Second day of school, first day of teaching.
There are three different schedules floating around – one on the board, one in my hands, and one that all the English teachers have that specifically goes over my schedule for first grade because it’s THAT complicated. The second grade schedule is laid out rather nicely, in that it shows all of the subjects (영 – Young: English) with the teacher’s family name (영오 – Young Oh: English with Oh Teacher). Mine breaking from that pattern is 영E, which makes it really easy to spot.
On the FIRST grade schedule they write ALL the English classes as “영” and so no one has any idea which class they’re teaching without cross referencing the one or two schedules in their hands. Keep in mind that this is the schedule just for this week, it’s not actually a permanent schedule yet.
I was heartened to note that I wasn’t the only one staring at the board this morning in abject despair – I was joined by at least four other teachers. Ten minutes ago I heard the teacher in charge of temporary scheduling say my name, say something about my second grade classes, and then hang up and leave the room. As second grade classes were the only thing that seemed set in stone, I’m now a little worried.