I've started a blog to see whether it will be any help to my students. You can take a look at http://myenglishclass.edublogs.org/.
(It was originally posted on blogspot but there were some problems accessing it so I moved it over to edublogs.)
September 24, 2008
September 22, 2008
20 Floors Up and Still Honking
We don't get to too many luxury hotels - only when we have to attend a meeting at one of them - but Sunday night one of Nancy's friends invited us for coffee at the Summit Lounge on the rooftop of a place she used to work. At twenty stories above West Lake, there were no mosquitoes, a nice cool breeze and still the omnipresent honking of motorbike horns coming from hundreds of feet below.
But it was nice and we enjoyed spending the time with them. The menu prices made me think that we're not going to be seeing much of the place though.

But it was nice and we enjoyed spending the time with them. The menu prices made me think that we're not going to be seeing much of the place though.

Can't take credit for the photo. We were there later in the day when it was dark and they didn't come out. I stole this one from http://www.flickr.com/photos/marvincouldwell/441795840/.
September 15, 2008
I Used to Speak Vietnamese
It's not been a good language week for me. And it's only Monday.
Saturday night one of my classes invited Nancy, me, Robyn, Rick and Karen to dinner and karaoke to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival. (I think Rick may have been the impetus behind it.). Karaoke is far from my favorite activity, but I'd like to get to know this class better and this was a good opportunity. An existential side benefit was the deep meaning of singing, "When I'm Sixty-Four" now that the words are starting to have a whole new meaning for me.
We met up with the students in front of the school and walked over to a restaurant along the lake for some fried rice. Along the way I was chatting with some students and realized that they were having trouble understanding me. Now, I've always known my vocabulary was limited, but my pronunciation used to be "pretty good for a foreigner." I do not want to be that guy who thinks he can speak well but no one can understand a word he's saying!
So, I need a new plan. I've been meeting with a young couple once a week so I can help them with English and they can help me with Vietnamese but that's really not enough. Once things get settled with the schedule at school...
It's a lot easier to teach a foreign language than learn one.
Saturday night one of my classes invited Nancy, me, Robyn, Rick and Karen to dinner and karaoke to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival. (I think Rick may have been the impetus behind it.). Karaoke is far from my favorite activity, but I'd like to get to know this class better and this was a good opportunity. An existential side benefit was the deep meaning of singing, "When I'm Sixty-Four" now that the words are starting to have a whole new meaning for me.
We met up with the students in front of the school and walked over to a restaurant along the lake for some fried rice. Along the way I was chatting with some students and realized that they were having trouble understanding me. Now, I've always known my vocabulary was limited, but my pronunciation used to be "pretty good for a foreigner." I do not want to be that guy who thinks he can speak well but no one can understand a word he's saying!
So, I need a new plan. I've been meeting with a young couple once a week so I can help them with English and they can help me with Vietnamese but that's really not enough. Once things get settled with the schedule at school...
It's a lot easier to teach a foreign language than learn one.
September 13, 2008
Connecting Old Friends With New
September 2, 2008
Where's Your Flag?
That's what a rather eccentric old woman asked me when I got home from a meeting at the Academy yesterday afternoon. September 2 is Vietnam's "Fourth of July" -- the anniversary of the day back in 1945 when Ho Chi Minh read Vietnam's declaration of independence from France. As on all the other national holidays, most of our neighbors fly the flag.
"Tell your landlord to get you a flag!"
I didn't call the landlord, but the conversation did shed a little light on one of those still-unanswered questions I've had: Should I display a flag on holidays to show respect or would it be too weird since I'm an "outsider"?
Nhập gia tùy tục is a proverb which has pretty much the same meaning as the English, "When in Rome...."
Maybe I should get a flag.
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