Post by Deleted on Aug 12, 2006 20:56:36 GMT -8
((OoC: Job post... all in one like asked. Hope it is acceptable.))
It was Saturday and while many people still slept, soon to be of to the beach or somewhere else to enjoy their day of reaction, Saint made his way back to his school. The school was paying him fifteen dollars an hour to teach the Saturday Study. For eight hours he would teach the students history, math, English, and various other subjects in order to assist their regular teachers. There weren’t many students who would enjoy such a laborious task as this but Saint was not one of them. He was quite taken by the idea of assisting the learning process of a student. He closed the door behind him and made for the bus stop. After the bus ride to the stop near the school, Saint strode into the courtyard at about quarter to eight. It would be best to arrive a little early to get set up in the library and prepare for the session. A quick couple of prescription pills dulled the nervous sensations and Saint awaited patiently for the students to arrive, so he could learn their names and get the ball rolling, sort of speak.
The students arrived slightly late but Saint shrugged it aside, wanting to just get on with the lessons. After taking down the names of the scattered group of attendees, the tutor decided he would start on something that would be relatively easier work, geography. He handed out copies of a map of South America that had the countries outline as well as the major geographical features, but the names were removed. Sitting back behind his desk, a shifted table, Saint gave them a couple minutes to try and name as many as they could. Sure there were a couple who didn’t even try, others spent the entire time searching their memory banks for answer. The sight of the trying students made Saint smile happily. After a while Saint held up the paper while he walked around and pointed to each item that the students were to have named. He gave them the chance to try and answer before telling them what the correct one was. It seemed like less than half wanted to become better students, the others seemed like they had been forced there. Those that didn’t wish to be better would never become better, Saint had to change that.
For the next couple of hours Saint kept going about his job while the students went about choosing to learn or not. World History, specifically the time of Alexander the Great, passed by after an hour due to an interested few who asked a load of questions, which Saint was happy to answer as best he could. Those he could not were to be asked the next time they had class during the week, after their teacher must know more than a freshman. Next of the agenda was mathematics and in this case more so beginner algebra or even fractions, powers, and the order of operations. Luckily the librarian had been nice enough to have a chalkboard brought down to help the tutor explain the principles that were needed to pass the classes. As always the math was the hardest part for many of them and the study group spent a good two hours going over it. But as the time of math ended Saint felt the group was making real progress and would be up to algebra in no time. Four hours into the session, three subjects down and three to go, Saint figured it was time to take a small break for lunch before they continued any further. It also gave Saint a chance to grab a smoke.
After the short lunch break the session resumed, short one or two bodies, to take on the subject of English and Romeo and Juliet. First the group read a passage in the play, each student being assigned a role for a few pages before a switch up. Following the reading, Saint led the students in a discussion of the play’s dynamics and interpersonal relations. Once he even compared the hatred of the Montague’s and Capulet’s to that of the famous Los Angeles gangs the Crips and the Bloods. The group seemingly got a kick out of that one, though internally they thought the tutor’s spirited reading to be far more humorous. He seemed a different person when reading lines in a play, almost like the character themselves. After the discussion he had them do some quick editing on a page that had intentional mistakes already made. The exercise was similar to the geography one. Once this was finished they continued on to Biology and the ways in which animals were classified. Saint had found a fun exercise to go along with it. He handed out two sheets of paper, one that had fictional creatures and another that had a fake classification tree. The students had to use the criteria to figure which mythic beast belonged in what genus. Again Saint went over the answers, explaining why some may have gotten something wrong. Soon with time winding down the only subject left was Health. Hoping to win over some students Saint told them they would get out a bit early and the only bit of material they had to go over was him reading a list of symptoms of Chlamydia. He cleared his throat, smirking with a humored expression.
“About 75% of women and 50% of men with chlamydia have no symptoms of infection. In women, symptoms of chlamydia may include: An unusual vaginal discharge, bleeding after intercourse, bleeding between menstrual periods, abdominal or pelvic pain. In men, symptoms of chlamydia may include: Discharge from the penis, burning with urination, swollen and/or painful testicles. Enjoy the rest of your weekends!”
Some disgusted, some shocked, some laughing but all the students filed out of the library. A few polite ones said thank you the new tutor while he packed his things. Hopefully this would turn into a permanent gig, sure it paid well but Saint really enjoyed teaching. Perhaps that is what he’d become, a teacher, why not. Grabbing his bag, the freshman got up and made his own way out after checking the clock to see the time, 3:38… not bad.
