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7 Nov 2014

An Idea.

English in India – The language of the cursed?

As a lover of English, I could never have imagined a day when I would actually question my education as well as career. Yet such a day has sadly arrived. No matter how learned or intellectual we may think we are in India, from a global point of view, there is a widening gap between the native or non-native speaker of English.
This does not always work out in favour of a non-native speaker. For example, there have been numerous times when teachers of English in India have faced a dead end while being hired abroad or outside India. The South Asian countries are the worst- with China and Korea being very vocal about wanting white teachers or ‘native’ language users.
I want to understand why ‘native’ language users are considered ‘better’ language users as well as teachers. Is there a scientific reason for it, something stemming from Language Acquisition laws, or is it simply based on an underlying racism that we are speaking a borrowed language?
Finally, I want to reflect on the reverse racism faced by English speakers in India- are they mocked as ‘babus’ or are they actually in a beneficial position with respect to non-fluent speakers of the language?

if we talk about Teaching and Education as a qualitative experience, then how does a native speaker of English provide her learners  with benefits solely based on her country of origin?

If anyone has any points to share or some advice – be it books or research resources, please share it in the comments section, or e-mail me at alisha.nangia@gmail.com

6 Nov 2014

KicK-Start Life!

I had dis-continued writing in my blog after the whole 'Love is a Playlist' fiasco. I just got my heart broken, my start-up idea crushed, and I was feeling over-all quite miserable.
Once Summer vacations were over, it was back to work for me. Now don't judge me- I love the kids, but the paycheck and lack of intellectual stimulation was really getting to me. Not to add, an almost love triangle at the work place, and menopausal women making my life hell, I was ready to throw in the towel.

But then something unexpected happened.

I moved out.

Yes, I left home, under really strained circumstances, and now I really needed the cash, (Low paycheck is better than no paycheck). But now, after settling down a bit and stabilising myself, I'm not ashamed of where I am. Yet, I feel there is so much for me to do. I feel wasted in a small school, under-paid and over-worked. I know I'd feel better if I was doing something that I loved- I like writing, traveling and teaching kids, and i'm searching for something that can combine it all for me.
I know there is no such thing as a dream job, but I want to feel happier.
Currently, I'm a little restless.

Lets get ready for great things.