The A-Z of “Bring Your Own….”

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Today I was trying to find something on line under the topic of “embedding ICT in ESOL” that wouldn’t bore the pants off our students. I found a reference to something we already do ie: get learners to use their smart phones. Apparently this is known as “bring your own device (BYOD)” Why do we do this? Because we are skint and operating in a low tech environment. So with thanks and love to Kate and Anna T who made an otherwise dull, dark afternoon lots of fun here is my A-Z of what to bring to our centre.

Bring your own:

Artex, to cover the cracks in our ceiling

Bottle, the meetings can get a little trying

Chair, ours are broken

Device, we already told you

Exit, in case you can’t find ours

Friend to Kate’s party, she won’t share hers.

Gaffer tape, it’s always useful

Hole punch, Raha keeps hiding them

Inspector, choose a nice one

Jodhpurs, in case we decide to embed horse riding

Koala, Kate’s Australian cousin is homesick

Lesson plan, I’m not writing it for you

Man, there are hardly any here

Numeracy, we need to embed it

Origami activity, I can never remember mine

Post-it notes, I made my own last week

Quiz, I can’t be bothered with Kahoot

Rubber because learners love erasing things

Sandwich, the corner shop’s are despicable

Teacher, I want to go home now

Underwear, we shouldn’t need to remind you

Vermin repellent, we have a problem

Washing up liquid, stop making us do your dishes

Xercise books, we’ve ordered them but they haven’t arrived

Yellow file of materials, we need it back now.

Zen, we need more of it

 

 

Resurrecting my so called career.

Today I was inspired by a friend to find my derelict blog and I read my previous posts from long ago. I escaped from that college in the north of England that was being ruined by a power crazed ex TESCO manager and became a carer instead. Being a carer has been really fun, largely because my boss is my friend and we like hanging about together. And I have been working as a gallery assistant. I have learnt that being a gallery assistant is unbearably boring and so I seem to have stumbled back into the world of adult education and that means that I can add to my blog, yippee.

I’ve gone back to work in the same building where I trained as an ESOL teacher in 1993 and my office will be the room where I taught my first class. I live a short walk away from the flat where I celebrated my 21st birthday so going round in circles seems to be a thing. I’ll tell you about the new job soon, but for now I have high hopes but I’m scared of the paper registers.