It was Saturday and while many people still slept, soon to be of to the beach or somewhere else to enjoy their day of reaction, Saint made his way back to his school. The school was paying him fifteen dollars an hour to teach the Saturday Study. For eight hours he would teach the students history, math, English, and various other subjects in order to assist their regular teachers. There weren’t many students who would enjoy such a laborious task as this but Saint was not one of them. He was quite taken by the idea of assisting the learning process of a student. He closed the door behind him and made for the bus stop. After the bus ride to the stop near the school, Saint strode into the courtyard at about quarter to eight. It would be best to arrive a little early to get set up in the library and prepare for the session. A quick couple of prescription pills dulled the nervous sensations and Saint awaited patiently for the students to arrive, so he could learn their names and get the ball rolling, sort of speak.
The students arrived slightly late but Saint shrugged it aside, wanting to just get on with the lessons. After taking down the names of the scattered group of attendees, the tutor decided he would start on something that would be relatively easier work, geography. He handed out copies of a map of South America that had the countries outline as well as the major geographical features, but the names were removed. Sitting back behind his desk, a shifted table, Saint gave them a couple minutes to try and name as many as they could. Sure there were a couple who didn’t even try, others spent the entire time searching their memory banks for answer. The sight of the trying students made Saint smile happily. After a while Saint held up the paper while he walked around and pointed to each item that the students were to have named. He gave them the chance to try and answer before telling them what the correct one was. It seemed like less than half wanted to become better students, the others seemed like they had been forced there. Those that didn’t wish to be better would never become better, Saint had to change that.
For the next couple of hours Saint kept going about his job while the students went about choosing to learn or not. World History, specifically the time of Alexander the Great, passed by after an hour due to an interested few who asked a load of questions, which Saint was happy to answer as best he could. Those he could not were to be asked the next time they had class during the week, after their teacher must know more than a freshman. Next of the agenda was mathematics and in this case more so beginner algebra or even fractions, powers, and the order of operations. Luckily the librarian had been nice enough to have a chalkboard brought down to help the tutor explain the principles that were needed to pass the classes. As always the math was the hardest part for many of them and the study group spent a good two hours going over it. But as the time of math ended Saint felt the group was making real progress and would be up to algebra in no time. Four hours into the session, three subjects down and three to go, Saint figured it was time to take a small break for lunch before they continued any further. It also gave Saint a chance to grab a smoke.
After the short lunch break the session resumed, short one or two bodies, to take on the subject of English and Romeo and Juliet. First the group read a passage in the play, each student being assigned a role for a few pages before a switch up. Following the reading, Saint led the students in a discussion of the play’s dynamics and interpersonal relations. Once he even compared the hatred of the Montague’s and Capulet’s to that of the famous Los Angeles gangs the Crips and the Bloods. The group seemingly got a kick out of that one, though internally they thought the tutor’s spirited reading to be far more humorous. He seemed a different person when reading lines in a play, almost like the character themselves. After the discussion he had them do some quick editing on a page that had intentional mistakes already made. The exercise was similar to the geography one. Once this was finished they continued on to Biology and the ways in which animals were classified. Saint had found a fun exercise to go along with it. He handed out two sheets of paper, one that had fictional creatures and another that had a fake classification tree. The students had to use the criteria to figure which mythic beast belonged in what genus. Again Saint went over the answers, explaining why some may have gotten something wrong. Soon with time winding down the only subject left was Health. Hoping to win over some students Saint told them they would get out a bit early and the only bit of material they had to go over was him reading a list of symptoms of Chlamydia. He cleared his throat, smirking with a humored expression.
“About 75% of women and 50% of men with chlamydia have no symptoms of infection. In women, symptoms of chlamydia may include: An unusual vaginal discharge, bleeding after intercourse, bleeding between menstrual periods, abdominal or pelvic pain. In men, symptoms of chlamydia may include: Discharge from the penis, burning with urination, swollen and/or painful testicles. Enjoy the rest of your weekends!”
Some disgusted, some shocked, some laughing but all the students filed out of the library. A few polite ones said thank you the new tutor while he packed his things. Hopefully this would turn into a permanent gig, sure it paid well but Saint really enjoyed teaching. Perhaps that is what he’d become, a teacher, why not. Grabbing his bag, the freshman got up and made his own way out after checking the clock to see the time, 3:38… not bad.