The last four years of my life have been leading up to this
culminating experience. I’ve got a
great cooperating teacher, a closet full of dresses and a brand new coffee
pot.
Now if only I could plant my feet.
Student teaching is difficult because it exists in an undefined space. My role is ambiguous. I’m in charge, but I’m not in
charge. I’m a teacher, but I’m so
very much the student.
Teaching in a school with technology, paper, copiers that
work and enough textbooks for every student is a new experience for me, as is
teaching honors; and I am excided at the instructional opportunities afforded
by these resources. The infinite possibilities are thrilling!
Countdown:
9 weeks until India.
17 weeks until I graduate.
Holding my breath until then.
I wore my Bunny pin for goodluck. I'm 99% sure that it was effective because I didn't trip over the overhead cord. Not Even Once. |
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