Tokyo, Procrastination
I've been teaching for about 10 years now. I have enjoyed it quite a bit. I have taught across the spectrum. I have taught at a university, I taught at a nursery school. I taught at businesses, I have taught housewives and seniors. I have taught in an elementary and at high school.

I taught EFL (English as a foreign language), English lit, history, health class, and now math at high school. In elementary it was the whole she-bang.

I am thankful probably for the EFL teaching the most. It gave me the chance to work with adults. This was important because it gave me a chance to meet a lot of people and talk to them. It also taught me that caring about my students was more important than the subject matter. Of course, you have to know your stuff, but simply having a Ph.D is not as good as having a solid grasp of the material and figuring out how you can help your students get it.

My biggest mistake? Probably (I hope) thinking that I had to be out in front of my class waving a flag of education for them to follow after me. Follow me and my big plan and you'll be okay!

So while I have to get through the curriculum, I have to remember it's not about me, it's about them. And that can be both freeing and stressful. It means that I can facilitate the learning, I can be interesting and provide engaging activities, but ulitmately, they have to choose to learn. And all govermental and parental expectations aside, that's how it has to be.

If a student (mainly I'm talking about high school here) chooses not to do the work then the student will get an education on what it's like to make choices. Show me your trying and I'll try to move heaven and earth to help you, but don't try? Well, welcome to consequence land.

The other gift I got from teaching EFL was time to grow up and mature. When I first started subbing (first step to get a full time job in district I lived in then and was in high school I was completely intimidated. I was 7 years older, but some of these kids had more...adventurous lives than I did. I was overwhelmed.

When I when back into public school, I was 31 and I looked at my high school students and though, "they're just babies!" I also didn't have anything to prove. I had a strong sense of who I was and my capabilities.

In my opinion, I think that teachers should have some more life experience rather than graduating from uni and then getting a job in the classroom. Some people obviously develop this sense of self earlier than I did (late bloomer?) but I think that I also teach more effectively for having seen more of the world (I had lived overseas in the interim) and done more things.

At the time of graduating, I wouldn't have said this about myself. I would have said I was a tough nut and ready to work. I think those things are still true of me, but certainly tempered.

Maybe I am like a taco now-- well seasoned. Or should that be a marinade?

But other things I learned about myself. I am flexible (a lot of things don't bother me unless I am lacking sleep) and I don't like routine. I think this means I am no longer an ideal elementary school teacher. ?Routine is important and in school, and I don't like routine.

Okay..... brain jamming again.... lack of sleep issue

will finish later maybe


.........zzzzzzzzzz..................zzz....

Comments
on Sep 22, 2005
Your article is quite refreshing and witty!

You're right about: "So while I have to get through the curriculum, I have to remember it's not about me, it's about them. And that can be both freeing and stressful. It means that I can facilitate the learning, I can be interesting and provide engaging activities, but ulitmately, they have to choose to learn. And all govermental and parental expectations aside, that's how it has to be."

If only all teachers would come to realize this, then half the battle would be won!

Hope you got some good sleep!
on Sep 23, 2005
One of the hardest things, though, is to watch kids choose to fail. An older teacher I worked with told me when I was stressing about one of my students not doing any work that I had to allow my students to make their own choices and let them learn from that. It's really hard for me, but in the end, most of them will pick up their socks and turn it around in the end when they realize failure IS possible.
on Sep 23, 2005
Your article is quite refreshing and witty!


Awww... shucks..... (blushing). Thanks, though. Quite a compliment!
on Sep 23, 2005


One of the hardest things, though, is to watch kids choose to fail.

In high school and college, that is a lesson that some kids need to learn the hard way.  My best friend in school's Mom was a teacher.  So, her Mom forced her to walk the straight line and would basically talk the other teachers out of giving her bad grades even if she didn't do the work.  She ended up dropping out of school, then getting a GED.  Her Mom's way of "helping" her did her no good at all.

I learned a hard lesson with failure.  In high school I was always in the AP classes (do they still do that?).  Did my homework in study hall and never had to sweat it.  High School was easy for me.  But, I was totally not prepared for college and didn't really know how to "study", so I didn't.  Instead, I socialized and had a good time.  And, I was smart enough to transfer to a community college so that I could start there when I got academically dismissed from te University.  Though it was a really bad time in my life, I realized that I had to get my act together.  And, I did.  I was on the Dean's list the entire time I was at Community College.  Graduated ahead of time, and then went to work.  It was a hard lesson to learn, but it was one that I had to learn.  If I could go back,knowing what I do now, I probably would have changed the way I did things.  On the other hand, if I would have not gotten kicked out, I wouldn't know my husband and wouldn't be working where I do now.  So, it all worked out OK.