Well I survived. One day down, 189 to go. My first day ever of teaching was long, a bit chaotic, and exciting. I started off my morning up at a K-8 school where I am teaching a class of 7th and 8th graders. I really had no idea how to get to the classroom I was teaching and I found myself walking a whole line of students to class. Thankfully, the teacher whose classroom I borrow was super helpful in answering my students questions and filling me in on how breakfast is served. The best part of the whole middle school experience was when one girl said to me, "I'm so glad you are pretty, I was really worried you would be an old, ugly lady!" As if looks and age make a teacher a good one, haha!
I was relieved when I was finally back down in the high school in my own room. My classes went pretty smoothly. Twice I was asked how old I was, some thought I was 19, others 24, I told them I was 27 and actually kept a straight face. Hopefully the Lord can forgive me for lying. When I asked students to share about something they did this summer I got a variety of answers that surprised me. One students told me an in depth story of how she agreed to let another girl full on punch her in the face and another story about how she moved in to this boy's house. I didn't really think those were the best stories so I kind of cut her off as politely as possible. It is interesting what some high schoolers do outside of class. . .
Of course every first day has to have a few things go wrong. Mine included finding out I had not emailed myself a powerpoint I thought I had which I was going to use to tell students about me. Also, there was a 30 minutes time block in which I had students and didn't know I was going to have any, so I had nothing planned. On the bright side, my very first day I am already improvising and being flexible. All students come tomorrow. I still feel very unprepared and I have a funny feeling I will be spending a lot of extra hours in my classroom these first few weeks.
I was relieved when I was finally back down in the high school in my own room. My classes went pretty smoothly. Twice I was asked how old I was, some thought I was 19, others 24, I told them I was 27 and actually kept a straight face. Hopefully the Lord can forgive me for lying. When I asked students to share about something they did this summer I got a variety of answers that surprised me. One students told me an in depth story of how she agreed to let another girl full on punch her in the face and another story about how she moved in to this boy's house. I didn't really think those were the best stories so I kind of cut her off as politely as possible. It is interesting what some high schoolers do outside of class. . .
Of course every first day has to have a few things go wrong. Mine included finding out I had not emailed myself a powerpoint I thought I had which I was going to use to tell students about me. Also, there was a 30 minutes time block in which I had students and didn't know I was going to have any, so I had nothing planned. On the bright side, my very first day I am already improvising and being flexible. All students come tomorrow. I still feel very unprepared and I have a funny feeling I will be spending a lot of extra hours in my classroom these first few weeks.
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