So I had a great weekend. Went to this awesome park and ate a picnic, and climbed up some mountain (ok, it was kinda a walk, not a hike, but the view was awesome). I'm at the supreme of weekend appreciation, being a teacher and a person who lived in Israel...
Today was Monday, though. I mean the kind where everyone'e sluggish, I have a sore throat, and no one wants to be there. And Susan was there too.
It was nice to be observed. Because often I feel like if I do a bad job, no one cares, because it's just me and the kids in a room together, and the magic potion smoke doesn't leave the door. So it was nice to have someone on the inside with me, just watching.
It was also fun to bomb a lesson that I knew in advance had slim chances of working with both her and the principal there. Brownie points that I figured out what to do in hindsight, but it's ok, I'll just re-teach it another day. Tomorrow I'm totally going out on a limb and taking them outside to play a crazy game, I'll let you know how that goes. Kinesthetic learning and the need for fun and play, you know.
I'm a first year teacher, but I'm past the first clueless month. I feel like I've pretended to be in charge for a while now, and most of the time I actually feel it. I don't have moments so often where I feel completely lost, and I feel in my skin that I'm learning to roll with the punches.
Last funny story: In the middle of the class period that bombed because I was trying to do too much at once, in walks the insurance guy to set up a meeting with me. I'm talking to the class, and he just comes in and starts asking me when we can talk. I had no idea how to get him out of there without being rude, and I didn't want to lost the class' attention.. It was a good thing the principal was there, and shooed him out of the room and told him to come back later. He felt bad, ok, but who walks in to teacher's classrooms in the middle of the period and just starts talking like that?
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