So, just so you all know, I am now a professor. :) You may call me Mèt Gwenn.
I don't know exactly how it happened. Well, I kind of do. Last week Nahomi went to her school and they told her that they didn't have room for her this semester. I helped her study for her last exam and wasn't too impressed with what she's been "learning" (ie. paying FAR too much money for.) I felt pretty confident that I could teach her at least as well. So I told her I would teach her. We'd have classes twice weekly.
I talked to Mikey and he had TONS of ESL curriculum and we were scheduled to start tonight right after dinner. Right before dinner, Esther (the lady who washes our laundry twice a week) joined us for dinner, and Nahomi said Esther had something to tell us. Immediately in my mind, I jumped to the conclusion that she was discontent with the work situation. (Because who WOULDN'T BE when they spend 9 hours a day twice a week handwashing my family's laundry...) But that wasn't it. Nahomi had told her about the "English classes" I was going to teach, and she too wanted to be a student.
So now I have two students. Which actually worked really well tonight. I don't think I am open for more enrollment at the present time, but word kind of travels fast round these parts, so I wouldn't be surprised to have more "inquiries."
We had a really fun class tonight and I think it's going to help me with my Kreyol. Nahomi is used to "my version" of Kreyol, but Esther is not. And she doesn't have a problem laughing out loud as I try to pronounce things I cannot, which is a very Haitian thing. Yes, I know that's a stereotype, but one of the TRUE ones... MANY Haitians LOVE to laugh at anyone who makes a mistake. Which is kind of awesome if you think about it, cause really, aren't we all laughing inside at others who make mistakes? Ah, I love Haiti.