Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Ever since I decided that I wanted to teach I remember hearing people talk about how hard the first year would be... and it was. But what I clung to in my exhaustion and desperation during that first year was the rumor that my second year would be a million times easier than the first. So far- the first week and a half have not disappointed. While I wouldn't call my job "easy," it is remarkable how much more confident I feel going at this a second time, how much better prepared I feel, and how encouraging and fun it is to have former student's stop by for a visit and a hug. I know it’s only been three days and we are very much in the “honeymoon period” where the kids are still on their best behavior and dressed to impress… but I love the first week of school. I really believe that the first week can very much make or break the year… and so far this week has gone beautifully. I’ve learned a lot about my new students, they’ve been willing to be very open and honest with me and their classmates about their life stories, and I’m always amazed at the resiliency of these fragile 15-16 year olds. They make me laugh, some of them make me want to hug them and weep for them, they challenge me, and give me a sense of purpose. I’m hopeful and excited for this upcoming year and will try to post regularly about what’s working, what’s not, and what’s going on.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Now, let me just ask you what you would call students who are about to take a test? Probably something like "testers," or "test-takers," or anything normal and logical like that, I'd assume. Not me... no sir; I decide to say the following (for all the world to hear): "John,* hurry up, you're holding up my testees!" Let me just tell you, I did not stick around long enough to see or hear anyone's reactions. If I could have grabbed those words mid-air and jammed them back down my throat, I assure you I would have. But no, instead I told a male student he was holding up my (a female's) testees....