Chalk Dust ( Nguồn - http://virtualdoug.typepad.com/virtualdoug/teaching_and_learning_in_viet_nam/index.html)

The class was over – and it was the very last class I would have with the group of 60 first year students – the same who invited me to their Christmas Party - and the class described in the post “Whazzit Like to Teach English in Việt Nam?”

As I have written repeatedly, the teaching profession is an honored one in Việt Nam, and I half-expected some small taken from the class – and they indeed presented me with a delightful card and a pottery knick-knack. What came next was unexpected.

The class monitor sang a song to me in English. The song was “Chalk Dust.” Then the entire class sang it in Vietnamese. Here are the lyrics:

Chalk Dust

When you're writing
Chalk dust's falling.
There are some grains
Falling on the dais
There are some grains
Falling on your hair.

I'd love this moment
Your hair seems gray and gray,
Grayer for chalk dust
To give good lessons.

When we are grown up
How can we forget
Long ago you taught us
When we were still young.


I love these kids – I really do.

Posted on May 30, 2006 in Teaching and Learning in Viet Nam | Permalink | Comments (17) | TrackBack (0)

Lovely lyric. I can't imagine how these students could translate this song so successfully. That reminds me to my most memorable time when i was in high school, and all of us also. TEACHERS...LOVE ALL OF U SO MUCH....

"Everything, every single things will go by oblivion, but those sweet memories"

[from my teacher's lessons]

I love my teacher.Thanhks my teacher

Giới thiệu 1 phiên phản Chalk dust của "gà nhà" nè. Sáng tác 7 năm về trước rùi nhé, không phải bắt trước đâu.hihi

When the teacher
Write down blackboard
There's some dust
Down on the floor
There's some dust
Down on your head

I love this minute
My dear teacher older
Older with chalk dust
Give me a good lesson

When I leave high school
How can I forget that
The day you taught me
When I was very young

^_^