Jennifer, in true American spirit, started each class off by telling her students to put their books away, take out their pencils, and get ready for their midterm exam (we don't give midterm or final exams). She asked each student if they studied for the test, and she received one of two responses. One third of the students looked her straight in the face, nodded, and said "yes teacher." The rest of them sat silent with frightend looks on their face, Jennifer could hear their hearts palpitating as sweat formed on their tiny little brows. And then she wrote on the board "April Fools" as she let out a maniacal laugh. The children yelled out "Teeeaaaacherrrrr!" as they all had a good giggle together.
John's experience was very different, he was on the receiving end of this so called lie day. His experiences are chronicled below in a excerpt from his Facebook page:
So, April Fools Day; not just in America. Here in South Korea they "celebrate" lie day, or at least that's what my 14 and 15 year old's were calling it. I walked into my last class of the night and all 8 of my students were dancing around like maniacs, some holding chairs above their heads and some singing k-pop songs at the top of their lungs. It took me a minute to calm them down, and class went on as usual. Exactly 5 minutes later, my oldest student said something in Korean and I looked up to find each student sitting stone-faced, staring at me, not moving a muscle. I couldn't help but laugh. This went on for exactly one minute, which is kinda long when you have 8 stone-faced teenagers staring at you, and then they went back to class as usual. 5 minutes later, they were at it again, this time they laid their heads down on the desk and remained motionless. Again, I was standing in front of the class laughing, the students just sat there, face down, silent. One minute later they were back to normal, studying English just like every other day. 5 minutes later I looked up at the clock and expected the students to have something else up their sleeves... nothing. Just when I thought it was all over, my youngest student jumped up from her seat, spread her arms open wide, and screamed "yellow". The girl next to her did the exact same thing except she yelled "Red". Each student followed screaming a different color. Once they were all up, the fell into single file in the center of the classroom and marched out the door into the hallway. When they got back into the class they were all acting like Frankenstein, dragging their legs and making monster noises. I couldn't help but smile and laugh. It was quite an interesting experience. I'll be sure to get them them back one day soon. Any ideas?
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