One of my 9th grade classes thought I didn't graduate from college yet. Seriously. They really thought that. We were in the middle of another chaotic class period when somehow the topic of education came up. They were amazed to find out that I graduated. I was amazed to find out that they thought I hadn't. They told me that they thought I came back to Taiwan for summer vacation and decided to teach while I'm here. That was when I suddenly realized and understood why they gave me such little respect. Things are much better now between us, but they are still my craziest class.
I wrote about the twins in my other 9th grade class and from that story you can tell that they are the ones who thought I was older. My other classes (8 and 10) have not tried to make a guess yet since only a few students have opened up to me.
Though all my classes have a different idea of how old I am, the same question keeps coming up: Do you have a boyfriend? I don't know why all my students think I need a boyfriend, but it seems like most of them are in a hurry to find me one when I tell them I don't. What is wrong with being single? Some even suggested that I date one of the other teachers in this school. Hmm...
I wrote about the twins in my other 9th grade class and from that story you can tell that they are the ones who thought I was older. My other classes (8 and 10) have not tried to make a guess yet since only a few students have opened up to me.
Though all my classes have a different idea of how old I am, the same question keeps coming up: Do you have a boyfriend? I don't know why all my students think I need a boyfriend, but it seems like most of them are in a hurry to find me one when I tell them I don't. What is wrong with being single? Some even suggested that I date one of the other teachers in this school. Hmm...