Despite the fact that I was somewhat worn out and headache-y today, it was a good ‘un. I like Fridays, as I teach A level groups all day, and I have a particularly great batch of students this year. Now obviously, I’m not going into any details about them, other than to say that one of my groups has an unusually large number of foreign exchange students this year.
They get very annoyed with me when I call them ‘European’, or any of us innocently say that we’ve ‘been to Europe’. They all immediately fix us with beady eyes and remind us that we’re in Europe too…oops. Bad habits of speech!
Today I was chatting to some of them in the break between lessons. One of my best A level maths students has been consigned to Functional Skills English classes, poor thing. She’s very good natured about it though, so all credit to her. [I think it would drive me crazy.]
Today she was telling us about a girl in that group, who had astonished the exchange students with her utter ignorance of..well everything really. They had initially found that she had no idea where Paris,
New York or Rome are.
They asked her what capitals she DID know. ‘What’s a capital?’ quoth she.
[Their faces were a picture when they were telling me this…]
So they quizzed her [very nicely I have no doubt, they are all lovely girls] and found that she had no idea about:
- Geography. At all. Like being able to point out a continent. ANY continent.
- Hitler. This made them all stare wide-eyed in absolute horror. [Oh, I correct myself, she knew he had a moustache]
- Art [well, they’re art students]…she’d never even heard of a single famous artist.
Oh well you get the picture [even if she didn’t fnar fnar] Now don’t all start shouting at me at once, this student does not have learning issues, she just amazed these girls with her lack of knwledge about anything at all beyond soaps and ‘reality’ TV.
The best part though: the two students talking to her are from Italy. ‘Where in Italy?’ asks our shining gem of British Intelligence.
‘Milan’ says one.
‘I thought that was in Japan’ says she.
I worked out how she’d come to that conclusion, and doubled up. Then felt rather sad.
Can you work out her thought process? Milan to Japan. Come on, you can do it!