Sorry for posting my photos now but my scanner was out of order.

When I saw this photo I couldn’t resist the temptation to post it :D I was taken when I was 6 years old.

Try to guess… Where is Wally?

I think you should not have any bigger problems with finding me J

Now, I would like to present to you my favourite photo that was taken at my grandmother’s house, which is where I spent almost all my childhood. The lady that you can see behind me, or rather you cannot see :D is my sister Lidka. She was trying her best to teach me how to play a simple melody on the piano. The lesson proved to be a great success and I was able to play the melody of a Polish carol entitled ‘Przybieżeli do Betlejem pasterze’.

Teaching practise…

I my eyes, many of us thanks to the teaching practice could face the reality, it was not the time to ‘practice our skills’ but the time to find the answer for by far crucial question. Is it a profession that I want enter?

When sitting at the back of the classroom and watching a teacher everything seems to be so easy. Nevertheless, my teaching practice made me realise it is not a piece of cake. Firstly, the fact that discouraged me the most was time-consuming preparations for each lesson; as a student of The Teaching Training College with the head full of this methodological stuff I did my best to prepare a perfect lesson. I spent the whole evening preparing one lesson, what included thinking of the subject, looking for eye-catching visual aids, printing and sticking them to the coloured pieces of papers, preparing interesting exercises ect. Then, the lesson comes! Actually, I conducted the same lesson in 2 classes, which gave me an insight into the reality. No matter how well prepared you may be almost everything depends on the class where the lesson takes place. The first lesson proved to be a ‘success’, for students were involved, seemed to enjoy the lesson and did not cause major discipline problems; When the second one was a challenge. Disruptive and wayward behaviour, nasty comments and total lack of cooperation those were obstacles that I had to overcome. After the lesson I was wondering what I did wrong, if is was my fault or no. It was not a good experience, nonetheless, those bad ones made us stronger! ;)

Still I do not know if I want to become a teacher. I have mixed feelings. I am aware of the fact that I sacrificed three years of my life for studying English so it would be a shame not to take advantage of it… we’ ll see…