[warning warning warning this entry becomes a total teacher rant]
First year teaching is totally like menopause; hot & cold; hit & miss; one day your doing fine and then..... WHAM down the toilet. I think I sometimes appear to be a massive case of bipolar disorder. One class i'm praising my year 9s, the next i'm aiming for them on the way out the parking lot. Or I think the year 7's are really making progress until they suddenly can't identify crotchet notes (British equivalent of quarter notes). I haven't cracked yet, but sometimes I wonder if the kids are learning anything at all?? The phrase "can we surf the internet" at the beginning of some music classes is like a putting a needle through both my eyes sideways. There truly are days when I wonder if I can hack it or if I’m absolute "rubbish".
Three funny scenarios:
I used the name "Fanny" as an example of a nickname for Francis. I guess Fanny means Vagina here.....
A girl said she couldn't do something, and I attempted some British slang and said "Bollocks"..... apparently Bollocks means "Bullshit" and is quite rude
I told my students to put there workbooks in the Blue Plastic Bin near the door at the end of class. I had a blue tray set aside for this. They all threw their books into the garbage next to my blue tray because "bin" means garbage can.
I now have no sympathy for people who say teachers have it easy since "We" get the summer off.... The last two weeks I've worked 8 hours a day and then prepped 3 hours every night in preparation for the next day. Last weekend was organizing "Extra curricular clubs" and tonight was spent "Meeting the Parents" for 1 out of 7 age groups. Soon it'll be evening concerts and extra help. There are great rewards to teaching but it's a tough gig. No wonder teachers get grumpy when they don't feel valued or get pay cuts under par to the business world...
[warning warning warning THIS is totally turning into a rant......]
Lastly, On top of preparing every lesson. I am assigned a group of 25 students to Tutor like "Homeroom" - every teacher here does this. I track their progress throughout school, collaborate with subject teachers for discipline problems and give them support on a personal level. I have to write a report on their social and emotional development (25 reports above and beyond my teaching). This stuff is great, but talk about stretching yourself thin....
I'm looking forward to some non-teaching adventures. This weekend I'm going to stack my work up Friday night and power through until I 'getter all done'. Then I will take Saturday and Sunday to Relax. My new philosophy is keep work at work, even if that includes staying until 6pm every night. I must find a balance - Motto: work to live; not live to work...
Thursday, September 14, 2006
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Hey Steve,
I know exactly how you feel aside from the strange slang! The first year is definitely the hardest and you are doing it in a completely different country, which makes it even harder! I admire you for picking up and moving to another country. I thought moving to Kimberley was hard! The most valuable thing I learned my first year was that if I smile even once during the day with my students it is worth it. You have to keep yourself sane and not take everything seriously. You have to pick your battles and know when to just let it go. Is it the end of the world if they decide to play with their pencil while you're talking? You'll have those days where you are paid way too much for what you do, and then you will have those days where you are definitely not paid enough for what you do. Hopefully you have more of the first ones. Kids are funny creatures. You never know what to expect but that is half the fun. Hang in there! I know you'll do an awesome job. I look forward to hearing more of your adventures!
Lots of love,
Kristen
Don't stress the small stuff my dear. You will get a hold of the slang eventually and I praise you completely for being a teacher in the first place. God knows I don't have the patience to do it. I am sure you will perservere. Just remember that if you do want to run the little "blighters" (don't use that one in class either) over at the end of the day to do it in someone else's car, that way no one know's it was you!!
Love you Beas. Everything you've just expressed is totally the way I'm feeling. If it's any consolation I just talked to Sloo and she feels the same way. Kelowna or Coventry, it doesn't matter. My one word of advice? Losse the fake British slang! :)
-Miss S
as long as you don't address too many girls as boys like i did every other week in my practicum, you'll be fine.
you could always make up fake canadian slang, then accuse the students of saying rude words: "did i just hear you say corn?! that's it. see me after class"
i'm proud to hear that you and so many others from our year are taking those first steps out into the teaching world. it's very exciting isn't it?
-jennifer
I'm gonna have to second caroline on this one too!! Less of a mess too!! The slang don't worry, it would happen to the best of us, just glad it's happening to you and not me. I've seen Harry Poter, those kids can do crazy things when there pissed!!!
Kris
I'm gonna have to second caroline on this one too!! Less of a mess too!! The slang don't worry, it would happen to the best of us, just glad it's happening to you and not me. I've seen Harry Poter, those kids can do crazy things when there pissed!!!
Kris
Be yourself talk your talk walk your walk and you will do just fine
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