CLIL II started
whispering something in his own language into CLIL I’s ear who
seemed to take some time to process the content internally and
finally
shouted
out: “The
invention of Witchcraft and Sorcery
goes back to
the XXth century BC... when Grinderus and Bandlerus, the great Fathers
of all Wizardry, wrote their famous work... “Change yourself
into a successful sorcerer in 24 hours”.
The thing went on for some time with CLIL II murmuring Siamese words
to CLIL I who translated everything in English. The kids passed very
soon from utter
astonishment to complete boredom. In fact their mouths, which were at first wide
open out of surprise, soon began to emit hoarse noises hardly suppressed because
of the Farmer’s presence.
I (Witch
Hazel): “You know who they
remind me of, Farmer? Carabineers!!”
Farmer: “What?!”
I (Witch Hazel): “Yes!
You know I was born in Italy? Well, in Italy carabineers always go around in
pairs and people think they do that because one is able to read and
the other to write, so they don’t have any problems if they have to fine
someone!!”
Farmer: “As usual, my Witch, you are against all progress in the field
of Witchcraft methodology! I wonder what this school would become there weren’t
myself here to push you and your colleagues into the paths of innovation!”
The good thing was that after my joke about Italian carabineers the Farmer
and the CLIL brothers disappeared as suddenly as they had arrived.
Orsola: “Witchy! Those men were horrible!”
Lia: “Yes! You need both of them
to make one teacher and not even a good one! What is the sense of all
this?”
I don’t know friends! I’m leaving you with this big question: What
is the sense of new trends in teaching if they bring teachers and students into
such confusion?
That night I went to bed with this question running through my mind when I fell
asleep. Actually I’m not sure if I fell asleep or had a vision because
what I saw was so clear that even now it doesn’t look like a dream at all.
In fact I still have a bump on my nose because of that book which fell from the
shelf onto my head… I remember quite clearly this huge book falling into
my hands, after hitting my forehead and then my nose, as I just said… It
looked like a sort of Bible since it was covered in red leather. And on the front
cover there was this title impressed in gold letters:
“ Effective
wizards” by
Thomas Gordon.
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