This past semester has been a crazy ride. Not two days after getting home from my honeymoon, I embarked on my student teaching journey. The course of all courses, the true test, the fate decider. From the moment I truly became an education major, I couldn't wait for student teaching. Talking about teaching only does so much good. Only through teaching do you know whether or not you can really be a teacher. With that in mind, my first day I walked with baited breath through the doors of Brockbank Jr. High. Would I be successful? Would I fail? Would I be mauled by ninth graders? I had no idea.
The first week was all preparation and it flew by. Before I knew it I was standing in front of a group of students, lecturing them on classroom procedures. As it turns out, Jr. High kids aren't so scary, not when they know who's in charge (and that was me). I grew to love my classes. I taught English, Theatre, and Improv. I was also privileged to assistant direct Brockbank's production of High School Musical Jr. That, in and of itself, was a rewarding experience. I never thought in a million years that I'd be choreographing an entire musical...but I didn't do half bad. In fact, I think the kids looked pretty darn good up there.
I loved my student teaching and I passed all evaluations with flying colors. The worst thing about the whole situation is how much I miss my students.
Not only was I blessed to have amazing students, I also had amazing cooperating teachers. I worked with Diana Parker (yes, Parker and Barker--it got very confusing) on Theatre, Improv, and the musical and I worked with Traci England (who I'm actually related to) on English. The picture below is of me and Diana after the musical.
The next step: get a real teaching job (Eek!)
1 comment:
Good job. The future is bright ahead.
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