“It’s me, hi, I’m the tutor, it’s me.”
Correcting grammar, chasing Band 9s, and dodging Wi-Fi dropouts—one class at a time.
Fueled by tea, held together by commas, and occasionally quoting Taylor Swift for emotional support. Yep, I got a blank space, baby… and I’ll write your feedback.
Voiceover (dramatic and slightly overwhelmed):
In a world where Wi-Fi is wobbly, essays are emotional, and no one knows what a semicolon actually does. One English teacher dares to teach online… and lives to blog about it.
Based on true events from actual classes, including:
Week 1:
That fateful first Speaking lesson where the student described a pen like it was a sacred relic from the Temple of IELTS.
“It is blue. It is plastic. I love it like a brother.”
Week 3:
The student who compared pizza toppings to global politics.
“The Pineapple topping is controversial… like Donald Trump.”
It was bold. It was bizarre. It was… a Band 6.
Week 5:
A full debate on whether “funner” should be legal.
Spoiler: It should not. But the student threatened to start a petition.
Week 7:
A Speaking test turns into a dog park audio drama. The student nailed fluency; the dog nailed a squirrel.
Week 8:
Kim Kardashian vs Confucius – a battle of wisdom, wigs, and wisdom again. “One invented contouring. One invented ethics. Both have quotes.”
What readers are saying (probably):
“I laughed so hard, I snorted tea out my nose.”
“The tutor is a hero. Or maybe unhinged.”
“I finally understand prepositions. Sort of.”
Diary of an Online English Tutor isn’t just a blog.
It’s a war cry, a love letter to chaos, a daily battle with mute buttons, and the only place where your student might start an IELTS essay with: “Let us consider the wise words of Taylor Swift.”
Weekly entries. Real students. Grammar mistakes so intense, they have their own emotional arcs.
Read it. Laugh at it. Wonder what the author has been smoking…
And maybe—just maybe—learn something too.
Coming soon to a laptop near you. Week 1 of…….
Diary of an Online English Tutor
New chaos every weekday.
Weekends are for naps. And forgetting verbs.
Subscribe now… or I’ll make you write a 10-page essay on why “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” is an excellent IELTS Task 2 response.
