I had a serious talk with the mother of my Korean tutees today. I basically told her, "I don't want to surprise you later this semester or anything, so I'm going to go ahead and warn you today. I'm worried about this semester." See, I have round about 300 books to read in a matter of four months, and I wish I could be exaggerating. My tutoring takes 6 hours a week from me, in near 3-hour chunks. I'm starting to see time equivalent to pages read, and 6 hours a week is about 3 plays, or at least one book.
I told her that I can't make a final decision yet (whether or not I quit) because the semester hasn't begun yet. And I'm about to embark on an entirely new semester--I've never not had to go to class, or have a paper to write, or homework to do. I told her it could be that this semester, because I'm not taking classes, I could actually find the time to tutor and study for my exams. This might not even be an issue. But, just in case it becomes one, I don't want her to be surprised by it.
I have promised her that I will not leave them without a potential replacement tutor--I will cull my own resources to give them a few people to choose from (maybe in interview or something). I've been with this family since Spring '06. I can't leave them high and dry like that...I love them so much and it kills me to think I might be forced to quit. But I'm going to try, I really am.
But sometimes a girl has to wonder: where is Albus Dumbledore's Time Turner when you really need one?
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