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More on Linkou, HFRB and blogging March 21, 2006

Posted by nebulon in Taiwan, Teaching, The Lost Grey Matter.

I should perhaps start at the beginning.
When I was 3 1/2, I asked my mother, “Mom, what is the name of the man from whose penis came out the sperm that made me?”
I am joking. I mean, I actually did say that but I will most certainly not start with that…

Starting a blog feels a bit daunting for me. I am not quite sure what I want to say, in what format, or how personal I want to get. Looks like many bloggers solve that problem by keeping separate blogs, which I suppose I may do in the future. But for now, I’ll just throw caution to the wind and keep my jumbled thoughts and unlearned comments here. This is the way I am in real life. Jumbled. Unlearned. Open
A few weeks ago I came across a somewhat heated discussion on Scott Summer’s blog on the merits or lack thereof of HFRB (Hardcore Foreign run Buxiban). This led to
1. an idea on how to foment new thought and, God forbid, perhaps meaningful change in my current school
2. Meeting Michael T. and Mark W., two inspiring people
3. Finally taking a chance at sounding my own voice
Mark’s post, which piqued my interest even more, got me reading tons of other stuff- including this post on forumosa.com:
“No thanks. I’d rather teach 2 to 9 kids per class, 29 hours/week with basically no prep time for 100,000/month, than teach 30 unhappy kids for the same money with a loud-mouthed, know-it-all, nitpicky foreigner on my back all the time.”
Now, to address the quoted post…
I didn’t see ANY unhappy kids. I saw kids raising their hand ALL the time, smiling–participating, unafraid to speak loudly and make mistakes. Sure, they were nervous at times, but not fearful. This sort of contradicts some “common knowledge” about Taiwanese kids not wanting to speak out for fear of making mistakes. I heard on girl in Ron’s class make more mistakes in one single attempt at answering a question than my students dare make in a month! She eventually settled on an answer (the wrong one) and there was no blushing, there was no cowering back into her seat never to be heard again. There in lay the paradox for me:
They (the students) brought verve, dedication (occasional laughter) and “oral perseverance” during a class based on drills and repetition. I didn’t see any kids looking off into space. If they occasionally didn’t raise their hand, I honestly think it’s because they were momentarily sore.
Classes which (I have often) specifically designed to get this kind of response have gotten exactly the kind of response you would expect from drills and repetition. Go figure.
Mark and Ron really weren’t worried about IP. They were nothing but forthcoming, generous and more than accommodating. They even let me record parts of their classes on my mobile. Next, I will try to put all I have learned together to see what can be of use for my schools ESL program. Mark, I’ll try to get the files uploaded somewhere and maybe your grandma can check you out after all:)
I, Nebulon, will have to find a sizable chunk of The Grey Matter for this task.
To bed, to bed.



1. Michael Turton - March 24, 2006

Looks great! Can’t wait to see you on Sunday.

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