I got a job teaching summer school at a high school I can walk to from our apartment. When I got the job, it was for English 9 and World History. I chose those out of options that included Algebra, Life Science, Physical Science, and I don't remember what else. I was cool with all but Algebra--I can't imagine teaching a year of Algebra in three weeks.
I can't imagine teaching a year of Algebra.
How does one teach math?
Anyway, then I got a call and my schedule was changed to English 9 and English 11.
Then it changed to PE.
So now I do six hours of PE a day, in tandem with three other teachers and hundreds of students. I'm sure I'll blog more about this later, but so far, in two days, I have accomplished the following:
- A one-act play
- Half a short story
- A whole new skill set, namely, yelling, sarcasm, jerkiness and lording it over
Since I am now teaching PE (of all things), I am, for the first time, coming to school without a tie. This tielessness has corresponded with a very surprising thing: no one thinks I'm a student.
I don't quite know what to think of this.
My best (and most favored) theory is that over the past year of professional teachering, I have learned to comport myself as an adult.
Enjoy this double posting of Thmusings. It is quite likely I will not post again until svithetime. See you then!