A part of being in our new land is that I am going to homeschool the girls. For the past year, I have anticipated this, mostly due to fear that I will not be a proper teacher for them. Well, those fears were confirmed the other night.
We had some friends come over so that I could help with their English test coming up. Speaking English is one thing. Having to further explain the rules of our complicated language is quite another. All I have to say is thank goodness for the internet and Google.
I suppose that another way to look at the experience is that it gave me a heads up that I clearly need to freshen up on some things before the school year begins for the girls. But how emabarrassing ... or rather, humbling ... was that.
So far, I know that one of them passed their test. Hopefully, I will know the results of the other soon.
While I do not think I helped in the least, it is a tiny bit comforting to know that I did not confuse them so much that they bombed the test ... well, at least one, but I have confidence the other will do just as well.
Soon, our Spanish lessons will begin. Hopefully, I prove to be a better student than I was the teacher.