School has been in progress for 2 weeks now, and the first Arabic homework has come home. The result: total meltdown in our household. A girl in tears over her inability to decipher 12 lines of probably the most boring dialogue ever between Jad and Dounia.
What is it with the classical Arabic program in this country that makes it so difficult and unappealing to learn? Her Arabic teachers say she needs a tutor, since her parents won’t help her with her Arabic homework. I’ll be darned if I get a tutor for an 8-year old. I though the teaching of Arabic was the teacher’s job. It seems it is taken for granted that at home the parents teach as well. And if they do not, then the child is shipped off into the ‘Arabic for foreigners’ program, a road my 17 year old has gone, but which prohibits him to become a lawyer, an officer or take up any government position. Well, nothing lost there, you may think, but taken that the job of ‘President of Lebanon‘ is also out of his reach because he’s got the wrong religion, we’re developing here something akin to a caste system. Only if you have the right religion and only if your parents taught you Arabic at home.
Hmmmm, me thinks I should go out in the country this weekend, for a more positively inspired post. My hike to Jebel el-Sheikh was canceled because someone got blown up by a landmine there. Not fatally, but you know, if you go for a nature hike, you want the landscape to blow your mind, not the mines.
Anyone any ideas?