My last posts were about going for an interview for a tourism course! So anyway, I got a place and went for the first meeting with all the other students who were doing different courses. I got my timetable (it’ll most likely change they said) and I saw the other students that will be in my class.
And I was right. I am most definitely the oldest out of them all! So I don’t really know how to feel about this! I saw that there were other mature students there so I know I’m not the oldest out of the whole class year, but still… it’s a bit unnerving.
So today I had to go to the school and get my student email and my student card. And Oh My God I felt like I was 18 all over again and couldn’t do anything!
Firstly, when the teacher said “Good morning” there was a grumble back. She looked around and raised her voice “GOOD MORNING!”.
This is EXACTLY what I had to do when I was teaching my 18 year olds in the University in China. (At 8 o’clock, 10 o’clock….. and pretty much at the beginning of every class they were half asleep)
Except now I’m part of these 18 year olds!
It’s very unnerving! I was the most responsible person and the boss of an entire classroom in China, and now I’m a student having to listen and take orders from a teacher. It’s quite hard to adapt!
Next, we were brought into a computer room and we were told how to sign up for our emails and that. We were literally told step by step how to log in, how to click on the Google Chrome, how to put our details in. How to sign out.
I know all this stuff, and if I don’t, I’m sure I’ll figure it out by their step by step leaflet they gave us all about how to log in.
I don’t need to be babied around.
Then to add to this babying, I didn’t have my page filling the whole screen (because it was fine the way it was), and a teacher came over and said “You know if you click that square button on the top you can make the screen bigger”.
But, I politely said thanks and clicked it. But honestly, this whole morning I felt like I was 18 again and having to have teachers to help me.
I’m pretty sure the teachers were like this when I started studying my BA degree when I was 18, but now that I’m older I really can see how I’ve become more mature.
But anyway, I start classes on Monday so we’ll see how that day goes. But I suppose one good thing is that maybe the teacher thought I actually was 18! Because If I was the teacher and saw a near 30 year old I would expect them to know that the square button makes the page bigger.