Decided to leave earlier than usual (since I usually stay and watch/participate in club activities... not because I actually left work early). Didn't like what I saw at the girl's volleyball practice. The coach dude picked on this girl dirty style. Man... he was beyond an ass... he was a dick real bad. I felt so bad for the girl... she's so small and cute... and I don't think she deserved the treatment she got.
The girls were practicing and being all happy and shit, then he came and started practicing with them. They were doing this exercise where he spikes the ball for them to return it to him, then taps it softly so they have to run up and hit it to him... then he sends the ball a bit far where they have to haul ass and/or dive to get it. I think it's a pretty good exercise... but, what he did to that girl was unecessary.
I noticed that he was spiking ball after ball after ball after ball at her with more power than he did the other girls and without giving her time to recover from the last spike... meaning it was hard for her to return it back to him. I swear he must've spiked at least 30 balls at her non-stop before she managed to hit it back to him. Then, after she successfully managed to return the tapping of the ball... he would throw it way way way too far for her to reach it. Seriously, it was impossible for her to reach any of the balls. So, he kept hitting ball after ball after ball that was way too far for the girl and way farther than he was hitting it to the other girls.
This girl kept diving non-stop and trying her best... but, he would already be hitting the ball on the complete other side before she even recovered from her dive. This went on for a good 5-8 minutes with him screaming at her until she finally managed to return it. She then went to the side and I saw her begin to cry. Man... it really made me feel bad that I almost thought I might begin to cry from feeling so bad.
When I saw she was okay, I just left... it's not like that coach even really acknowledges me during their practice or lets me join in anyway. I have better luck with the boy's volleyball team and the girl's volleyball team at my other school... since, yeah... I've participated and joined them numerous of times already.
But, yeah... I guess I'm still a bit ticked at what I saw... which is probably why I'm writing about it... kind of my way of dealing with it so I can let it go... ::shrugs::
Anyway, yesterday, I got a call from someone at the company to tell me how my observation went. I was a bracing myself for the bad feedback since, yeah... I was sick and my observation happened to be with quite possibly my least responsive and least helpful teacher. I don't think the lesson went horrendous... but, it was not one of my best classes either... believe me, I have much much much better classes (like yesterday's lessons and today's lessons).
But, yeah, she then goes to tell me that I did so well and they were amazed at my teaching. She started off by saying, "I read here that you were sick... are you okay?"
Seeing that my observation was two weeks ago... yeah... I was okay... heh heh... but, no need on being a smart ass with your superiors... heh heh.
She then said, "Well, you were amazing! You had so much energy and it didn't even seem like you were sick... well, except for you wearing the face mask."
Heh heh... but, yeah, she said I had a lot of energy and was smiling all the time (which, them being able to see that through the face mask... is definitely a good thing). She also said I gave a lot of praise and feedback to the students while still being genuine about it and interacted with the students so well.
My response... "Really?!? I was worried since that's my least responsive class... and of course I got sick the night before."
But, man... what great news. So, I believe I definitely have left a mark not only on my students, schools and teachers... but, now also on the company.
::gives self some props::
Anyway... \o/ me!
That's all!
1 comment:
"This girl kept diving non-stop and trying her best..."
She's going far in life. Good determination and hustle. Putting up w/ an asshole. That's what I want to see. You should've gone up to her and pat on the butt for a job well done.
"She then went to the side and I saw her begin to cry."
Hmmm, then I hope it was her birthday.
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