I taught my 13 year old student (of diarrhea fame) on Thursday. He has a desk with two chairs in his bedroom so that is where we do the lessons. But I'm starting to think that rather than seeing it as an English lesson, his pubescent mind can't get past the fact that there is woman who is not related to him in his bedroom. He doesn't want to do any work, and the past two weeks has ended up laying on his bed. This week he asked, while reclining on his pillows, if I was tired too. I said not at all and tried to lure him back to the desk with the promise of a computer game.
I found a site to do crossword puzzles in English. But he saw that they also had a golf game and wanted to play that instead. I said ok to one game, since that would at least get him back in a sitting position. But he wasn't so easily distracted, this is the conversation that followed:
Student: "We can play that if I put the ball in the cup in more than five...(I told him they are called strokes)...strokes, yes, strokes. If I put the ball in the cup with more than five strokes, you tell me to do something. If I do in less than five strokes, I tell you to do something."
Me: "What do you mean? Do what?"
Student: "I don't know, we can invent this."
Me: "Ummmmm. I don't... Ummm, what kind of thing, like what?"
Student: "We will see. Here, I begin."
Me: "Wait, no, I don't think, ummm." (but curiosity as to what he would actually ask was getting the best of me) "It couldn't be anything inappropriate."
Student: "What is this, inappropriate?"
Me: "You know what, we only have five minutes left, why don't you just play the golf game, just for fun."
Student: "Aww, only five minutes? I like this class today, I don't want it should end."
Me: "Heh, aw. Ok, then, well, I'll see you next week buddy."
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