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Being A Teacher and Student Again

Norwegian Language Books

Once a week between 6-8 PM, I’m in a classroom at the Rødøy school as a student. To learn Norwegian. Now, on a different day of the week between 6-8 PM, I’m a teacher. I’m teaching drawing and photography for the Youth Club.

Norwegian Language Books

The Norwegian Student. Since I’m officially an immigrated resident of Rødøy County, I’m entitled to Norwegian language classes. Got to love socialism. In fact, Rødøy school was notified, through official channels, shortly after my resident permit was granted. I find it amusing, and touching, that the government has so officially recognized my presence and working to make sure that I become an integrated and productive member of the society. A workflow bearing my name has been initiated — my BPM friends take note! I have received an extremely well written textbook with a CD and an exercise book. Free of charge of course. And the great instructor is no less than the principal of the Rødøy School herself.

The class has three students: a teacher-student ratio that I have never had before, nor will I ever have again. The three people include me and a young couple from Poland. There is another student entitled to the class — a Pilipino — but she’s so advanced that she came to class only once since October. The four of us together make up the officially registered Rødøy Alien Squad.

Learning Perspective

The Youth Club Teacher.The Youth Club is the after-school program for the students from grades 8 to 10. 10 kids altogether. While the medical intern was here, she took these students hiking in the evening. After the new year, the teachers, including my wife Kristin, tried to figure out who else can teach them something useful and fun. I was volunteered for drawing and photography. And they thought it’d be good for these older students to be in a classroom with an English speaking teacher.

Half of the them came because they want to learn something. The other half came because they’re bored. I think they had fun, though. It was half social hour and half classroom for them. I taught them some basic drawing techniques, which they’d never had before. If I can make half of them slightly better artists or slightly more interested in art, I’ll consider the mission accomplished.

These hours at Rødøy School let me feel like a part of the community. The language class, if nothing else, has made me more comfortable speaking a little bit of Norwegian here and there. The people here deserves my effort to learn, and to try. With teaching, I’m gratified to be able to give something back to the community that has given us so much. Even if I’m just teenage boredom relief.

5 Comments
  1. Ellen Crocker #

    How wonderful, Winston. You’ll never forget the experiences of this year. Love to Kirsten and the children, Ellen

    January 18, 2012
  2. Alana #

    I imagine you’re a super fun teacher Winston! My art teacher in high school was my favorite person and his class my favorite class. The skills I learned, the people I met and the time in his classroom will stay with me forever!

    January 18, 2012
  3. Rosa #

    I was wondering how you were doing about Norwegian….. I’m glad you got royal treatment.
    It is fun to transmit the love for your subject, and I’m sure your students will enjoy learning about art. It sounds like fun.

    January 18, 2012
  4. Fede #

    Wondefurl text, never end learning,
    congratulations for your blog

    Best wishes from Barcelona
    Fede

    January 19, 2012
  5. Wonderful, Wiinston! We’ve got this textbook at home too. About ten years ago I’ve met a wooman who was a norvegian interpreter. After all my daughter begun to study Norge with her. And imagine we lived in Penza that time – in the central Russia:-)
    Still we remember some phrases…
    Hope you speak fluently already.
    Really this year have to be full of expierence and memory for your family.
    Best wishes!!!

    January 20, 2012

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