One thing that remained a mystery to me was access to other
foreigners who had sent their children to Shidong Elementary. I kept hearing people say, “I know someone who
did that, but they moved away.” Or “I know they have lots of foreign students, there
must be someone for you to talk to.” I
desperately wanted to talk to other parents and find out if I would be able to
communicate with the teachers, how to make sure G got into the language
assistance program, and what our biggest challenges would be. Other parents are such a great resource!
Where are the other "foreign" parents?
So I did what I always do: I asked every single person I met
if they knew anybody who could help me.
Finally at the end of week two I got a hit. A lovely lady at the side of the pool who overheard my conversation with a friend sent a
text to her friend who sent a text to another friend and voila! I had the name and number of a mom whose
children went to Shidong. We set up a
coffee date, and to my delight, she brought another mom with kids at Shidong and
a tutor who was familiar with Shidong Elementary.
The conversation was so full of information and tips on how
to negotiate the local school that I had to take notes! A few of their tips:
1. Genevieve would average 2 hours of homework per
night if she was focused (uh oh).
2. Chinese and other homework
would be hard enough to keep up with, they had all given up on supplementing
English and resigned themselves to their kids being in ESL when leaving Shidong.
3. Social studies would be her hardest
subject because it has a lots of vocabulary you tend to learn at home and because it deals
mostly with the culture and history of Taiwan.
4. There is one English speaker in the office, I need to find her and
make her my friend.
These women assured me that Genevieve would do fine, but to make
sure I got her registered ASAP and request she be in the language assistance
class (like ESL, only for Mandarin). I
was off on my next mission for registration at the school!
Being an alien
When you arrive in Taiwan, everything you want to sign up
for or register for requires your Alien Resident Card (ARC), which you can’t
apply for until you establish residency, which means you need an address in
country. For the first week in Taiwan my children
found the idea of the ALIEN resident card hilarious and told everybody we met
that we were from America and we were aliens. :) I imagine many people privately thought, “truer words were never spoken!”
Registering for
school
Finally the magical ARC arrives and we make an appointment
with the school to register Genevieve. We meet with Carol (her
English name), she is the designated English speaker in the administrative
office. While she is very kind and helpful, I learn quickly that her
English is limited and therefore my conversations were going to be simple and straightforward. She handed me forms to fill out, four sheets
of paper, all in Chinese characters of course.
She highlighted and translated the boxes I
needed to fill in. Right away I realized
that long English words and names do not fit into the answer boxes. For Taiwanese folk, most of their answers consist of a few characters,
which are much more vertical in orientation than English, which is almost
entirely horizontal. I spent a lot of
time writing my answers in very tiny script to fit it all in!
I was a little disturbed that I only had to fill out 10 boxes on a four-page form with probably 100 questions. Didn’t they need the answers to the rest of
those mystery questions? Carol assured me they did not. As usual, I just have to go along
with whatever they say because I have no ability to read the rest of the form!
Not just paperwork
Carol tells me that Genevieve needs to do an assessment with one of
the teachers so they can determine if she needs the language assistance class,
and to decide what grade she will be placed in.
She tells me she will likely be in second or third grade, depending on her language abilities. If her language skills aren’t adequate, she
will need to spend the year learning the language, not necessarily accumulating
knowledge, and it would be better for her to be in second grade.
What she says makes sense, but I’m slightly shaken…it will be a blow to G’s self-esteem if they stick her in second grade when she’s just completed second grade in the U.S. Genevieve hears the entire conversation of course and understands very well what’s happening, as evidenced by her sad face. Carol tells me she’ll call by the end of the week with a time for the assessment.
What she says makes sense, but I’m slightly shaken…it will be a blow to G’s self-esteem if they stick her in second grade when she’s just completed second grade in the U.S. Genevieve hears the entire conversation of course and understands very well what’s happening, as evidenced by her sad face. Carol tells me she’ll call by the end of the week with a time for the assessment.
A week goes by and I don’t hear from Carol. I am very afraid that they’ve forgotten about
us or already made a decision without the assessment. On Monday morning I finally call
Carol and she tells me they are incredibly busy, because school is starting on
Friday. In my head I’m screaming, “YES,
I know! That’s why my kid needs to be
tested and placed in a class!” But on
the phone I politely say, “Yes, can we please set up the assessment for
Lingling?” She says that she can maybe
fit us in the next day at 10:30, I say “we’ll be there!” I’m flummoxed by the “maybe fit us in” comment since
she said she would schedule it a week ago, but I figure we’ll go to the office and sit there
until somebody does the assessment!
Language assessment
G is very nervous about the assessment. She keeps asking me what she’ll have to
do. I have no idea, but tell her my best guess is a teacher will talk to her and ask her all sorts of questions to
figure out how well she speaks Chinese.
I stress to her the importance that she not be shy or hesitant, this is
her only opportunity to show what she knows (and therefore not end up in second grade).
It’s a delicate balancing act to reassure her that’s she’ll be fine and yet emphasize that she needs to take the assessment seriously.
We arrive at school and, thank goodness, they are prepared for us.
There is another student being assessed, and a teacher
assigned to each of them. The language
assistance teachers speak beautiful English and are very good at putting the
kids at ease. Rebecca, Genevieve’s
teacher, hands me a packet of forms to fill out. It looks eerily similar to the ones I filled
out the week before, but I just take it and wonder who can help me fill it out.
As luck would have it, the other student’s mom, Samantha, is
Taiwanese but speaks English as she’s married to a British man. She volunteers to read the forms to me and
help me fill them out while the kids are doing the assessment. I swear the first two forms are exactly the
same as what I filled out before. Then there is a page for why I think my student needs language
assistance. “Um, English is her first
language and her parents don’t speak Chinese?” But I decided the longer explanation of "pre-school in Shanghai, Chinese
immersion school in Portland, living in Taiwan and wanting to continue speaking
Chinese" was probably in order. Samantha
graciously translated everything I said. Or at least I assume she did because again, I am trusting she wrote
what I said….
The results
The assessment, which I thought would be about 30 minutes
long, lasted 1.5 hours. The kids spoke
to the teachers, wrote characters, read books, and worked in workbooks. By the end, Genevieve was exhausted and
struggling to stay engaged. Rebecca told
me that she spoke very well and she thought would likely be placed in 3rd
grade. Huge relief!
Then she went off to the office and was able to get Genevieve’s teacher’s name and the room number for us. Hallelujah, now we knew where to go on Friday morning. But wait, how did they have that assignment so fast when we had just completed the assessment? Apparently they had already assigned her to a third grade classroom? Who knows, I was just grateful to know she was registered, the assessment was done, and we would know where to go on Friday morning at 7:50am.
Then she went off to the office and was able to get Genevieve’s teacher’s name and the room number for us. Hallelujah, now we knew where to go on Friday morning. But wait, how did they have that assignment so fast when we had just completed the assessment? Apparently they had already assigned her to a third grade classroom? Who knows, I was just grateful to know she was registered, the assessment was done, and we would know where to go on Friday morning at 7:50am.
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