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I am from Coimbra, Portugal, and am currently teaching in a school in Soure, about 30 km away from Coimbra. I have been a teacher of English for over 20 years and have already taught different levels and age groups. After all this time I can say I love working with adult groups because there are no coursebooks and I can create my own resources. I am an avid reader, a blogger and very curious about free tools and their implementation in the classroom.
Showing posts with label Homerton College. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Homerton College. Show all posts

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Guest Post

Glitter Words

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The news just broadcast more cuts in salaries and the buzz word is crisis. Besides all this, the loads of paper work and the hours spent at school seem to burn all the necessary strength to face our misbehaved students and manage to involve them in learning. 
This past academic year I felt my job seemed to be dreadful routine. I needed to get some new motivation and that’s why I applied for “ Language and Methodology Refresher (Secondary /Adult)”. I asked APPI to advise me about the best colleges and courses, they suggested BELL in Cambridge. In April my application was approved and on 14th July I left my home at 3 am. Leaving my kids, being the only Portuguese teacher in the campus was a great challenge for me. I must confess I felt a bit anxious although I love travelling and making new friends. 
At 4 pm I was at Homerton College, in my bedroom. As my students would say: “Oh my God”! everything was new, the place, the people... at 7 o’clock the welcome event - the first person I met was a Brazilian teacher and we immediately started to speak English. It seems so strange, our mother tongue is Portuguese and we were speaking English, but why were we there? To improve our English, so? Let’s speak English! Since that moment, that was the only language I used. During this event we met many teachers form different countries not only in Europe but in Asia and South America. 
This was just the beginning of two great weeks of work as well as exchange of ideas, culture and knowledge. 
On Monday morning the first breakfast was in the “Harry Potter” hall. It seemed that I was a character of the film, I was a student in an English college. My dream as a kid (studying in England) had come true. 
At 9 am we met our tutor and the 12 teachers of the Methodology and – refresher- During the mornings, we were with the tutor learning new words, doing activities concerning the four skills and the different intelligences, developing new ideas for our future lessons. In the afternoon, we attended a variety of workshops either on cultural issues or practical ideas for classes. There were also plenary sessions and cultural events. In all these moments we could meet other teachers of other courses and share some more ideas.
In the evenings, after all the cultural events I had time to read my new books and the tutors’ suggestions. 
In the weekend we could visit London and Oxford, visit museums, colleges and do some shopping, of course. 
However, the days flew and on Saturday, 27th July, I had to come back. OMG... I felt I didn’t want to come back to reality. These two weeks were incredibly inspiring and motivating. I still feel a desire to read more, search more about new ideas for my lessons. 
This course was really important to change my way of seeing my job and to change the way I was working. I felt like a machine doing things automatically just because they had to be done, without much motivation. Now I feel the strength to face a new school year with a different attitude. My imagination has woken up. 
All I must say is: My dear friends, don’t deny yourselves the chance to do such a course, your students deserve it. Do it for yourselves and for your students. A course of this kind can be the turning point in your job now! So do it!


Isabel Breda
Agrupamento Escolas da Guia

Monday, August 27, 2012

CAMBRIDGE, day 12

Now posting from home!!!
Trinity College
I'm back, but couldn't skip posting about my last day in Cambridge, could I?
After a busy morning with classes, activities as well as the emotional farewell ceremony, I headed into town for my last visits and shots:
Trinity College

Trinity College








Pembroke College
Pembroke College
Pembroke College










King's College
King's College
And here is my last dinner at Homerton:


»»Roasted Cod Fillets with leeks and pancetta cream sauce+ sides: chips, peas and courgette. As usual, salad and fresh fruit.



Well, this was it...a fabulous 2-week experience which included colleagues from 16 different nationalities in a gorgeous place with a rich and intense programme with classes, afternoon workshops, sports activities, cultural programme... plenty to choose from and noone can complain of boredom! Even the staff and weather contributed for such a positive and stimulating environment, both professionally and individually. Not everything was perfect, but much certainly depends on each one of us...I prefer to stick to what was really great: the tutor, the group, the place, the visits, the food...
I wouldn't like to finish though without posting one last picture of Homerton as well as a poem by Jim Scrivener that so well reflect life at the campus and the way, I guess, we all felt and feel:


Might you remember this?

Might you remember this?

The old stone colleges? Damp dawns?
The word-full classrooms that you met in?
Comparing notes on wide green lawns?
The grand half-chapeled hall that we ate in?

Did you find how English flowed in you
With just a little more ease?
And unexpected learnings grew
Soaked in the Cambridge breeze?

The buses, river, ancient walls.
The bread. The fish. The chips. The peas.
Showers with sunny intervals
Spanish, Czech, Polish, Japanese.

The pull of ancient histories.
The climbing flowers and the bees.
Quaint medieval sanctuaries.
One slice of ham. One slice of cheese.

And those three, tall, gorgeous trees.

Memory’s an edit.
Whole frames go rotten.
I’ve been around a while;
Trust me, much gets forgotten.

Who knows if these days will stay with you.
Framed. Embossed.
Or if it’s just another something
Soon enough lost.
Back in that other place, your land,
You’ll re-find routines soon enough
And this, no longer close at hand,
Just photo-album story stuff.

Some memories are made of feather.
Some are made of stone.
A hundred ways to get here.
And one hundred ways home.

So…will you remember this?

The old stone colleges? Damp dawns?
The word-full classrooms that you met in?
Comparing notes on wide green lawns?
The grand half-chapeled hall that we ate in?

Did you find how English flowed in you
With just a little more ease?
And unexpected learnings grew
Soaked in the Cambridge breeze?

The buses, river, ancient walls.
The bread. The fish. The chips. The peas.
Showers with sunny intervals
Russian, Italian, Portuguese.

The pull of ancient histories.
The climbing flowers and the bees.
Quaint medieval sanctuaries.
One slice of ham. One slice of cheese.

And the trees.
Jim Scrivener
(With Mr. Scrivener’s kind permission)
I'm sure I will remember all this. Who won't? Who wouldn't?
Thank you all at the campus and again and again to APPI and PROALV for this unique experience.

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