Tales of my time as an English language assistant in France!
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Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Funniest trip moments/quotes

Nicole: Well, what would you say to a girl if you wanted to romance her?
Ben: Your hair looks f*cking cool.

Nicole, in mid-conversation with newfound French friend, Laurent, turning to Agnes and chatting to her in French... despite the fact that Agnes doesn't speak French.

"Okay, Disneyland on speed!" (IE we didn't get up early enough and we now have to be focussed to get the most out of it).

Nicole getting almost desperate enough to push small children out of the way to get a photo with Disney characters.

Anything that happened in the couple of hours after we drank the champagne at Moulin Rouge. C'est féerique! But especially when Nicole and Agnes checked their flight time and found out it was at about 3pm, not 11am... they therefore pretty much had an extra day in Paris, and hadn't even realised!

Flirtatious waiter at the beach in Montpellier, who had worked out that I was an English speaker: (Across the restaurant as we left) "Would you like to try a French kiss?"

Falls at the ice-skating rink. I think the best one was one of Sabrina's friends, Abou, who stumbled, recovered, grabbed the side of the rink, yet still somehow ended up on his bum on the ice!

Doing Alicia Keys' Fallin' at Xmas market karaoke. I was by myself, and I like karaoke... I thought "I'm gonna walk out of this room and never see these people again. What the heck. I'll do it."

Trying to learn to 'zouk' and realising very quickly that Sabrina had fairly accurately described the dance: "You have to be really close to each other. It pretty much looks like you're having sex on the dancefloor!"

After our NYE night clubbing, Abou insisting on getting Sabrina to tell him how to say everything in English... very slow conversations!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Funniest Teaching Moments So Far

  1. Students' reactions to NZ notes: "C'est moche!" (ie, It's ugly!) This has happened in 2 different classes!
  2. One class which, when I asked what there is to do in Saint Gaudens, suggested I hire a car and go to McDonalds.
  3. Getting a class to design their own McDonalds hamburger, and having one student design an epic burger with ingredients such as bolognese, chocolate, pasta and honey. Yes, it was a boy.
  4. Using 'Put Another Log On The Fire' in one class. The girls are like "What is up with this song?" and one of the boys is like "It's good!"
  5. One student's temporary mind blank: I hear him asking his friends how to say something, and tell him to ask me in English. He looks at me for a minute, then turns back to his friends and says "How do you say 'how do you say'?"
  6. Listening to a class full of 12 to 13-year-olds singing along to 'Weather With You,' despite the fact that they don't really know the song.
  7. Having a student tell me he wouldn't want to be a teacher, because he would want to hit students that weren't behaving.
  8. Trying (and failing epically) to explain to a class of approx 17 year-olds why the pick-up line "Baby, you must be a broom, because you just swept me off my feet" was funny. So much for trying to lighten up a lesson on household chores!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Amusing moments of the past few days

  • The school cook and one of the surveillants offering to be porters for me on my way back to NZ... so they can come to the Rugby World Cup. The same surveillant then decided he wasn't going to talk to me any more when I admitted that I don't really understand/like rugby.
  • Flatmate, Xavier, singing his own version of 'New York, New York' (entitled 'Toulouse, Toulouse') while we were waiting for the train to the aformentioned town.
  • The SNCF (train network) dude asking me if one of my friends was married. Unfortunately for him, she is.
  • The following piece of graffiti. I don't know how well the tagger thought this one through.
  • Sitting in our assistantship training as they compared phonetic transcriptions for the British and American accents, and having Kate say "let's just hope they don't expect us to teach the difference between 'bear' and 'beer'!" Then, on the train home, trying to practise this by faking a posh British accent and saying "I went to the woods and saw a bear. But, I went to the pub and had a beer."
  • Spending a day flipping between French and English so much that I tried to tell Kate that a ticket stamping machine "did the même chose to Anabel."