In the THIRD YEAR French class, most of the students can’t do comparatives i.e. “La maison est plus grande que la voiture” (The house is bigger than the car) , and the teacher was harping about how it was so difficult to master. Excuse me? French comparatives and superlatives are easy compared to say, English, where one has to know whether “The house is bigger than the car” or “The house is more big than the car” is correct. Of course, the students were getting confused on whether the “maison” (house) or “voiture” (car) was bigger because their volcabulary … ne suffit pas.
The teacher always delays the due-dates of assignments, grades tests with loads of slack (yet most students still score poorly), and frequently a hour class period can go without a single word of French being spoken. Instead, we get to hear about our teacher’s crappy life (boo hoo hoo), or hear lectures on how he’s an incompetant teacher, how he got the job even though he was an incompetant teacher, how he will become a more competant teacher, or how incompetant we are as students.
At least he does speak French. That is better than some teachers. When someone tried to start a conversation in French with the previous French teacher, she replied “Oh, I don’t speak French.”
From what I hear, the Spainish class is just as bad. I overheard a girl who spent a year in Spain asking a third-year Spainish student (someone who I know is quite smart) how much Spainish she knew. It turns out that, in third-year Spainish, they still don’t know how to use ANY aspect of the past tense. Nada! When the girl who was in Spain asked the student if she knew about the subjunctive, the student replied “I don’t know. Is is really hard?”
Russian, the only other language at my school (no Latin, no Greek), does have a competent teacher from what I hear. But I keep on hearing about how the tests in that class are so easy, and I heard secondhand that they never cover the imperfect, except in the really advanced class reserved for native-Russian-speakers only. On the other hand, they actually do compete in a Russian essay contest for non-native-speakers, but I still wonder how much Russian they actually learn in that class.
Fortunately for me, I got one year of French, and afterwards dropped it. But it was quite a feat to get the office to allow me to do it, since two years of a language are required to get a diploma. Being bureaucrats, they couldn’t accept that I knew more French than anyone in the third-year French class, and they kept on harping about how colleges wouldn’t accept me for taking less than three years of a language. Eventually it was settled that if I got a good SAT score in French, colleges would accept me, and I could get my diploma. I have taken the test and awaiting the score. I got far from a perfect score, but I believe I did well.
Now I need to eat, but when I come back I’ll give Part Two : Why the Language Classes are So Bad.
By the way, the exigence for this rant was Thucy mentioning that he got all that greek-prep from his secondary school.