because they have less money. Guilt prevails me as I think of this but I know I do not belong where I am now. I cannot last long here and I will not last long here.
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