On another exciting note, Happy National Day of the Republic of China! Today is the equivalent of the Fourth of July in 'Merca. It's the day the Qing Dynasty, China's last dynasty, was overthrown. It all started with privately-owned railways being built across China. The Qing government ordered the railways to become nationalized so they could pay back the amount owed to Great Britain, US, France, and Germany (the countries building the railroads).
The people revolted and planned protests and a bomb went off earlier than planned and hospitalized one of the leaders of the protests. The government found out who he was and, in order to avoid being arrested and executed, they staged a coup and overthrew the government! This year is the 102nd anniversary of the Republic of China.
(This is the condensed version, summarized by yours truly from what I read on Wikipedia. I may have forgotten some important parts or maybe got some parts completely wrong. Look it up yourself.)
Some of the students in a Chinese class gave a presentation and passed out pins. They represent today's date: 10/10. In Chinese, the number 10 is written as "十" so the symbol for today is two of these characters put together.
Tonight, there will be fireworks all over the country. I would go down to People's Park in downtown Taichung but, alas, I am on duty tonight. Thursday night duty is the most entertaining because it is also room inspection night so the girls will be in a cleaning frenzy at 9pm when study hall ends. AKA dance party in the hallway with some rap and dance mixes.
Living in a boarding school, we follow many traditions that a boarding school on the east coast or in the United Kingdom would follow. One of these is the weekly room inspections on Thursday nights.
Since everyone is living so close to one another, germs are easily spread and immune systems are easily corrupted with dust! By having room inspections every week, every boarding room in the building is checked for said dust and trash and germs. Originally the headmaster was the one doing the checks, but he has since trained the Dean of Dorms and Dean of Students so now they're the ones who check the rooms.
And, yes, everyone gets a grade. A beautiful, sparkly clean room receives an "Excellent." If there's a little dust found, the room receives a "Good" and if there is too much dust found or trash not taken out or a pillow out of place, the room receives a "Fail." Then, they average the scores, get a percentage of each score and give the floor an overall passing percentage and that number is read off the next morning at assembly, along with each room number that failed.
If there are too many rooms on a floor that fail, the headmaster will go through a couple days later and check that floor all over again. Last week, for example, our second floor boys didn't do so hot. The boss checked their rooms again on Monday and was still not satisfied with the cleanliness of the rooms so he instructed the dorm parent on duty to take all of the second-offenders' computers. I saw Andy coming downstairs the next morning with somewhere between 10 and 15 laptops and tablets.
Overall, I love my job as a dorm parent. Spending time with the girls after school is over is so much fun and I'm getting to know them outside of the classroom, which some teachers will never get. It also helps that I only teach three of the seventy-some girls who live on this floor so there really isn't any teacher-student to dorm parent-student awkward transitions. Not like there would be... but it's nice that it's not really an issue to begin with.
I also love living in a dorm because I can hop upstairs and check on the other 95% of my students, 8th and 9th grade boys, during study hall to make sure they're understanding the material. These students are so great and they work very hard, but it's very hard for them to ask for help. By me going up and simply yelling, "Do any of Ms. Seeds' students have questions on the homework?" I get about seven to nine of them coming out and asking me questions they never would have asked me otherwise.
Hell, the other night, one of them asked me for help with his geometry.
Also, the chances that a student can help another student with homework are pretty great when all of the students live on three floors of the building. Tonight, for example, one student came to me asking for help with her biology homework. Osmosis. Yeah right! I read her notes and the section of the textbook that defined the terms and didn't get any of it. I grabbed her book and led her downstairs to the upper school boys' floor and yelled, "Is anyone really good at biology? Preferable AP biology?" I got a couple wonderful volunteers and chose one to explain the concept to her. He did it in Chinese, which is necessary with understanding concepts before learning the new language of it, and he also gave her fun ways to remember said concepts that he uses!
I told her if we hadn't come downstairs, I would still be staring at her book. She laughed. But it's those kinds of situations that make me very happy that I chose to work in this environment.
Now, I'm off to bed. I have a FaceTime date tomorrow morning with the birthday girl that I have to be up early for.
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