Happy New Week and Happy Easter hivians! I hope we are all doing good and enjoying this holiday. It's a new prompt for a new week: "my favourite subject " and I'm glad to share my entry with you.
I know we all have our favourite subject whether in elementary or high school. For me, I have my favourite subject and it's something different. My favourite subject was English Language but guess what, it's not what you think.
I said earlier that mine is kind of different. It was my favourite subject for all weird reasons. You know, I attended a community school in the village where we have limited teachers. In fact, we didn't have an English teacher for almost two terms in my second year in high school. Hence, no English Language Test, no exam. So, whenever I was curious and worried about my scores after exams, English Language was never part. It never gave me worries like other subjects. Thus, English Language became my favourite subject not because I was good at it but because our lack of English teacher used to spare some whips from my parents when checking my results. Unknowingly to me the kind of hurt it's doing to us.
English Language became my favourite subject for many weird reasons as I said earlier. Like many other schools, native Language speaking is prohibited in my school but the students are deviant.
A larger percentage of the students found it difficult to speak English but I used to be the favourite of any English teacher, because I was a bit better at speaking English than the rest of my classmates. It wasn't because of any other reason than the fact that I used to visit my aunt in the city during the festive holiday. So, I learnt the little I knew from her children. But getting back to school, I would dramatically become the champion. So, English Language was my best subject for another reason_ I was always loved by the English teachers.
When we finally had a teacher, the only intriguing thing that made me love English Language as a subject and made it my favourite was its oral aspect. Oh! It brought us a lot of fun, and lots of headaches for our teachers. Imagine, correcting us over and over again, condemning the common pronunciation that had been living rent free in our heads and asking us to be twisting our tongues all because of a Language that is not our mother tongue, it was tiring. I used to try, at least be attentive in class and follow our teacher's guide but you see, those classmates of mine would rather make a joke of our teacher than to learn the main thing. They literally struggled to go by the right pronunciation and their funny ways of doing it used to even make our class more interesting. So, I didn't like to miss any English Language class . You would hear,
Teacher: word - /w3:d/,
students: word- /w):d/
Teacher: aisle- /ail/
Students: aisle- /aisu/
Teacher: Awe_ /):/
Students: Awe_ /awe/
English Language class was always filled with drama in my high school days. This however used to make me laugh out loud.
What happened to the vocabulary development aspect? Haaa! Falling teeth! That's it. My class would always make a mountain out of a molehill. Interestingly, part of the drama used to also come from the English teachers' dressing, especially the ones in the villages like ours. Oh! they almost crack our ribs with laughter. You know, they would always want to dress more than other teachers. In a bid to be more official in their dressing, they ended up combining funny dresses with confusing high-heel cover shoes. Just tell me what's not interesting when learning English in a village school. Nothing I guess. We later became more serious in our penultimate year in high school when we heard, no university would admit us without passing the English Language. We all bought textbooks and started attending English tutorials after school. The English Language really brought life into my high school days. It was indeed my favourite subject.
This is my entry to the hivereachout weekly prompt.
Thanks for reading.
All pictures are mine.