Living in New York for a month was the best decision I ever made. Like everyone else, I explored the many pungent tunnels full of angry homo-sapiens, who I assume choose 72-hour work weeks in finance by the looks their miffed expressions and Prada bags under their eyes. But that’s just my unfiltered opinion based on a fickle observation.
The last 5 or 6 times I was in the vivacious NYC, I fell in love with different parts of her personality. One of them being the angry homo-sapiens with Prada bags and what not who took the course with me.
My CELTA course experience is one that I will never forget…mainly because it kicked me in the ass and because of the people that were there to pick me right back up. We picked each other up.
From 9:00 AM to 5:00 PM, 5 days a week, for one month was my choice. It was the fastest way to get certified before graduation and get a job. Granted, it was very expensive to do this particular program but I guarantee you, it’s well worth it. You definitely get what you pay for and more.
They bury you in handouts and guides and templates and worksheets to prepare you for teaching the next day (yes, meaning the second day of the program you teach ESL students, but only a segment of the class). It’s like someone throwing you into the water after giving you all the tools you need and quickly briefing what each tool is for. It really felt like I was drowning in front of the class. And at the end of every day, your teacher gives everyone who taught that day feedback from their observation while you were drown–I mean teaching. And everyone gives each other feedback as well, which was the best part. We fed off of each others constructive criticism and praise and learned other teaching techniques from one another.
And that’s just the first week.
By the second and third week, you’re a pro at the intermediate level. You get a hold of your timing, your techniques, your groove. And each day is filled with activities and workshops. Mind you, you are constantly creating your own tedious lesson plans. You plan the introduction, the target language, the appropriate activities corresponding to that target language, the potential error corrections and feedback to provide at the end, and so on…EVERY. OTHER. DAY. I had a couple mini breakdowns to be honest, but my good friend who sat next to me on the first day was the best. Every lunch break, we’d go have a drink or two at a bar and vent the shit out of each other.
My CELTA course class started out with 12 and ended with 10. We lost two due to the pressure and intensity of the course. It really is an experience you have to push through and survive to reap the rewards. I definitely learned a lot from every person in that photo up top. If you are thinking about this program, I have no doubt you can do it!! It’s just a matter of if you believe you can too.
A hui hou ❤