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Schools in Greece and the UK

6th graders write about the differences and similarities between schools in the two countries. Their assignment was to write a blog post, so here are the most successful attempts. Enjoy!

Filippos writes:

Hello everybody and welcome to the blog wihtout a name! Today, we will compare the schools in the UK and Greece. 

In the UK, students go to school later but they finish school later too!  School starts at 8.50 and ends at 15.15. Every lesson takes one hour. They wear school uniforms too! School uniforms are great because the students don’t feel bad about their clothes or make other students feel bad, so it’s great. OK, I think we are done with UK schools. 

Let’s talk now about Greek schools. In Greece, school starts at 8.15 and ends at 1.15, but some students stay longer and go home at 4 o’clock. Every lesson takes 45 minutes so instead of three lessons Greek schools have six lessons. In Greece, students don’t wear a school uniform, they wear their normal clothes. 

OK, everybody, that’s it for today! See you tomorrow, bye!”

 

Elpida writes:

Hello! In my previous post you had asked me to write all the differences between schools in Britain and in Greece. Well, in my opinion, the biggest difference is in the time they start. In Britain, school starts at nine o’clock and finishes at five o’clock. In Britain, they only have three sessions that last 60 minutes. In Greece, we have 6 sessions that last 45 minutes. 

One big difference is that they have lunch from their school canteen. In Greece, we take our lunch from home. If you ask me, I prefer our way because we know exactly what we’re eating. Anyway, another difference is that they have assembly, but we tell prayers. In Britain, they all wear the same outfit but in Greece we wear what we want every day. I prefer the second one but on the other hand Britain has a good method too, because children can’t be jealous of the others. 

What do you think? Please comment below! Bye for now!”

 

So, what do you think? Is it better to wear a uniform? Which system do you like better?

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Reboot

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Is it that time of the year already? I sit behind my desk trying to figure out logistics… How much of what I had constantly put off during the year did I actually get done during the summer? Did I clear out all my drawers, did I organize my material, do I have unfinished business from last year? Have I rested enough, am I ready to believe that this year will be different and I’ll do everything better? Do I have enough to give, will I make it through another year?

We’re back at our posts as of tomorrow and, like every single year since I started teaching, I get that familiar feeling in my lower belly. I’m anxious! No, I don’t feel ready at all. I don’t feel adequately prepared to deal with everything that’s new this year, and, frankly, I don’t think I’ll ever be. There’s absolutely no guarantee that I won’t be making the same mistakes. There’s no logical reason why things will turn out different this year.

So, as always, I ask myself: How can you keep doing this? How can one deal with all these expectations, year after year? I have yet to meet a teacher who stood at the end of the school year, smiled inwardly and said: “Yes. This year, I did it all. I’m satisfied.” The truth is, most of us get harder on ourselves with each passing year. Because more experience means less excuses. And because the list of what we’ve done wrong keeps growing. And we grow older and less able to deal with disappointments and further away from our students’ experiences and a tiny bit more tired… You know, summer is blessed, it’s catharsis, it’s an absolute prerequisite. But as you get older, there’s a bit more residue left behind, your mental and emotional cleaning gear gets a bit more rusty and then it’s September 1st, sneaking up on you, catching you off guard. 

Does this mean I’m not happy to be starting again tomorrow? Don’t be ridiculous, I’m thrilled! I’m only human. And that means I never learn. So I know I will lay awake tonight filled with anticipation. I won’t be able to stop smiling tomorrow morning when the corridors are reverberating with those familiar high-pitched cries. And by morning, I will have believed it: It’s going to be different this year.

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Goodbye…

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In a few days, I will be saying goodbye to yet another amazing class who I’ve shared hundreds of mornings and experiences with. Smart, talented little people who I met three years ago and who I watched grow to what they are today. Saying goodbye is maybe one of the hardest parts of this job.

Being a teacher means devoting time and energy to preparing sturdy ships only to let them sail away. We talk about everything else so often… Discipline issues, pedagogy, methods, class management, materials, compensation. I don’t think there’s enough talk about goodbyes. Probably because we don’t really like to talk about it.

However, a major part of this job is teaching your students how to be okay without you. Giving them all that’s necessary to leave school behind and find out their own place in the world. This is clearer with older kids who leave school having made major decisions and having taken big exams. But younger students leave school at that precise point that separates childhood from adolescence. That is maybe the biggest change they will ever experience, physically, mentally and emotionally. As soon as they’ve left primary school, they’ll never be children again.

And you find yourself wondering… Will they be safe? Will they be happy? Will they find themselves in the sea of faces? Will they be ok? It doesn’t matter. It isn’t your business anymore. All you can do is hope you’ve done your job properly. Taught them to appreciate themselves in order to demand respect from others. And that knowledge is a journey without destination. And that they should never stop trying and fighting for the best.

This is a small sample of what they gave me over the course of three years. Just a tiny wedge of their talent and powers of creativity. I can’t show you their hidden songs, their tears of joy and pain, their struggles with acceptance, their sense of belonging, all their great achievements and that mystical look in their eyes everytime we climbed a new mountain and they realised a new truth about themselves. Those are just for me. I am sorry. I am just that lucky. I’m a teacher.

 

 

 

 

Right before the big concert!
Right before the big concert!

 

Look at these ancient Greeks!

 

 

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Why Easter is Greek to Me: Xristos Anesti!

    by Rita Wilson       

Once every few years, Greek Easter falls the same week as ‘American Easter,’ as it was called  when I was growing up. 

In order for ‘Greek Easter’ to be celebrated the same week as ‘American Easter,’ Passover has to have been celebrated already. We Greeks don’t do Easter until after Passover, because how can you have Easter BEFORE Passover. Jesus went to Jerusalem to celebrate Passover, after all. Unless it is one of  the years when the two holidays align. Like last year.  Here are some of the things that non-Greeks may not know about Greek Easter: We don’t do bunnies. We don’t do chocolate. We don’t do pastels.  We do lamb, sweet cookies, and deep red. Continue reading “Why Easter is Greek to Me: Xristos Anesti!”