Yesterday was my first day of teaching, and it was pretty tough. Standing for 6 periods, speaking and writing non-stop. It seems that after all that, it is I, and not the students, who learned a lesson.
Teaching at Saba-Saba is pretty tough labor for a novice like me. In all the classes, my voice had to compete with those of students next door (where are their teachers?), and the blackboard was just literally a board painted with blackboard paint. After all that, my throat and my forearm felt stressed, and I was covered with chalk. Perhaps more importantly, I think I made a mistake by teaching the “cube-root” and the “fourth-root,” when I should have stuck to the “square-root” only. I think I confused the hell out of the students. After I came back to my guest house, I naturally passed out.
So lesson learned: take it easy.