About Matthew

This is me *roundabout now*: https://about.me/matthewtnoble

Last year-ish (now maybe two years?):

‘Fly High Pecha Kucha’ Redux: What Makes Me Me in ELT | Diary of a Newbie CELTA Trainer

This is the “bio-blurb” that appears on my schools’s website:

Matthew found his calling in English language teaching as a volunteer instructor at an ancient Buddhist monastery in Sri Lanka in 2004. He completed his CELTA in Bangkok, Thailand the following year and went on to teach at language centers, corporate headquarters, elementary and high schools, test prep programs, and as a private tutor for the next 6 years abroad. In 2011 he returned home to earn an MA TESOL at Boston University while also teaching English to low-income immigrants in the Boston area and leading online seminars on Reflective Practice for teachers. ‘Teacher learning’ being a primary focus of his graduate work, Matthew was thrilled to become a CELTA trainer and carries this enthusiasm with him into each and every course. In his free time Matthew enjoys listening to world music, reading mystery novels, and using social media.

This was me, in selfie form, a couple years ago:


A teacher wrote this about me in 2012.

This was me in 2011: http://www.ajarn.com/ajarn-street/hot-seat/matthew-noble/

This was me in high school!:


This was me (on the left) in my childhood in Cambridge, Massachusetts:


“Childhood” by Rainer Maria Rilke:

It would be good to give much thought, before
you try to find words for something so lost,
for those long childhood afternoons you knew
that vanished so completely -and why?

We’re still reminded-: sometimes by a rain,
but we can no longer say what it means;
life was never again so filled with meeting,
with reunion and with passing on

as back then, when nothing happened to us
except what happens to things and creatures:
we lived their world as something human,
and became filled to the brim with figures.

And became as lonely as a sheperd
and as overburdened by vast distances,
and summoned and stirred as from far away,
and slowly, like a long new thread,
introduced into that picture-sequence
where now having to go on bewilders us.