One part of Teaching English as a Second Language course which I hate the most is GRAMMAR. I have never been the top scorer in my class when it comes to analyzing the sentences, drawing the Tree Diagram and to even use the correct tense in speaking and writing.
I know that there are too many notes to digest, a thick book to read yet so little time for me to do all that. I have been wasting my time too much on the net scrolling down the dashboard and I know that one day I am just going to fail the test.
Then I will start to freak out because I know that the knowledge I have this semester is not sufficient to make me a great teacher in three years time (hopefully). Well, I heard stories about my seniors failing their examination and how they had to leave the college in despair for not succeeding like their other course-mates. I put myself in their position and then finally opened up the Grammar Book that I think has the same level of difficulty as learning Mathematics or Chemistry.
The first page was full of words, and then phrases, clauses, sentences, paragraphs, and then comes the journals. "Nouns, verbs, adjectives, determiners, adverbials etc", keep spinning in my head and later I dozed off (much expected actually). In my dream few minutes after that, I praised myself for at least revising the notes while blogging, and then the librarian knocked the table and showed me the time. It was about time to leave the building as I was the only student "studying" religiously in my sleep.
On my way back to the International Block which is my hostel, I kept on wondering how do all the excellent students in my class study grammar? Don't they need to sleep as well? Oh my, maybe I sleep too much right? I wonder...
P/S: A fictional short story of a TESLian who dislikes the crucial part of learning English language; too bad he cannot go back ;)
So tell me why I call it The Grandma's Book?